an extra hour of sleep in the morning means getting out when it’s dark outside.  definitely trainer season.  hopefully my team can swing unofficial spinning classes in the off season- cuz i will be needing some extra motivation for the gran fondos this summer. 

spent 40 minutes on the trainer last night which felt surprisingly good considering i have been slacking off recently.  i guess i unconsiously needed some extra adreneline in my system because i ended up finally unpacking my books which made me clean the floors thus creating much more space in the living room.  motivated by my domesticity, i  also went grocery shopping since eating white rice was getting old.  sadly, this is the most productive i have been on a monday night in awhile.   

so treadmills are the human hamster wheels of endless, mindless running in place.  maybe this is why i am kind of hesitant to try out the treadmills in my new building.  the treadmills at myold place; i knew how it logged the miles, the time, even the pace.  each treadmill system is different- a 6 minute mile on one machine is not that same as  a 6 minute mile on another.  some mark your progress continually, others in quarters. i actually really liked the treadmills at my old place- to the point where i wanted to go run.  there was some small satifiscation of completing that 45 minutes and knowing that the machine read somewhere in the 5 mile range.  just like i liked knowing i could do my 8 mile run with my eyes closed and not get lost. 

 i have yet to navigate around my new neighborhood for an actual run around the city.  it gets tougher to navigate and i am less willing to get lost for hours in the cold than in the warmth of spring. 

change leaves a lot up to the unknown.  it is not constant, reliable or even soothing.  its filled with fear of failure.  but change is necessary.