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Thursday Jun 3, 2010 #
6 PM
Orienteering race (Sprint) 15:53 [3] * 2.3 km (6:54 / km) +45m 6:17 / km
spiked:12/12c rhr:60 slept:5.0 weight:158lbs shoes: Vavrys - studded rubber cleats
Sprint 1 of FASTO 3 - Season 2 - Camp Freidlander
I was excited. 1.5 miles. Ha. I've been running 4 and 5 miles on a daily basis. The distance will not be a factor. The questions are pain control and speed.
I went out as fast as I could. I tried to keep the pace up. That wasn't really possible. My level of fitness is still rather low. I ran at a constant effort level instead of a constant speed. I nailed every control.
1 - 2 - 3 - 4 went down without a problem and at high speed, I think. 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 were boring and hard trying to keep up the speed, running in an open field in full sun. Crossing the same terrain four times. Yuck.
9 - 10 - 11 - 12 I felt my energy drain. Speed was gone. But on the bright side, there was no pain, no despair. It was fun
7 PM
Orienteering race (Sprint) 21:45 [3] *** 2.5 km (8:42 / km) +70m 7:38 / km
spiked:12/12c shoes: Vavrys - studded rubber cleats
Sprint 2 of FASTO 3 - Season 2.
I waited a good 30 minutes before going back out. The first course left me winded and soaking wet. The heat and humidity were a factor. Katie Williams, 15, designed and set the courses. It tickles me that she has taken this on. I have been working with her for 5 years. She is taking a healthy interest this season in improving herself. When she gets back from this summers O trip out west, I expect she will be pumped. I can't wait to see it.
The second course was longer, thicker, and down and back up some hills. I was no longer fresh, so I suspect my speed would be a bit slower. I am typically very dependent upon my compass, but on this course I noticed I was using the map only. This lent to some confusion coming out of control 2 as I tried to repeatedly cross a finger of the lake, believing it was the correct direction to go. It was funny. I could see the lake. But I kept turning to it. I knew it was wrong. But some part of my brain could not get oriented. I had to ignore my brain and believe my eyes. It really felt weird. It only slowed me a bit. Maybe 10 seconds.
I was tired early on. By control 4, I am drained and pushing myself as hard as I could. An observer may have thought I was out for a simple stroll.
Coming out of 9 I looked for an indistinct trail. There was one on the map that looked handy. Yet, not finding one, I noticed I was standing still with out a backup plan. The little brain power I could muster ruled out both the left and right routes. Some voice in my head said go straight ahead. My eyes reported "No!" Looking at a wall of thick vegetation, I think I stood there for 10 seconds. Finally, I told my feet to pick a dog gone direction and go. I went right. I made it to 10. Who wrote these programs we live with?
Finishing both courses was fun. I like our Thursday night Sprint series. Its nice to see all of the others. Its great to push ourselves.
I waited a good 30 minutes before going back out. The first course left me winded and soaking wet. The heat and humidity were a factor. Katie Williams, 15, designed and set the courses. It tickles me that she has taken this on. I have been working with her for 5 years. She is taking a healthy interest this season in improving herself. When she gets back from this summers O trip out west, I expect she will be pumped. I can't wait to see it.
The second course was longer, thicker, and down and back up some hills. I was no longer fresh, so I suspect my speed would be a bit slower. I am typically very dependent upon my compass, but on this course I noticed I was using the map only. This lent to some confusion coming out of control 2 as I tried to repeatedly cross a finger of the lake, believing it was the correct direction to go. It was funny. I could see the lake. But I kept turning to it. I knew it was wrong. But some part of my brain could not get oriented. I had to ignore my brain and believe my eyes. It really felt weird. It only slowed me a bit. Maybe 10 seconds.
I was tired early on. By control 4, I am drained and pushing myself as hard as I could. An observer may have thought I was out for a simple stroll.
Coming out of 9 I looked for an indistinct trail. There was one on the map that looked handy. Yet, not finding one, I noticed I was standing still with out a backup plan. The little brain power I could muster ruled out both the left and right routes. Some voice in my head said go straight ahead. My eyes reported "No!" Looking at a wall of thick vegetation, I think I stood there for 10 seconds. Finally, I told my feet to pick a dog gone direction and go. I went right. I made it to 10. Who wrote these programs we live with?
Finishing both courses was fun. I like our Thursday night Sprint series. Its nice to see all of the others. Its great to push ourselves.