Training Log Archive: richf

Almost 70 and sunny. With Bill, Paul, Shadow in Umstead State Park. Almost to the day of last years run, and the year before thtat, etc. Everyone having been up til 2 the night before we don't get around to running until there is barely enough time before the game. Paul moves the pacing on the climbs to a level that is severe. I had this coming though as I did this to them last year. The alcohol of the night before isn't helping me but we are on an even playing field.

Side note, Bill is down 35 pounds in the last year to drop to his junior year of college crew weight. He attributes this in part to quitting his EE office job to focus on being a builder and a dad. SOunds like a great plan.

Sadly I believe I am the slow man of the group. This isn't proven conclusively as Bill's mercifully twisted ankle causes dropping pace slightly and John (fresh off the Mt. Mitchell off road marathon) arriving just a little too late to join in. It confirms the suspicion that age isn't my problem. John agrees to join in for triangle giving us five of the former training party on board.

THere is some discusson of AR and MTB team relays but the four couple child count is 8 and growing.

Drive to raleigh. Night run in umstead with lights. Paul and all three dogs along. Some walking in and out. Would have gone farther but wanted to get back for the start of the Duke game.

An easy day with no running. Some aches are indicating this is the right move. 48 miles in the previous 7 days is a great total but a little much for my current weight and base maileage. For the first time in months I don't have to page down to see my name in training list. If I could get work to settle down and the wether to improve a bit I'll return to commuting on the bike next week.

MOst of the run after midnight.

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easy start for about 5. 20 at HR155-170 in the low 6's. cool down.
Hadn't planned to run that hard but the treadmill is in front of a mirror. I am forced to stare at the T-shirt I have grabbed and it is the last race in which I was first across a finish line. Sadly it's a 2001 race. If nothing it provided some motivationon on what is turning into an unbelievably crappy weather day immediately following yesterdays bump against 70.

High 60s. Lights and Shadow. A fantastic day.

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