Nothing I would call training, but a lot of time in the forest. Laurel wrangling in the morning, spread 7 loads of wood chips in the afternoon, and after that helped Zack cut down a couple of compromised trees, stack the tops for later chipping, and buck up the limbs and the useful part of the trunk for firewood.
10 AM
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In between laurel wrangling and wood chips, came in and baked a loaf of bread.
An hour and 20 minutes weeding in the vegetable garden.
11 AM
Kayak (Pedal kayak) 47:14 2.58 mi (18:18 / mi) +3m18:14 / mi ahr:78 max:158
Thought we were going to Stanclift Cove, but it was inexplicably closed, after being open yesterday. Although I have a theory. They said it was only going to be open to local residents, which is against CT law. So maybe they got shut down for that.
Anyway, we went to try out Winchester Lake instead. Nice place, not many people there, quite undeveloped. However, a lot of just submerged rocks and snags, and we banged the foot paddles on one and bent them a bit. So if I go back it will be with conventional kayak paddles.
3 PM
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Zack found this guy in the basement and vacuumed him up with a dustbuster.
He was then humanely released, more or less, in the yard.
The verdict according to my friend Jay is that he is a dark fishing spider. Large and a little scary looking but relatively harmless. Or perhaps, given the size, I should say she. Females are twice the size of males in the fishing spider game.
Bunch of yard work today, grass cutting, power washing the mowers, weeding in the garden.
3 PM
Running19:16 1.25 mi (15:25 / mi) +28m14:24 / mi ahr:136 max:165
This was a test to see how the achilles is doing. I had first tweaked it toward the end of the Billygoat about a month ago, but then it calmed down after a couple of days. Did it again Monday at Huntington and it was quite a bit sorer. Not ready for o yet, but it was fine at this very slow pace.
Rowing Machine8:53 [3] 2.0 km (4:27 / km) shoes: 2020 Merrell Trail Glove 5
Hike28:55 1.28 mi (22:35 / mi) +29m21:08 / mi ahr:103 max:121
Out with Rhonda. A little damp in the woods, but looks like it will be heating up soon.
4 PM
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I had run the brush mower over the trail to the little pond, and also about 3/4 of the way around it. Nice, because things were about 18” high. Anyway, I took Rhonda for a little excursion to show it off, and from the back of the pond I could see the hillside across where Zack and I cut out a lot of laurel in the winter and it looked like it wouldn’t be too hard to get there. A little adventure. Anyway, off we went through the marsh, being careful where I stepped. Rhonda Made a little exclamation from behind and I looked around to see her with one leg in a hole, all the way up to the top. She scrambled out, none the worse for wear, but maybe we won’t walk through there again, or at least not until we forget what happened.