End of the plateau...

Many a hands began to scan around for the next plateau
Some say it was Greenland, and some say Mexico
Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood
But those were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could...

Greenland and Mexico sound like lovely places to go, Greenland for climbing and Mexico for climbing and relaxing... however, not what i'm trying to get across. I have be stuck on a plateau for close to 4 months, finally... got below 215 lbs. a great numbers of factors, played in to this. Running around 20-25K a week, lifting 2-3 nights a week and climbing 2-3 days a week.

Most recently I started to take a page from Mark Twight books and a few other folks (friends/partners) on training, which I believe was the "last proverbial straw". Basically... insanity is the key I believe. Take a workout and think... ok... what can I do to make people look at me with a "What the fuck" face. works... seriously...

Weekend: Kicking it up a notch.

Saturday around 7:00 AM with the temperature around -5F (according to the digital readout in my Jeep) and a reported wind chill of -22F, Brian and I went running. The first 5K or so was cold, the numbing kinda cold, the last part of the run. The total run was about 10K, with some laps up and down the sled hill. The amusing part was the frost on me. From the sweet going though the gloves and dry shirt I looked like a snow cone.
After the run I indulged in some yummy blueberry pancakes and spent some time around the house with Kris and the pups followed by an evening of curry... mmm...curry.
Sunday AM was at the climbing gym where I put 20lbs in my summit pack and climbed and traversed. Climbing with 20lbs on your back is something else... something to work on.

Been a while...

Sorry folks it's been a while since I last posted, I have been busy training. Lately it's been how "insane" can I go. 10 - 15K runs though ice and snow sometimes reaching 1-2' drifts, laps up and down snow covered sled hills (usually after or during a 10K) and 5k runs broken with a hour of weights have been the norm. Get pieces of motivation , inspiration and fucking determination from readings and friends have occupied my time. This last weekend 5 miles at an 8:20 pace seemed like nothing. However that was followed by a trip to the climbing gym where I continued the S&M that has become my weekly training. It looks like it's going to get harder and harder. Adding weights while I run and do the incline and running on shitty and shitty ground (to help build core strength) have been a blast. Climbing goals have helped fuel this level of training as well as just self determination to "Party on".

I should add that the Rock & Ice Bloggers brawl ended with me in 6th place, not bad if I do say so myself. Thanks to those that voted!