Business Trips And Training
. . . can mix extremely well.
On the trips I’ve made in the last two weeks, I’ve taken the bike and managed to get out on rides from short (mechanical problems - damn those early life failures!) to long-ish. Running is an easy kit to pack, and provided that you can avoid feeling too self conscious as you walk through reception at the hotel, it means you get to explore new places, where you can get lost and mugged by new people. And swimming in hotel pools is generally agreeable, as they tend to open early-ish, even if they are often rather small.
No - business trips should be no bar to keeping the training up . . .
. . . except when the eight-hour client-facing day turns into eleven . . . all of them on your feet and on top entertainment mode . . .
. . . and they then expect you to come on down to the bar with them. Even if you manage to drink only moderately, you still end up having at least a couple more than you should, and getting to bed late enough to ruin the good intentions of an early morning run . . . but there are compensations with this. Turns out that one of the guys from last Tuesday & Wednesday’s client was a former IronMan, with SEVEN big bad races under his belt. In his last, he completed the swim in a shade over 53 minutes. 53 minutes for 2.4 miles. Good Grief! So much of the time was spent chatting to him about how tough the race is, what’s involved in the training, etc - part of my Will I or Won’t I time that I’ve allocated this May for. . .
. . . and you would be surprised at the looks you get when you walk through reception with your bike over your shoulder . . .
. . . finally, it can be tempting to go for the “everything up to and including the kitchen sink” approach to packing. At the hotel I was at for TWO nights earlier this week, I had FIVE pairs of shoes - comfy Timberlands for the drive down; running shoes, bike shoes, smart-but-casual shoes for the Sunday workshop, and smart-but-slightly-informal shoes for the Monday. So much for travelling light.