So I am barreling down to my very, very long trip this winter. I will go to NJ for the holidays and then to FL for the winter shows. I have decided to skip coming back in between as the week at home doesn't really justify the extra 3500 miles of travel. I also spoke to DW and once I get to NJ and get settled we are going to add the running back into the program. In other words, after Sunday my life will be totally unrecognizable.
In a weird way, my travel schedule for the next year creates it's own plan for development. I will do roughly a month of indoor training in NJ then head south. There I will spend three months training in flat, windy conditions. Then I will return to Texas and train on the rolling hills (mountains, I tell you, mountains) here during the spring. After that, I will travel to Michigan which situates me close enough to ski country to up the ante a little more, then head to the Rocky mountains (real mountains... *whimper*) for the remainder of the summer. Then I will return home for the fall. Presumably fit.
This schedule, by itself, should lay the ground work for athletic development. I'll admit it feels a bit like I am getting ready to leave for boot camp, or college, or rehab, or something. It will be the duck, living in a 35 year old airstream with the dogs, traveling like a vagabond, working and training... and little else for ten months.
DW feels that in 8 months or a year, the duck will be a whole different bird.
All I can say is that if I can stay the course, I don't doubt that I will see massive change. I just hope that the change does not include becoming a certain yellow skinned cartoon character who has lost the power of speech and resorts to throwing cats.