Training Archive: PGIn the 7 days ending 2007-06-30:
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Saturday Jun 30 | ||
| run/hike (with pack, 7 pounds) 2:26:52 [2] | |
| weight:131lbs shoes: Montrail | ||
| Went up to Dubuque SF in Hawley (about 45 minutes NW of home) with Phil for some rogaine training (as opposed to rogaine practice, which involves search and rescue with a little white ball).
I hadn't been there before. I'm not sure if it had anything to do with the fact that I knew the guy the forest was named for, Ken Dubuque, and had a rather low opinion of him. When he died they named this state forest after him. He was the regional director out here for whatever the state department of parks/forests was called at that time, this was in the mid-70s. The reason I met him was that he refused to give permission to hold a local O' meet at one of the state forests in his district. It was something new and he just didn't want to deal with it. Since the meet was already scheduled and the map (black and white) was already made -- yeah, I know it's generally a good idea to get permission first -- this was not good. So I called up the folks at the NEOC central office, those being the days when NEOC had some pizzazz, to see if there were any suggestions as to how to proceed, only to find out that the club had an in with the state director of that very same department, and lo and behold, within a couple of days we had our permission for that meet, and any future ones too! But I never did change my opinion of Mr. Dubuque.... So anyway, we did a nice tour of the forest (mathematically I think the route is just a figure-8 with a stick on the end, I numbered the order we came to various intersections). All on dirt roads, or crappy dirt roads (chewed up by either logging or horse traffic), or very nice trails, or rather indistinct trails. But real good overall. Felt crappy to start, no energy, almost a little faint-headed, figured it was probably low blood sugar, so after we turned back uphill at #2, I ate an energy bar (Go-Lean, an excellent name, and the chocolate almond bar is very tasty too) and drank a bunch. And pretty soon felt much better. Until towards the end, when my insides were making more noise than the water sloshing around in my Camelback and one achilles/calf was complaining just a little. So I took my time the last few minutes while Phil went zipping off ahead. Nice day, not aware of any FDFs even though there were a dozen or so playing dead on the back of my hat. Wouldn't have guessed the thought of FDFs could bring such joy. Maybe the acronym ought to be revised to stand for "Fabulous Deer Flies".... :-) | ||
Friday Jun 29 | ||
| biking 1:09:15 [3]20.3 mi (3:24 / mi) | |
| weight:132lbs | ||
| Decided last night that I would go out for an early bike ride -- it's so easy to "decide" things like that well in advance, when you don't actually have to do it for some time -- but this time I actually got out the door by 7 after half a breakfast. Very pleasant, not much traffic, cool enough to need an extra long-sleeve shirt, the only thing missing were the legs. Maybe too much of my blood was hanging out around my stomach working on breakfast? And isn't training just as useful even if the legs aren't lively? I mean, you're still doing the work.
The one really nice thing about going out early is that for the rest of the day you can relax, knowing you've already done the day's training. Or, possibly, you can daydream about what the second training for the day might be.... The G is soaring. Too much pizza last night. Four more days like that and it will be 140. Well, at least that should quiet the comments about scrawny legs and wasting away. :-) | ||
| trail running 31:26 [3] | |
| shoes: Montrail | ||
| George e Lynn e Rick e Susie e Dave e Barb sono tutto fuori in Italia da funzionare ?nel dei di 5 Giorni Forti," ed io desiderano che Gail ed io stavano andando perché eravamo nella zona tre anni fa per WMOC ed era realmente divertimento, tranne l'intossicazione alimentare?.
Ritenendo, quindi, piuttosto nello spirito italiano, odierna seconda entrata di addestramento sarà in italiano, la cortesia dei traduttori dell'asso a Google -- Fino alla linea elettrica ed alla parte posteriore?. : -) Realmente, potrebbe scaturire è denominato odierno quarto addestramento, sì, realmente, quarto, se contate una sessione piacevole di pratica di rogaine con Charlie, la N. ricca e Gail alle sporgenze, non neppure guastate (tranne molto temporaneamente) dalla perdita di D1 del relativo senso di senso. O forse il difetto si trova non nel D1s ma in noi stessi? In modo che siano un tempo esteso sui piedi ed anche un senso che l'azione correttiva era necessaria, in modo da la I dirige alla gamma ed alle sfere martellate fino a che non non cominci comportarsi e tutti hanno andato dove stavo mirando. Il punto in cui, me abbastanza mellow e D1 fumare caldo, I dirigono indietro a casa per ottenere in un a breve scadenza appena prima che oscurità. Poiché devo cominciare fare un certo funzionamento legittimo se progetto fare orienteering affatto decent in qualunque momento in avvenire. Rapporto di FDF -- appena soltanto critter solo. Li abbiamo puliti tutti fuori? O la parola ha uscito, soggiorno via dalla gente in cappelli blu? Il uno o il altro senso, i legno era bello ed i piedini hanno ritenuto buon grazioso. --------- OK, so you can't read Italian.... :-) George and Lynn, and Rick and Susie, and Dave and Barb are all off to Italy to run in the "5 Giorni dei Forti," and I wish Gail and I were going because we were in the area three years ago for WMOC and it was really fun, except for the food poisoning.... Feeling, therefore, somewhat in the Italian spirit, today's second training entry will be in Italian, courtesy of the ace translators at Google -- Up to the power line and back.... :-) Actually, it might well be called today's fourth training, yes, really, fourth, if you count a pleasant session of rogaine practice with Charlie, Rich N., and Gail at The Ledges, not even spoiled (except very temporarily) by the D1's loss of its sense of direction. Or maybe the fault lies not in the D1s but in ourselves? So that was an extended time on the feet, and also a sense that remedial action was needed, so I headed to the range and pounded balls until they started behaving and all went where I was aiming. At which point, me quite mellow and the D1 smoking hot, I headed back home to get in a short run just before dark. Since I do have to start doing some legitimate running if I plan to do any decent orienteering anytime in the future. FDF report -- just only lonely critter. Have we wiped them all out? Or has the word gotten out, Stay away from the people in blue hats? Either way, the woods were lovely and the legs felt pretty good. | ||
