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Training Log Archive: CleverSky

In the 7 days ending May 18:

activity # timemileskm+m
  orienteering2 3:17:36 11.73(16:51) 18.87(10:28) 72440 /46c86%
  pedaling2 2:17:33 31.98(4:18) 51.47(2:40) 461
  hiking2 53:17 2.81(18:58) 4.52(11:47) 86
  Total5 6:28:26 46.52(8:21) 74.87(5:11) 127240 /46c86%
  [1-5]5 6:28:17

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Saturday May 18 #

12 PM

orienteering race 59:47 intensity: (9 @0) + (9:10 @1) + (2:41 @3) + (32:25 @4) + (15:22 @5) *** 6.19 km (9:40 / km) +118m 8:49 / km
ahr:135 max:155 spiked:17/21c (injured) shoes: Icebug Zeal OLX

Lee Town Forest, Green, 4.7 km, 7th. Nice little map! Kind of jogged around this, though the HR seems to indicate I was working harder. I felt like I had a miss on #3, climbed too early at a cliff I hadn't noticed om the map. Definite errors on #10 and #13, on the first I might have seen the control more than a minute sooner if I had glanced to the right, but I was incorrectly expecting it to be closer to the marsh. On #13 I just left the trail too soon. I also thought I lost time on #19, but SA says I lost a bit on #20, which I thought I did fine. Cool that Tony Federer and Kari came out for this, Tony said that they used to live across the street, and Kari attended the elementary school where the start/finish was.


Friday May 17 #

2 PM

pedaling (cross bike) 1:26:10 intensity: (18:16 @1) + (28:19 @2) + (26:30 @3) + (13:05 @4) 33.83 km (2:33 / km) +285m 2:27 / km
ahr:123 max:146 (injured)

Townsend Harbor and West Groton, with some detours. I got around to putting the new tires on the Cannondale (the rubber on the old ones was starting to split), which was pretty hard because they were new and the beads aren't stretched out yet. This included a stop for over an hour to visit Ruth Doolan, which isn't that entertaining, but maybe if I get to be 96 somebody will come visit me.

Thursday May 16 #

(injured) (rest day)

No exercise per se, but I did spend an hour or so walking around Riverside Cemetery figuring out what needs to be rearranged on the maps.

Still a bit of clicking from the knee, but 99% of the time there's no pain at all.

Wednesday May 15 #

6 PM

hiking (pavement) 45:45 [1] 4.06 km (11:17 / km) +33m 10:50 / km
ahr:93 max:111 (injured) shoes: Nike React Miler2

Around the block, and a little. The initial drop and climb had the knee feeling very wonky indeed, enough so that I debated whether to continue. It wasn't so bad on the flat, so I kept going but decided not to do the part through The Woodlands. Definitely relaxed pace.

Tuesday May 14 #

3 PM

pedaling (road bike) 51:23 intensity: (16:58 @1) + (15:00 @2) + (15:12 @3) + (4:13 @4) 17.64 km (2:55 / km) +176m 2:46 / km
ahr:119 max:145 (injured)

Shortish loop to the south and east. My knee was feeling surprisingly better, so I figured a little biking would be okay, didn't want to miss an absolutely beautiful day. Less than 10 minutes in, I heard something and got the unfortunately familiar sensation of a flat tire. I had a fairly convenient spot to fix it, under a big lilac bush in bloom (so wonderfully fragrant!). The culprit was easy to find, a corroded piece of iron about the diameter of a bicycle spoke and exactly an inch long (part of a nail?) that was driven all the way into the tire so that it was flush. Don't know how that could have happened, unless it was somehow stuck in a crack in the pavement such that it was vertical. I managed the repair with the little shorty pump that fits into my jersey pocket, because I'm still waiting for the return of my frame pump from the people who I lent a bike to a year ago.

So, now I had no spare tube, should I just head home? Nah, gotta live a little, so I continued on the ride I had planned.

Later, our streak of domination at Trivia ended. We got totally hammered early on, but then rallied at the end to come in only tied for last place instead of totally in the cellar (and a couple of other teams were only a few points ahead). But we cashed in the six gift cards that we'd accumulated, which really took the waitress by surprise. Just about covered food and drinks and dessert for all six of us.

Monday May 13 #

(injured) (rest day)

The left knee has progressed from "wonky" to somewhat closer to "ruined". I'm hoping that just means temporarily ruined. I think it's been this bad in the past, and got better. Clicking when I straighten it. No pain whatsoever most of the time (when sitting, lying down, or walking), but it doesn't feel very strong or stable. We'll see what some rest does for it, and I was planning on resting today anyway.

Dropped Nancy off at the airport tonight, she'll shortly be on her way to Venice, and then the Balkans.

Sunday May 12 #

10 AM

hiking (trails) 7:32 intensity: (3:15 @1) + (2:05 @2) + (2:12 @3) 0.46 km (16:14 / km) +53m 10:18 / km
ahr:118 max:136 shoes: Inov-8 Oroc 280 #2 (red)

Walk to the start.

orienteering race 2:17:49 intensity: (49 @1) + (9 @2) + (6:34 @3) + (1:05:48 @4) + (1:04:29 @5) *** 12.69 km (10:52 / km) +607m 8:46 / km
ahr:146 max:165 spiked:23/25c shoes: Inov-8 Oroc 280 #2 (red)

