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Training Log Archive: blairtrewin

In the 7 days ending Apr 21:

activity # timemileskm+m
  Run5 3:21:41 17.03(11:51) 27.4(7:22) 36064 /68c94%
  Pool running1 45:00 0.43(1:43:27) 0.7(1:04:17)
  Total6 4:06:41 17.46(14:08) 28.1(8:47) 36064 /68c94%

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Sunday Apr 21 #

10 AM

Run ((orienteering)) 1:19:31 [3] *** 7.7 km (10:20 / km) +270m 8:47 / km
spiked:14/17c

Not such a good day today. I shouldn't really be that surprised that after not having run more than 70 minutes all summer I wouldn't really be up to the job today, but in truth it was a struggle from the start, initially with the back causing trouble up hills in the first 20 minutes before settling down, then just not having very much strength on any of the hills (and not too much speed on the flat bits). Recognised early on that I should be looking to minimise climb and went wide on both long legs (which I think would have worked OK on 10 except that I then lost a minute or so climbing into the control from below, going up the wrong gully in rock as I did at Pewsey Vale last week). That was my only major mistake, although I was a bit hesitant on a few others.

A fair bit further back than I would have hoped for; low 70s would have been more like it. Dropped back to 6th and the gap to the placings is probably unbridgeable. Bruce blew through me at 5 on the way to a time of 55; Jon was somewhat less commanding in passing me on the way to 6 (we made a pretty unconvincing pair on the climb through the saddle there).

Not too upset I didn't have any meetings to go to this afternoon (we got them all out of the way yesterday). In the days when I was still running M21E, chairing the OA AGM after coming off an elite long-distance race was not really anyone's idea of fun.

For those who thought it was chilly this morning, York (2.0) had its coldest April night since 1960 (Beverley's 1.6 on Saturday was its coldest since 1971, and today wasn't much warmer). Nice running weather though.

Saturday Apr 20 #

1 PM

Run ((orienteering)) 19:23 [3] *** 2.7 km (7:11 / km) +70m 6:21 / km
spiked:29/29c

Unusual to open up Easter proper with a sprint but this is a slightly unconventional Easter. The word was out that it was a pretty technical sprint, and it certainly required concentration, although I always felt as if I was in control (possibly an indication that I wasn't running fast enough). Didn't feel quite as good running as yesterday with a bit of tightness after climbs, but didn't really put a foot wrong technically.

I'd been thinking 4 minutes behind Bruce would be a decent result. I knew when he went through me (3 minutes) at 18 that I probably wouldn't quite achieve this, and so it proved. Still within touch of the others, and with a sprint start (even more than a middle start) an apparently large margin after day 1 can very quickly become a modest one after the long day - you can't win Easter on Saturday but you can certainly lose it (particularly if you were one of the day's numerous mispunches or disqualifications).

OA meetings were relatively painless (and we got all of them out of the way today so tomorrow will be a rare Easter Sunday afternoon off). I don't intend to stand for re-election next year - eight years is plenty - but we haven't yet had any feelers about possible successors.

Friday Apr 19 #

11 AM

Run ((orienteering)) 22:47 [3] *** 3.3 km (6:54 / km) +20m 6:42 / km
spiked:21/22c

Easter sprint relay. My time was flattered a bit by Jim's generosity as my previous runner (he walked down the chute after tagging so my time didn't start until I was halfway to the first control, giving me a undeserved fastest split), but still a run I was happy with. Felt as if I was moving reasonably well by my standards of the last few months, and only technical issue was a slightly poorly executed exit from 1. The team was Abi George, Jim, myself and Jenny; we ended up much as expected. Even once you account for the timing quirk, I think I was still within 50% of Simon, a recent benchmark.

On the way to the last control I had to negotiate Hillsong people doing whatever Hillsong people do on Good Friday. As far as I know nobody said that I was going to go to Hell for running on such a day.

Resurrected for the Family Relays were some genuinely retro fabric numbers (sufficiently old that they bore the logo of Bunnings from an era before anyone from outside WA had ever heard of them).

Today didn't count for anything substantial, but gives me some confidence going into the weekend. Bruce and Jon will be hard to match for the top two, but at least I might be competitive with the likes of Tooms and Matthew Stocks for third if things go well.

Thursday Apr 18 #

3 PM

Pool running 45:00 [3] 0.7 km (1:04:17 / km)

Would have preferred to do this in a country pool, but like the NT, country WA seems to regard any day below 30 as unacceptably cold for swimming and all the pools were closed for the season, so it had to wait for arrival in Perth. Ended up going to Victoria Park, this being the closest to East Perth where we're staying. Pleasant enough, although felt as if I took a long time to loosen up. Thought there might have been more people around given that it's school holidays.

