I haven’t had a good combo workout in a while so I decided to drive up to Santa Fe on Wednesday and tear it up. While I didn’t exactly accomplish that, it was still a great day to get outside and a nice workout.
I was reminded of how technically terrible I am on the mountain bike, how much I love trail running (even though I do it several times a week), and how important snow conditions are to my skiing happiness.
Oh, and how essential proper intra-workout nutrition is. I never thought I’d be too lazy to run by the store for food, but that’s exactly what happened. And I suffered because of it.
Don’t bonk. It’s an interesting feeling in a masochistic sense, but overall not a fun experience.