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Training Log Archive: BigWillyStyle

In the 7 days ending Aug 28, 2018:

activity # timemileskm+m
  Hiking1 5:54:49 16.58(21:24) 26.68(13:18) 1620
  Orienteering2 2:42:10 12.93(12:32) 20.81(7:48) 32944c
  Running1 42:38 5.58(7:38) 8.98(4:45)
  Total4 9:19:37 35.09(15:57) 56.48(9:55) 194944c
  [1-5]4 9:19:35

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Tuesday Aug 28, 2018 #

Note

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1rF5SSa29O8

REI contacted us a while back about doing a feature on orienteering for their "REI Trailheads" video series, which eventually resulted in them sending a crew to one of our events last month. Pretty gimmicky and over-produced but still kinda cool. Cameos from Bob Forgrave and (I think) the Jonesaw.

Surprisingly, their video already has substantially more views than all of my Willvision series videos combined. I will have to retool my marketing strategy, and possibly rebrand.
6 PM

Running 42:38 [3] 5.58 mi (7:38 / mi)

Ye olde Bridle Trails loope.

Friday Aug 24, 2018 #

11 AM

Orienteering race 35:26 intensity: (20 @1) + (3:30 @2) + (15:30 @3) + (16:04 @4) + (2 @5) *** 5.08 km (6:59 / km) +21m 6:50 / km
ahr:146 max:180 21c

COC Middle. My splits are pretty comical for this race; I went from 20th place at 6 to 10th place at 14 and had like the fourth or fifth best time on that section of the course. Why? Leaving 7 I caught sight of Nick Barrable, who had started 2min ahead, so I took off like a dingbat after him. He also saw me, and much to my surprise I soon realized that in the course of trying to lose me he also miraculously happened to be stumbling across all the right controls in the right order, and doing it faster than he had any right to. It thus became harder to catch him that I had previously surmised, and I was forced to redouble my efforts while also resolving to punch the odd control that I came across in my quest. The situation befuddled me, as I wondered why he had suddenly decided to go from orienteering poorly enough to let me catch him, to orienteering awesomely. I also later learned that in my determination to close the gap I had inadvertently beaten Timo Sild in a split by one second. This is good to know, because now I know how to beat a world-class orienteer: you just take off at a full sprint from your previous control, run directly at the next control, disregard everything in between, and never hesitate or deviate even for a split second until you reach it. Then, repeat.

Anyway, Barrable hesitated near 14 and I finally punched one ahead of him, having slowly ground him down like the strength of the pack inexorably runs down the caribou. Naturally, I then imploded on the way to 15 when a strange and dramatic one-contour shelf appeared in the forest when I had been expecting nothing of note. This caused me much consternation and by the time I figured it out I had given back all the time I had undeservedly gained, and thus did I duly finish the course in about the right time as if none of it had occurred at all.

Thursday Aug 23, 2018 #

10 AM

Orienteering race 2:06:44 intensity: (20 @1) + (2:39 @2) + (36:39 @3) + (1:27:06 @4) 15.74 km (8:03 / km) +308m 7:20 / km
ahr:151 max:176 23c

COC Long. Nice course. I was feeling ok and actually navigating pretty well early on, but the week's fatigue soon showed that I was not up to a task this tough. I was physically and mentally not having fun anymore and ready to be done by about number 13.

Wednesday Aug 22, 2018 #

9 AM

Hiking 5:54:49 intensity: (2 @0) + (38:19 @1) + (52:21 @2) + (3:46:07 @3) + (38:00 @4) 16.58 mi (21:24 / mi) +1620m 16:25 / mi
ahr:127 max:174

Instead of resting on the rest day, Ian and I decided to undertake an epic journey around the Mount Lorne loop. Things went well until on the way down we made a parallel error and went down the wrong spur; this caused us to soon be wading through increasingly high and dense brush instead of finding the ATV trail we were promised.

Eventually after much discussion and hand-wringing, and several false starts, we figured out what we had done and decided simply to trudge back up to the top of the ridge to correct our mistake. Each step upward drilled the shame of our folly into us further, but we soon righted our course (after wasting more than an hour) and galloped down the mountain in a vain attempt to meet our 3pm deadline. We missed it by some 20 minutes. If only we knew how to read a map.

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