I led the Trail Nerds on a run last night at SM Park. Eight of us showed up to run. The first 5-mile loop went smoothly, and I was feeling "light on my feet" through the whole loop. (That's "light" as in effortless). Keep in mind that I ran a trail 50-Kilometer run two days ago and was feeling really crappy through most of the run, which I was attempting on very little sleep. Something I didn't mention in the last post: I had also ended up breaking a toe on my right foot, and twisting my left ankle pretty good, during the 50-K. Luckily, it was early on in the race, (mile 8 or so), and I had time to get used to running on them.
So I was surprised that I felt good on the first loop last night. Two of the runners dropped-out after that loop, one due to puking, and the other due to lack of training. So I had 6 willing guinea pigs with which to push the pace up substantially for the 2nd five-mile loop, three of which had run the 50-K on New Year's Day with me. I hammered the downhills and flats, and pushed the uphills bigtime. We averaged a 7:30 pace on the rocky & rooty course, and only Kyle crashed a couple of times into the trees. We finished, and my breathing went to normal in about 10 seconds. My heart rate went back to resting heart rate in less than a minute, and I felt GREAT! Holy crap! I realized that I'm ready for Rocky Raccoon! This is a big thing with me...I have to KNOW that I am prepared and that I CAN do it. Now I just need to stay healthy and uninjured until February 4th.
Training notes: Total miles since Sunday: 40+ Today, no running. I did my back and biceps workout this morning, and will hit the gym again tonight, ride the bike for 40 minutes and do bigtime abs. I may even hit the steam room...(I have a guest invitation for 24-hour fitness, tonight).
I find ways to enjoy life as much as I can. Also, life's too short to treat people poorly.
I'm into long runs in the park, consuming salt, popping blisters,
eating roadkill & tree bark, and burying whiners in shallow, unmarked
graves. I also enjoy designing trail race courses that would make the
Marquis de Sade blush.
A fun time for me would include banging muddy shoes together, setting
broken bones with a machinist's vise, and duct-taping-down any part of my
body that is bleeding or just flopping-about uselessly.
What helps me to be an active trailrunner and grandpa?
1) Daily sponge baths with bovine stem cells;
2) Copious amounts of delicious & nutritious homebrewed beer; and
3) My secret elixir...Bicarbonate of Figleaf.