The forecasts have been promising "winter is coming" with an ominousness more normally associated with Game of Thrones. It does look like a very significant cold outbreak for the time of year, perhaps even more so further south with a realistic chance of snow on the Stirlings (and an equally realistic chance of a sub-10 maximum somewhere, which would be a first for April in WA if it happens). Hoping, with some support from the models, that the heaviest rain will pass through before tomorrow's event starts.

I was wondering if I was going to get a sighting today of a critically endangered species, but it was only posters and an office of the Environment Minister in Merredin, not the Minister herself.

Wednesday Apr 17 #

7 AM

Run 40:00 [3] 6.7 km (5:58 / km)

A classic road trip run for me from Cocklebiddy - pick a random side track and do an out-and-back on it. (As it happens, this track ends up at Eyre, scene of one of my more noteworthy Nullarbor runs, but it's 56km away, not 12km like it was that time, and described in the notice at the roadhouse as "extreme 4WD"). Was pretty early in the day and didn't feel terribly awake, but the good news is that foot soreness vanished after the first two or three minutes and has not re-appeared.

Spent most of the rest of the day on the road, a lot more relaxed than the previous two days, getting closer and closer to civilisation before breaking out into farmland just short of our overnight stop of Southern Cross. Norseman's population has dropped by 50% from 2001 to 2016 and it looks like it, but it was still good to get some fruit for the first time in a couple of days (you can't take it across the WA border).

As it happens, an e-mail lobbed into my in-box today advertising Run Forrest: "Think undulating hills, flowing rivers, dense fern gullies and the cool, fresh air of the Ranges.". I think it reasonable to assume that this is the Victorian Forrest and not the WA one.

Not sure whether I should be amused or alarmed by the fact that the Institute of Public Affairs has called for a royal commission into my activities (not naming me personally, but it's my work they're referring to) as part of its election manifesto, along with such crowd-pleasing measures as selling the ABC.

Tuesday Apr 16 #

7 AM

Run 40:00 [3] 7.0 km (5:43 / km)

There's got to be something very 21st century about being woken up, when in one of the more remote places in the country, at 4am by a sound from my phone, which turned out to be a news alert about the Notre Dame fire (probably as well I didn't actually read it or I certainly wouldn't have got back to sleep).

Today's run was a novelty for more than its location. Forrest is a significant airport with two 1500-metre runways. Historically it was a refuelling stop in the days when planes didn't have the range to get across the Nullarbor, and still fills that role for light aircraft crossing Australia, but it's also big enough to be a viable emergency landing strip for anything up to 737s. (What would actually happen if a 737 did rock up is an open question; Forrest has no stairs to unload its passengers, and I suspect the fuel that gets brought in up the track on a road train every 3 months wouldn't be enough to refuel a 737, either). Presumably Airservices/CASA pay the airport a substantial retainer to be on standby as I can't see that it could possibly be a viable business otherwise.

The manager suggested I go for a run on the runways early in the morning (too early for any aircraft to put in an appearance). This seemed like a novelty worth taking up once (it would get pretty boring done regularly). The run was a bit sluggish but generally qualified as a fairly standard morning run. A little bit of right foot soreness (my standard outback driving overuse injury) wore off quickly; it's a bit worse tonight so will see how it feels tomorrow.

I didn't expect the drive out to be easy and it wasn't, although the first 5km were the worst of the lot (it wasn't just that I was getting tired and looking into the sun last night), and the last 40km into Eucla seemed a lot easier at the end than they did at the start. Car (and its tyres) held up fine. The remaining 280km of the day to Cocklebiddy seemed like the easiest thing we'd done in a long time - especially for me because I wasn't driving. (it was easier for Dad than it was last time he did it, in 1977, too - on that occasion we couldn't get accommodation at Madura and had to press on another 100km to Cocklebiddy at dusk, picking our way through the roos to do so).

Monday Apr 15 #

Note
(rest day)

Didn't plan to go out today and wouldn't really have had time for it, as we were on the road for most of the daylight hours.

I'd gone to bed last night not really expecting to get into Forrest given the large cloudband approaching them, but they only got 2mm overnight so we thought it was a goer. We'd been warned not to expect to average much over 20 km/h on the Eucla-Forrest track, so needed to be out of Ceduna at first light to be reasonably confident of making Forrest by darkness.

The track was certainly slow going - rocky for much of the way (the occasional clay pans were a definite relief) - but probably no worse than some of the tracks we use to get into orienteering parking areas, it's just that there was 125km of it. Took us about 5 hours in from the highway in the end. Still got to get out tomorrow, and those who've been following me for a while will know that that has been known to be an issue for me in the past, but as far as I can tell everything on the car is still intact, which certainly wasn't the case at the equivalent point of the ill-fated Kalumburu expedition.

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