Training Log Archive: RLShadow

Walk/run on the Hojack Trail, with Homer. GPS said 142 feet of climb which is obviously hogwash on the flat-ish Hojack, so I overrode it and put in 30 feet which I think is reasonable.

45 seconds walking, 1:15 running, repeated.

Knee felt OK. About halfway through, my average pace was a little over 12 min/mile, so I set a goal to get below 12/mile for the workout, and I did that with room to spare.

Indoor pickleball at the Webster Rec center. 7 people -- Cheryl, Mae, Jayne, Rich, Kathie, Susan, and me.

I gave myself an intensity of 2 instead of 1 because I played two mini-games of singles, which is certainly a more respectable workout than doubles.

Another Powder Mills pre-mapping visit, to walk some more trails to obtain GPS tracks. Homer tagged along.

At Webster Park, with just 3 of us: Cheryl, Robin, and me. We played some 2 vs 1, then played some singles. I was playing pretty badly overall. Hope I can resume right-handed playing at some point, where I'm at least marginally competent.

Front yard. It really needed it, as it had grown very erratically (long in some spots, nearly non-existent in others). At least it now looks better, from a distance anyway.

Walk with Homer, to the next street and around the block. More to check out my GPS to see if it's functioning (it seems to be, although one button barely works, the "down" button of the "up/down" pair of buttons -- of any buttons to stop working, one of the "up/down" pair would be the best choice vs any of the others). It was quite balky at picking up satellites, but that happens on occasion, plus the last time it viewed satellites it was in SW PA, and I'm sure they "look different" from up here.

1.5 hours of painting garage trim at the Marion St. house.

C • Marion NY? 2

45 seconds of running, 1:15 of walking, repeated. In the Ohiopyle area, from our daughter's house. GPS still on the fritz. Gmap track:
http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=5599643

Rafting on the Upper Yough! Class IV and V rapids, with a few class III for a bit of a break.

http://wilderness-voyageurs.com/upperyough.html

Andrea's b/f Brian has been trying to talk me into doing this for a few years now, but I've been quite apprehensive. He finally persuaded me, how I'm not so sure. My son Greg was also along on this trip. I was in Brian's raft (which is about the only way I would allow myself to be talked into it, as I have the utmost confidence in him as a river guide and whitewater expert), Greg was in another raft. It was every bit as exciting and overwhelming as I had suspected, but it WAS fun and I survived, w/o going overboard at all.

Greg didn't fair quite as well; he went overboard on a Class V rapid. I saw the whole thing as Brian's raft was the first one down and positioned off to the side, below the rapid, as a safety/rescue raft. Fortunately, Greg managed to grab a rock not too far from where he fell in. Brian lept into action, getting our raft very secured, then throwing a rescue rope to Greg, which he caught, and was eventually reeled in, through some vigorous currents, to our raft.

He was OK, just a scrape on one elbow, and he didn't seem too panicked by the whole thing, as I would have been. For one thing, he's only 28, less than half my age, and for another thing, he's a certified lifeguard and therefore not as prone to panicking in such a situation as I almost for sure would have been. When we got him safely into our raft, I told him "I hate to say this, but better you than me!"

The intensity of 5 that I gave this outing isn't so much for physical exertion, although we did paddle very hard at times, but more for a continued state of exhilaration/apprehension mixed with some fear.

All in all, though, a very exciting and enjoyable afternoon!

We got off the river a little after 5 pm, had a bit to eat, got changed, and hit the road home (Cheryl, Greg, and me), getting back home at 12:45 am.