Training Archive: PGIn the 7 days ending 2008-07-12:
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Saturday Jul 12 | ||
| Event: CENTRAL NEW YORK ROGAINE XVIII | ||
| rogaining 12:00:00 [2] | |
| CNYO rogaine with Barb.
Remarkable on several fronts -- No blisters. Bought new shoes on Wednesday, broke them in during a round of rogaine practice of Thursday, and they turned out great. Further refinement of the sophisticated O' technique called "winging it." "Winging it" is a combination of precision map reading, precision compass, precision pace counting, all done at night, and -- here's the key point -- when the starting position is unknown. Several successful uses of this skill, possibly helped by a dash of good luck. A very pleasant 15-20 minutes spent lying on my back in the rain at about 3 am while Barb tended to her ailing digestive system. The essence of a rogaine where the key word was "relaxed." Very excellent company once again, including her most truly excellent spiking of a night control that I had given up hope on. A lot of fun. Massive overdosing of caffeine, given my very light intake over the last couple of years, including half a vintage caffeine pill (no idea what the dose was, but it was a big pill) during the "lying on my back" time out, when I was feeling just a little too relaxed, plus a full pill plus a couple of sodas for the drive home. A split decision with the FDFs -- the usual shut-out in my favor on Saturday, but then the blue cap had to be de-blued when the headlamp came out, so Sunday I was out there naked, so to speak, and results were reminiscent of the old days before the blue caps. Not pretty. A clear loss to a marauder of the night air, the sweet and harmless looking but incredibly irritating moth. Yup, plain old moths, though I believe they now deserve to be called MFMs. Must have had a score or two buzzing me for much of the night. Sounds quite benign, in actuality quite dreadful. Yeah, I know the easy fix, just turn off the headlamp.... I'll post a map tomorrow. | ||
| C • FDF 9 | ||
Thursday Jul 10 | ||
| Note | |
| No training today other than a bit of last-minute rogaine practice just to sharpen my skills.
And then back to the urologist again, this time for a longer talk about options. The good news is that there are (relatively) good options, meaning in his opinion that the cancer can be cured so that I will eventually croak from something else. :-) So one option not recommended is to do nothing, which would make sense if I was older and/or in worse health. The basic choices are a couple of different kinds of radiation (external or seeds), or surgery, plus there are hormonal treatments, plus some folks would tell you if you just eat the right things or take the right supplements you will cure everything, plus of course you can just pray (but that probably wouldn't work in Massachusetts because we have gay marriage, at least that's what I assume Rev. Pat would say....). So none of this is very appealing, though I have a feeling that I can deal with it, I think. The problem is, what do you choose. You can listen to what doctors say, you can read the research, you can see what other people's experiences have been, you can look at the odds, you can try to weigh things according to what you feel and think and want... And you still don't/won't know if you made the right choice. Until it's too late to change. So the next appointment will be with a radiation specialist to see what he says. Today's appointment was with a surgeon, but he wasn't pushing surgery, he was just optimistic that I had several options, any of which would cure things. And I should remember to be glad that I seem to have several (relatively) good options rather than no good options at all. | ||
| C • All we get are educated gue... 4 | ||
Wednesday Jul 9 | ||
| nautilus 50:00 [1] | |
| Having more trouble than ever getting things done, it seems. Such as the list of e-mails that need to be answered....
On the other hand, did manage to get plane reservation to go to Laramie, though only figure on being in Laramie for maybe Friday, Saturday, Sunday. Will spend a few days beforehand somewhere in the mountains, haven't figured that out yet. No more training before this weekend's rogaine.... | ||
Tuesday Jul 8 | ||
| trail running 1:46:19 [3] | |
| shoes: Asics trail | ||
| Tuesday evening Mt. Toby group, had my doubts about the wisdom of going given the heat, humidity, and bad air, but did, and made it around, though (perhaps wisely) the pace was on the slow side and the legs were feeling a bit tenderized by the end. Carried and drank one bottle of Gatorade, still lost 5 and a half pounds.
Ran the whole climb up South Mt. road, but walked a little more than usual up the steep section by the S curves. There was no choice. Will take it easy now until the rogaine this weekend, and hope to take that at a relatively relaxed pace too, as it is supposed to be in the 90s. | ||
| C • 5.5 lbs 5 | ||
Monday Jul 7 | ||
| nautilus 50:00 [1] | |
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| road running 34:01 [4]4.34 mi (7:49 / mi) | |
| shoes: Montrail #2 | ||
| Well, this training was about 14 hours later than originally planned. While putting off training, and putting it off some more, is not uncommon for me, this may be a record.
The original thought was that it was time to go to the track, since various conflicts had me missing the last couple of Thursday sessions and I will be missing the one this week too. And with more of the sultry weather, it seemed unlikely that I would summon the willpower in the heat of the day. So the plan was to do it before my morning walk, which meant leaving the house at about 6. Woke at 5:45, thought about it for a little while, just couldn't handle it, rolled over and snoozed a little longer. Plan B, going after the morning walk, no way, it was miserably hot and the track has no shade, so I went to the gym instead. Plan C was to go late afternoon or early evening, but early evening I had a soda, the last of the chocolate cookies (every single one of them certified as delicious), and settled in to watch the bike race. By the time that was over it was about 8, too late to go to the track, too late to run, checked the weather anyway to see if things had cooled off at all, nope, still 80 and dewpoint of 70. Checked AP, saw that Phil had logged some training, and, no kidding, that was just the right thing to read, if he can get out then so can I, no more than 5 minutes later I was out the door. Old Amherst Road loop in town, almost totally flat. Didn't really feel so bad out, almost pleasant. Figured I had about 30 minutes of daylight, maybe a touch more, so I headed off at a steady pace, seemed to be about 8:30. And then slowly picked it up, felt really quite good, then picked it up some more and was moving good at the end, about 7:15 pace, and still feeling like I had another gear left. Excellent, days like that are few and far between. | ||
Sunday Jul 6 | ||
| trail running 47:32 [3]5.2 mi (9:08 / mi) | |
| shoes: Montrail #2 | ||
| Pocumtuck Ridge in Deerfield, one of those outings when in retrospect the hardest part absolutely was just getting going. Early afternoon, hot, humid (dewpoint 66), been on my feet all morning already, knew if I just drove home I'd never manage to make it out the door. Still, I sat in the car for 10 or 15 minutes putting it off.
When I actually got going, it wasn't so bad. It's gently uphill on the way out, nothing bad, and the legs felt OK and it didn't even feel so hot. And before too long I was at the turn-around point, and before much longer I was done, and that wasn't so hard. And it feels so nice to be done. Back home, I can verify that at least half of the cookies are (were) definitely delicious. If I keep up this pace, I should be able to check out the rest of them within another 24 hours. Hard work, but someone has to do it. | ||
| C • It didn't have to be like this... 5 | ||