Local Travels

Training notes: Today was miserable, barely broke 3k today, and the high for the weekend was 6k. Partly because I was on the road for a good part of Saturday (driving, that is), and partly because it was just a wet and yucky few days. Add to it that I am battling something - a virus, or perhaps just a revolt from my body over all the exercise it has been subjected to. But I am painfully aware of just how little movement I get if I don't think about it. Tomorrow, back on track. Literally and figuratively.

Travel notes: For some reason I have this prejudice that travel has to involve some place far, far away. As I commented in my training notes, I did some traveling this weekend. By car, about an hour and a half away; hardly the stuff of epic adventure. Still, it was fun and I was out of town. It was indeed a trip. I have to remind myself of that occasionally because traveling is a chance to get out of your head, a chance to meet people, a chance to learn something, a chance to change your point of view (or perhaps confirm it), a chance to grow. It doesn't matter if it is 50 miles of 1500 miles or 5000 miles, really. As long as you take the opportunity.

What did I get out of this weekend? I got a chance to be out in the beautiful countryside. I got to talk to new people and old friends. I learned a little bit about wine. I had some great conversations. I got to stand in the fresh air and breathe in the smell of spring rain. Was it ground breaking or earth shattering? No. Travel doesn't always have to be ground breaking or earth shattering. It is often a series of small moments that add up to something after the fact. For now, the small trips will hold me, and for that I am grateful.