I skipped a few weeks of recaps. I kept planning to write, and then didn’t. On the plus side, this will be a relatively short recap.
I’ve spent the week on Whidbey Island. My parents’ house needs to be cleaned out & cleaned up before we put it on the market, and I just don’t get enough done when I come over on the weekends. I decided to come over this week, as it’s a recovery week so my training schedule was pretty light.Continue reading
I’m writing this from my parents’ house on Whidbey. I decided to take a week off work to come over & see how much work I can get done. Next week is a recovery week, so I have more time available for working.Continue reading
Did I mention that I enjoy running in circles?
There’s still a day left in this training week, but tomorrow is a rest day but it’s already looking kind of crowded. The week is ending on a less-than-stellar note: first, I’m back over 180 pounds today, and second, I’ve self-diagnosed pes anserine bursitis in my right knee. But alas, it’s not all bad news.Continue reading
I’d call it a good week.
I’m using the same training program I used for the Badger Mountain Challenge, with some adjustments. My overall goal is to be fit enough to complete Millersylvania rather than trying to get a great time. To that end, I’ve given myself permission to mix up the long workouts with other aerobic workouts like snowshoeing & Nordic skiing. The Cascades received a LOT of snow over the past few weeks, so I’m happy to have the ‘freedom’ to go play in the snow if time allows.Continue reading
Calendar called for a 5-mile ‘steady pace’ run. I guessed 13:30/mile was a good steady pace for me. I was close — I think I managed 13:48/mile — but I’ll probably dial it back to 14:00/mile for the near future. No point in burning up my legs in the first months of training.
The workout was supposed to be 45 minutes of non-weight bearing cardio. Hiking is close enough.
I rang in 2020 as most grumpy, middle-aged people do: cursing those who set off fireworks at midnight. The Nomads’ annual Greet the Dawn on McBee was a 7:00 a.m. meetup, meaning I had a 5:30 a.m. wakeup. I enjoyed neither. But my hike up, and run down, McBee was a great way to start my year.Continue reading
I spent a week hiking a section of the Pacific Crest Trail in September. It was only seven days, but it’s still with me. There hasn’t been a day I’m not transported back to some moment or some place on the trail. I spend idle moments daydreaming about future adventures. I’m already actively planning next year’s adventures. All I want to do is be back on the trail.
I remain in civilization under protest.