Yesterday I was feeling a bit down. I think it was the after effects of 4 weeks of living on adrenaline and a shoestring budget to support Rachelle’s transition to Colgate University. It reminded me how much more work I have to do to get us to a place where we can support just picking up and moving on short notice for Rach’s career, which until she works herself up in the industry could happen every year.
Thank goodness the work and the worry paid off. And frankly, it paid off IN SPADES.
After packing the whole house in North Carolina the day of my last post, we spent our last night in NC before heading to New York. While I’m sure I’ll miss the mild winters of NC when I’m on a trainer in January in NY, one thing I won’t miss is the long drive from Angier to my parents, especially those trips through the mountains of WV. Our first trip to our new home lasted exactly one night. After a 12 hour drive, we put almost everything we own in storage, and spent the night in a hotel I would only stay at again if all the makeshift roadside campsites in the world were occupied. On a lark we changed plans for boarding Stanley for the week and were able to find an affordable place here in New York so we didn’t have to drive him to Michigan for boarding on our way to Indiana.
Indiana you may say, what’s in Indiana? Well 2 weekends ago, my cousin married her longtime boyfriend/fiancee at the Basilica of he Sacred Heart at Notre Dame University. The only places I’ve ever seen churches that compare were in London and Paris. Such a beautiful bride in a beautiful church. And the reception was something to behold. Maybe not quite as amazing as having your reception in a castle (I have to keep reminding Rach how amazing that was because she wants to have us get married again so she can have another day like that), but pretty spectacular especially considering it went off without a hitch during a nasty thunderstorm and tornado warning.
After the wedding it was back to Michigan for a couple days at my folks before 3 days with my family at a cottage in Michigan. What could be more awesome practice for living in a lakeside cottage than by spending a weekend with your entire family in a lakeside cottage that sleeps 15? We had a fantastic time, swimming, playing games with the family and fishing. Thanks to my uncle John and my cousin Kyle, picking up fly fishing didn’t take me nearly as long as it would have. I’m no expert, but at least I’m catching fish already. In fact I caught my first fish, a 10″ Largemouth Bass, on my first full day of having my rod and reel.
After the weekend with family, it was another full day in the car to camp, this time for 3 days on our own in luxury accomodations at the Lebanon Campground just outside Hamilton. Our move in date at the new place was 8/15, but Rach had to start work on 8/13, so we made due for 3 days.
I don’ mean to make it sound at all like we suffered, far from it; it truly was an adventure, and an enjoyable one at that. But after 2000 miles in the car in just 10 days and living out of a suitcase for 2 weeks, it was time to be home. Which finally happened last Wednesday when we moved into our new residence (at least until May of next year when it will change at least for the summer while the cottage is rented out by the week or used by its owners). That’s months off, and because the house is furnished, it won’t be nearly the work of a normal move to go somewhere for the summer. That small detail means nothing in comparison to the opportunity we have in living here.
You’ll notice I didn’t mention training yet. That’s because I haven’t been, at least not really. I rode about 40 miles at my parents house before the weekend at the cabin with my family, and finally rode a few times when we got here. But the 2 week hole in formal training gave me pause about tackling Rev 3 Cedar Point, even just the half aquabike. The cost of travel and entry made up my mind further. I’ve been swimming some, even doing a 3/4 mile training session the other day in the open water along the edge of the lake. And I’m still doing Rev3/Half Full Tri in Maryland in October. The Olympic Aquabike. I have a full month to finish adjusting to the elevation here, get used to the climbing on the local roads, and get my ride endurance back where it was in time for a challenging Half Full Course.
At first I was disappointed about Cedar Point, but now I’m becoming more comfortable with the decision that doing it would be less fun than not doing it, and giving myself time to get back into a schedule and be where I need to be for the next race is a really good thing.