The first couple of times back on rollerskis always feels strange and has me missing snow. Rolling along the pavement with ski poles seems awkward; the speed feels unreasonably fast with the threat of injury from a tumble onto hard tarmac. It will pass with time and come December, the snow will feel oddly slippery and the skis won’t track the same as rubber wheels.
Tonight I rolled for a little over an hour doing specific strength intervals, similar to the Ercolina workouts but outdoors. Full technique, no poles, single stick. One minute each. Repeat for a total of 10 intervals. I felt sloppy and sluggish. The skis felt like shit, slipping on the wet roads, dragging on the dry pavement. It will get better.
I saw a promo for an “on the snow” glacier camp in Alaska with Alaska Pacific University. I seriously thought about it for a good fifteen minutes. I even checked out airfares. Expensive. And schedule. It takes a couple days to get to Alaska from the East Coast. I strategized about how I might be able to skip out of work for a few extra days around July 4th. Possible. I calculated the odds of successfully convincing my family that it would be cool to split town over the holiday weekend. 3%. Odd of pissing them off. 99%. Snow will have to wait until winter for me.