Training Log Archive: Bash

Trail run around Palgrave East through a mix of soft snow and hard ice. There was occasional excitement when I hit soft ice or hard snow. It was good for all my stabilizing muscles anyway!

Injury Prevention circuit with Dr. Peter Hrkal. I'll be sore tomorrow. (It's supposed to prevent injuries but it causes sore muscles!) As per Klepperton's comment last week, I asked Peter if his Dad was a handball coach and he confirmed it. He also remembered Klepperton!

Love this quote from David Hoyt on Twitter: "The thing the dystopian novels could never predict was the sudden rebellion of the national park social media managers."

If you've been on social media in the past 24 hours, you probably know that some National Park Service employees have set up rogue Twitter accounts to communicate with the public since they have been silenced officially. They've been sharing a lot of climate change and environmental science, which is what got two national park Twitter accounts in trouble yesterday.

If you're on Twitter and agree with what they're doing, follow the "Unofficial Resistance Team of the U.S. National Park Service" to show your support. (Does this link work? I'm logged into Twitter and I'm not sure the link works outside of Twitter.)
@AltNatParkSer

A similar Twitter account has popped up specifically for unofficial tweets from Badlands National Park:
@BadHombreNPS

It's a sign of the new world order that I'm worried about the safety of these people. But good on them.

A New Musical

Picked up some of the Snowshoe Raid controls with 'Bent, BazingaDog and AdventureDog. Timato and Teeny Tiny joined us for the first half hour. Time deducted for playing, building snow thrones, etc.

Event: Snowshoe Raid Adventure Run
 

Dontgetlost Snowshoe Raid
Blue Mountain / Loree Forest

Dee texted me first thing to let me know that she wasn't feeling well and hadn't been able to eat or drink in 24 hours. She was willing to try the race but if it got bad, she might have to hike home. I warned Bob that we might do something funky and I'd text him if we did.

Then she proceeded to kick my butt for the first 45 minutes of the race! We started with the big climb up Mountain Springs; we were the first Masters women up the hill to #40 and won a prize for that. Then it flattened out as we ran toward the Matrix. Well, actually it was a run/walk since the snow was so soft and my heart was still pounding from the climb. Dee was strong.

Bob had recommended snowshoes after putting the controls out. 'Bent and I had driven up to Loree Forest the previous afternoon, and I agreed that snowshoes would be best for me. Not because the snow was deep in many places but because it was uneven and unpredictable with some ice patches, and snowshoes would work in all conditions we would face.

I think the best footwear for this year's race was whatever winter footwear with traction a particular racer was most comfortable with in 15-20 cm of heavy snow. Many of us were in the snowshoe camp. Many others, including Dee, preferred shoes with spikes or traction devices. I carried a large pack so I could remove my snowshoes and carry them.

We entered the Matrix on the east side of Loree and picked up 31 together. Then I went for 34 while Dee went for 35. We lost each other for 3-4 minutes around our meet-up point before climbing together to 33, then making our way over some hills to 56 before ascending a big spur to the Bruce Trail. As we neared the top, it was 90 minutes into the race and it had been very physical so far. With no fuel in her system, Dee felt light-headed and was unsure about continuing. We agreed to stick together closely and see how it went.

What we *should* have done was pick up 55 nearby and turn back. My bad. Instead we continued north as planned to get 54. Then we *really* should have turned around but the siren call of 53 (150 points!) and our original plan were too hard to resist. Unfortunately, I started looking on the wrong spur and wasted 4 minutes that we didn't have. We arrived there with Sudden and Isak Fransson with 58 minutes left on the clock. That wasn't going to be enough and Dee was still feeling off.

We ran the trail past 52 (but no time to get it) to limit bushwhacking and elevation loss - not sure it was worth the extra 300 m of distance. We ran the blue Bruce Side Trail to the white main trail, then got to the Aid Station where I put my snowshoes in my pack and switched to Kahtoola Microspikes for the final run, which was soft but not deep. Maybe this 90 second switch wasn't worth it - not sure it made me that much faster. However, we needed to stop for some of that time anyway for Dee to show our Matrix control map punches to the volunteers and then punch SI controls with our card.

We left with 16 minutes on the clock and 3 km to go. It had taken us 36 minutes to get there at the start of the race. It would take less time because we would descend the escarpment on the way back but a lot of it was flat snow running. We picked up 36 and 37 along the trail, then descended the icy Mountain Springs escarpment trail quickly but in control. We started our descent just as the 3-hour time limit ran out; it took us 7:07 to get to the finish. We weren't too proud of that but some experienced teams took longer than we did. Unfortunately, with a 30 points/ minute penalty (which I totally support), more than a third of our points were wiped out. We finished 2nd in the Female Masters category to some longtime Snowshoe Raiders who ran quickly and had a great plan. Well deserved - good on them!

This is always a super fun event. Big thanks to Bob and Hermes, who did a ton of work beforehand, and to the race day volunteers including FB and Greg D. It was great to see so many friends out with big smiles after playing in the woods. Special congrats to Timato and Nosnhoj on the win and to Gally/STORM on 2nd. Wow!

Avoided the news most of the day. Ugh.

Phew! It's Jan. 19 and I finally received a 2-page handwritten holiday letter from our 92-year-old friend Joy in Victoria. She was in our group when we paddled the Nahanni River back when she was merely 70. Whenever her annual letter is delayed, I start googling obits and hoping not to find anything. Her family doesn't know us so we wouldn't hear anything otherwise.

For her 92nd birthday, she went on an 8-day group mountain hiking vacation to Manning and Cathedral Provincial Parks in B.C. She was able to do most of the daily 4-hr hikes. These are typical vacations for her; she stays very active.

My favourite part of her letter: "We endured a horrific hail storm on the ridge above the lodge at Cathedral. The Camp Warden was sent up to find us. He passed me coming down on the trail and stopped to talk to a group further uphill behind me. He said he'd been sent out to find a 92-year-old woman and a man with a limp. He was told 'You already saw the 92-year-old and we have the man.'"

I want to be like Joy if I'm lucky enough to be 92 some day.