Gunstock, Billygoat, 10.8 km, 480 m, 26th. This went quite well.
With the crowd for the first bunch. Stopped briefly (as did a number of others) to see if Bridget needed help when she went down on the first leg. Went straight though the woods on #2 when some others climbed on the ski slope, which I doubt helped much. Right fork on #3, as most did, I remain baffled as to how one would do the route from the right #3 to #4.
Death march on #4 (though much less steep than the climb on the other fork option). Steve Tarry was with us at #4, having skipped #2. Joe led the way on #5 through the green, which wasn't bad at a walking pace. I had decided to skip #6 to save climb, although to be honest it only saved 3-4 lines, and probably wasn't a great choice (but nothing looked that great). Several others in my vicinity did likewise, and we did make great time on the trail run to #7.
#8 was one of the ones I'm considering to be an error. I was a tad high and to the right, and got to the ski trail beyond the control and hooked back in. Others did as well, but I think on purpose in their case. Not much time lost.
Leaving #9, I commented out loud that there was no good way to get to #10, and Jon Campbell replied "Fact". I managed a pretty good route, although I was pretty fuzzy as to where I was when approaching the control, and I was glad there were a bunch of others in my vicinity. Approaching #11 I started feeling like I was punching above my weight, as I was in with a crowd of people who I figured to be faster than me (although they may have all had a skip still available). Leaving #12, there were a lot of people around, and most wisely headed for the trail, but Jon was ahead of me and going straight, so I followed. Some others came along that way as well, including Joe Brautigam. At some point I asked Joe, "We're still looking for #13, right?", because the hillside was confusing and for all I knew I might have run right past people punching (as Ernst nearly did back at #11).
Leaving #13 I was both doing the navigating, and somewhat confused. I seemed like some people were going right on the jeep trail (skipping #14?), but I just went up. I know Jimmy Burnham was around, and also Ernst (though he took the ski trail down and skipped #14), and Balter and Andrei Dolgov, who I'd been seeing pretty consistently for a long time, were also there. I did know exactly where I was coming into #14, and I made really good time tearing down the ski slope to #15.
I stopped to drink my Ethan-All at the aid station, which let my cohort get a little ahead, and Joe said "See ya!" as he headed off with three girls to skip #16. I had my crowd just about in sight up ahead, but they were coming back out of #16 as I was going in. But I opted to go east and took the lower, eastern trail which was straighter and I think a little flatter, and just about caught back up to them. The climb up to #17 wasn't too bad, and although I had heard someone say that the rocky descent to #18 looked worth avoiding, it was actually pretty fast running.
Balter commented at some point in here something about not wanting to face J-J in the finish chute, but I felt like I was barely hanging on, and I'd be happy to have any of Balter/Burnham/Dolgov/Linder still in sight at the end. I saved a bit of time as those guys were running around the trail switchbacks leaving #18 by just going straight. Approaching #19, I was looking for the landmarks I'd memorized when I saw Alex and Ari coming out of the control on my way to #17, so I knew just when to leave the trail.
The route to #19 crossed the trail, and just after I went into the woods, I caught my left shin on a hidden wire and went down hard. Jimmy was just to my right and it got him as well, and we were able to yell a warning to Ernst. I think my bad left knee must have come down on a rock, because I got a laceration, and that was not a good place for an injury. #20 was also a small error, as I knew right where I was when I crossed the trail, I saw the marsh, but then went just a hair too far left and had to turn back to get to the rootstock (the fall surely took more time than that did). I think I went straighter than the pack did on #21, but I was the caboose at this point.
I hadn't looked that closely at the rest of the course at this point, but my sense was that it was kind of a Yellow course, just a trail run with some controls a few steps off, but that wasn't really true. (I had considered #23 to be a possible skip, and in retrospect, it might not have been a bad choice, though nobody did it). For the crowd I was in, though, the aggressive straight-line approach was the order of the day. I summoned up the wisdom of the late (I'm assuming) John Barrington and just headed for the first stream crossing, splashed right through, got soaked, and didn't worry about getting wet from that point on. I'm not sure if I crossed the stream seven times or nine, but I pretty much ignored it as an obstacle. Andrei and I were mostly leading the way through here, I think, as far as #24.
Leaving #24, we climbed up to the ski trail, and at the fork Andrei stopped and didn't seem to know where he was. I said "Go right!", and ran past him. Erik Andersson was at #25, and he and I led the way out. We went through the ski arena, and I had it in my head that there would be some running on pavement, but it was actually the loose gravel road next to it. Ernst and Jimmy overtook us on the climb up, and I got a little ahead of Erik.
We passed a couple of high school girls who were on the Kid at the control, and then it was a mad dash to the finish. I still had some gas in me, but so did Jimmy and Ernst, and we were flying. The splits have me three seconds behind Jimmy and tied with Ernst, but Ernst punched at the right-hand box, which must have running been just a tad faster, because he was clearly there before I was. I had just been trying to stay ahead of Andrei, Erik, and Balter, the first two of whom were 4 and 9 seconds back, and Balter came in a couple of minutes later. What I didn't realize until later was that Nancy, Nicole and Ethan were ahead of me in the chute, and if I'd been watching, I might have seen them finish.

Not a bad placing for me, and not a bad time, either. And I'm not a physical wreck afterwards, though I'm definitely banged up and we'll see how I feel in the next few days. SA has me at about six minutes in time lost, but about 1/3 of that looks like time spent drinking at water stops, and another 25% is between checking on Bridget and tripping over the wire. Strangely, it also shows a bit of time loss on a couple of controls where my placing on the leg was quite good, and no time loss on the last control, when it was bad. My 36th shirt moves me into sole possession of 4th place on that metric, with the three people ahead of me all being at least nine years my senior (only half of the people in the top ten earned shirts this year, and only one of the next ten and six of the fifty after that).


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