| C • italiano 3 | ||
Thursday Jun 28 | ||
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| weight:130lbs | ||
| Forgot to add my AOWN moment from yesterday. Coming home mid-afternoon, about a half mile down the street, no other traffic, I sort of notice a squirrel on the grass to the left of the street, and sort of notice a cat, and then the squirrel is doing what squirrels do best, which is to dart out into oncoming traffic, except this squirrel is being chased by the cat. And they are moving very fast, and right into my path. I jam on the brakes -- it is not pleasant to nail a squirrel, despite what you may think of squirrels, and getting a cat is really, really bad -- and all I can think is I'm going to get them both.... :-(
But at the last moment the squireel does an incredibly fast u-turn, and the cat just hangs in there to do the same, though it looked like its claws were just barely getting enough traction on the pavement, and I think I missed them both by about 2 feet. Were I not an orienteer, and truly At One With Nature, I'm sure I would have nailed them. | ||
Wednesday Jun 27 | ||
| run/hike (with pack, 7 pounds) 53:04 [2] | |
| slept:6.0 weight:130lbs shoes: Montrail | ||
| Much more satisfied with my behavior today. At some point early in the process the phrase, "You are what you are" popped into my mind, and that got me thinking the right way. So I had a nice round, finished up with an all-world up-and-down on the 18th (under the branches, over the junk to a fast green with a big slope going away from me, just don't ask about the shot before...), if you gave me 100 more tries I wouldn't do it again. Had a chance to play with a guy who was really good, he finished 2-2 (par was 4-3). Nice to see how it is supposed to be done.
Miserably hot, so feeling quite wiped, put off the run/hike until after dinner, but then the weather was looking very iffy. Storms all around, moving west to east, made me really glad I wasn't up there in a plane, and not too sure I wanted to be out at all. 
But the plan called for exercise. Biking seemed unwise, as did a trip to the top of Toby, so I drove over to the gate and did repeats to the top of the ridge and back, walking up, running back. That way i figured I was never more than 5 minutes from the car if the boomers started in earnest. Planned 5 repeats. Quite dark even on the first one, pulled out the headlamp for the trip down (just holding it in my hand, had version 2a on the head and it is not yet headlamp compatible), still tweaked my right ankle once. Back up again, lots of rumbles of thunder but nothing close, saw a bunch of fireflies but virtually no FDF action. Back down, no light this time, tweaked the ankle twice. Not good. Back up for the third time, more thunder rolls, still just one FDF kill, back down, ankle ok. Back up for th fourth time, still darker, starting to rain as I got to the top of the ridge, hustled down as the rain got a little stronger. Better stop know, I thought, be safe, so I headed for the little parking lot, though I did notice the rain was easing up. And on the way home, the sky was lightening. Somehow the storm had gone from my west to my east without actually bothering me at all..... 
Good fortune, maybe because I behaved myself today? Version 2a report -- 3 strips of duct tape from side to side across the top and back. Not much FDF activity, 2 kills, not bothered by them at all, once again.... :-) Will save tape and sticky stuff for next outing. lap 1: 8:27 up, 4:56 down lap 2: 8:28, 4:54 lap 3: 8:23, 4:48 lap 4: 8:25, 4:44 | ||
| C • bad behavior 8 | ||
| C • headlamp-compatible 6 | ||
Tuesday Jun 26 | ||
| hike (with pack, 7 pounds) 1:00:43 [2]4.1 mi (14:48 / mi) | |
| slept:6.0 shoes: Montrail | ||
| I was quite unappy with myself after today, and after yesterday too, more specifially unhappy with my behavior, despite the fact that it was wicked hot, and I've head a headache for 36 hours. But no excuses, it was time for penance. So I headed out the door after dinner for another trip up Toby, this time up the long route and back the short way. A good quick pace all the way, trying to break an hour, didn't quite do that, but got just over 4 mph if Phil's distance measuemnt of 4.1 is to be believed. The steep sections are shorter this way so I don't think the pulse got much over 150, but it is still good exercise.
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| trail running (with pack, 7 pounds) 21:07 [3]2.6 mi (8:07 / mi) | |
| shoes: Montrail | ||
| And then back down the direct way, more aggressively down the first steep, rocky part (650' drop in 5:38), then keeping up a good pace the rest of the way home. Pulse at the end about 165. Totally soaked in sweat.
Up via pink and blue, down via pink. | ||
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| C • Awesome! 17 | ||
Monday Jun 25 | ||
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| slept:3.5 weight:130.5lbs | ||
| I forgot, in the entry about the trip to visit mom, that there was more family there, namely my sister and her husband. Both are shorter than me, my sister by quite a lot, and I would guess (conservatively) that both would hit the scales at a minimum of 2G. I have no expectation of either ever doing anything remotely close to orienteering....
Continuing my rogaine training by getting up at 2:30 am. Not planned, but if you're awake.... | ||
Sunday Jun 24 | ||
| biking 1:29:33 [3]24.8 mi (3:37 / mi) | |
| Back home, bike ride to Whately and Conway, quite breezy, wind always in my face or so it seemed. Not much zip in the legs, surprised me as I was definitely well rested. | ||
| Note | |
| And then a fast round of rogaine practice, 2 hours 15 minutes, walking very briskly. This is actually useful training, especially when there is also other training done before or after, but it still isn't getting logged. Unless I start running between shots.... | ||
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