We say here that if March comes in like Lion, it goes out like a lamb. According to the Weather Guys at USTODAY.com this is the origin:
<i>The phrase apparently has its origins with the constellations Leo, the Lion, and Aries, the ram or lamb. It has to do with the relative positions of these constellations in the sky at the beginning and end of the month</i>
If this phrase is true, then March came in like a lion. Yesterday we held a “Snowbowl” mountain bike race where we biked and ran our bikes through the snow. It was a lot of fun, but it was very windy – winds up to 50km/hr. The winners of the race got a snowflake “medal” and some [vegan] chocolate. I love how great my mountain bike cohorts are about my being vegan; they are very good about being as inclusive as possible and I appreciate that immensely.
Last night, after a couple of beers with my fellow racers and food, I crashed at 9:30. I had plans to go out dancing, but I wanted nothing more than to sleep. Since I was the race organizer, I spent 2 hours before the race setting the course with a couple of other club members. The “race” was very informal and was more of an excuse to get people out to ride in the snow together.
This morning I awoke completely refreshed and was glad that I had decided to stay home and go to bed. I got up to go for a run, but was very surprised [again] at the wind. While yesterday was pretty chilly due to the wind, today was downright nasty. This is the current weather:
It is -30 with the wind! COLD. This meant that half of the run was very cold and the other half was pure joy to run with the sun shining down on me. It took me 45 minutes to do my 6km loop by the river and it felt pretty good for the most part. I really need to get new shoes, but am trying to hold off for a couple more weeks. I’ll see how this week goes. This afternoon I’m going to get a swim in with my partner in crime – he really likes to sit in the hot tub while I swim my laps. This week’s schedule is going to focus on increasing intensity in my run. We’ll see how that goes. According to my coach, I’m supposed to work hard and not get scared when it starts to hurt – just keep pushing. Yikes! It’s a good thing it feels so good afterwards.
