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Monday, May 25, 2009

Mohican Weekend Training

Just pics up right now. Training report and captions for pics to come later today. I'm heading outside to do some ultra gardening for the day.





Cheryl on the 3rd water crossing on the Red Loop. It looked deeper, but when we waded in, only about knee high. (Cheryl is about 5'4")


Runners starting up "Enchanted Valley" on the Purple Loop, the climb up to the Little Lyons Waterfall. This is where you will do the hand over hand climb up the roots.
Runners on the Purple Loop.



This is on the Orange Loop, the Mountain Bike Trail.
Friday Night Runners!
This is the first water crossing on the Red Loop. Pretty shallow, but not enough rocks to hop across. Unless the water goes down dramatically, you will have wet feet. This is about one mile after Bridle Staging Aid Station.
Cheryl on the Red Loop.

Waterfall (on the right) at Big Lyons Fall. Sometimes it can be embarassing-the water will dry up or be a trickle. You should see it after a rain! Hopefully there will be some water. This is a nice chance to stick your head under the water and cool off a bit.

Monday, May 18, 2009

Trail Run Today

Since my Alpine Cross shoes were still drying on the porch, I wore my Mizuno Wave Ascends. I had replaced the original insoles with some 'moldable' ones from Walmart. Well, the Mizunos got wet (duh) and I pulled the insoles out to dry. When I attempted to put them back in, it didn't really work. So I ran with no insoles, which answered the question for me "do you really need insoles"? My feet slid quite a bit in these.

I also took a header not more than 1/4 quarter up the trail. I slipped on some slick muddy leaves, and took a nice tumble. Haven't done that in quite a while.

About two miles in, I noticed my knee hurting. It was the same twinge I had during my run with Luc on Sunday. I can't quite describe it well, except it was on the inside of my left knee. All my normal aches and pains occur on my right leg, the left one hurting was new to me. By the end of the run, it was also hurting on the downhill.



So I don't know if I am just having pyschosomatic pain before the big Mohican training weekend. It's not like I have dialed up my running. I think it's just one of these niggling little pains to give me something to worry about.



This shoe sucking mud pic isn't from today, I just noticed it on the computer and found it funny and wanted to repost it.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Salt Fork Run

Luc and I met up for an early morning run at Salt Fork at 7am...a nice crisp morning, and with the wind blowing, it was good to get started and get on the trail!!


About a 1/2 mile down the trail, I realized I had left my Garmin 305 on the hood of my SUV. Luc asked if I wanted to turn around, and I said no. Salt Fork is rather deserted at this time of year, and I was going on good trail karma to see if the Garmin was still there.

I also realized I had forgotten my trail map too! Luc had his Garmin, so we just decided to wing it.




I knew where we were going (since I had written a blog post about it :) ) just wasn't quite sure of the distance. We started up the purple bridle path, which we took over to the main campground road.

We ran the archery loop. The map says one mile. Um, no. More like 0.3 mile but still a nice little trail. This trail is for the archery range, where there are 12 stations set up for archery practice. Luc and I imagined the deer sleep right behind the targets in the off season.

Next trail was the Shadebush Loop, which led over to the Lodge. Great trail! Turned into single track, not rocky, not rooty, just lots of up and down, took us down along the lake. It spun us out on the main road right at the golf course entrance, and we then turned and retraced our footsteps.

We continued down the main campground road,running each loop as we can to it.
We came to the FAREA Loop and ran down this.


This spilled us back onto the main campground road, and Luc mentioned he needed some water, so we walked over toward a campground restroom. We were on the asphalt, and the little roadway wound around and around...it seemed like we were not getting nearer to the restroom so just stomped across the grass to the restroom.

Where the Trail Goddess Gets us Lost on Asphalt

We walk out to the main road, and go to our left. I see a trail loop and say "hey let's run this one". We run downhill and then....stop. We see the same big limestone block....and the same trail down to the water.
We're both astonished. How did this happen? I insist we crossed the road to the restroom. We think we are in some weird time space continum. We climb back up the hill that I had just remarked upon would be "good hill repeats" and continue down the road.
Not too far down the road, I'm eyeing the campground. It's lookiing awful familiar to me from my Wednesday run. Just as I start to say something, so does Luc, and we see these yellow posts. Oh no!!!!! I've gotten us turned completely the wrong way!!!!
(Well, I've taken Luc down a creekbed in the middle of winter at Mohican, so a few extra feet of road is actually an improvement).

We turn around and head down the road correctly. It's not to far to the beach, where we pick up the bridle trail for about a 1 mile back to our vehicle.

On the way back, Luc wonders if my Garmin will still be there. I tell him, even if it isn't, maybe someone picked up it and it will change his life. He'll walk a mile, then another, using his/my Garmin, and then maybe take up running.

Good trail karma paid off, and the Garmin was still on the hood of my vehicle when we returned!

Thanks for coming over Luc, I've now got some more excellent trails at Salt Fork to run on!

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Trail Run

You know I am stressed when I feel almost exactly the same at the end of a trail run as when I started it. No feelings of elation, no relaxness of the neck muscles. Satsified that I did the run, enjoyed it, but I'm missing that feeling that I normally get.

Oh well, hopefully things will be sorted out in the next few weeks and I will have a positive change to remark upon.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Salt Fork Run Today

I've been having a bit of the blahs this week, not good when there's about one month to go to your next race, but "it is what it is". I woke up, sleeping in for the 4th day in a row, and decided to head out to Salt Fork State Park for a trail run.

I went out for my familiar loop course,which is around six miles on the "orange loop".

I should have worn capris, or brought a machete, to help clear the trail. The briars are quickly growing across the trail, and I've got plenty of new scratches to show for it.

For some reason, I thought this trail would be drier than the "blue trail" that Nick and I ran a few weeks ago. Not so. There was plenty of shoe sucking mud. At one spot, my foot sank down and I was in mud up to mid calf. It took a little rocking just to free myself from that spot!

A good run, although very slow due to the mud spots.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Mohican Run Sunday!




My, there is a reason I write reports right away...if I don't they get away from me.


A small group this fine Sunday morning.....almost an all chickie run, except for Regis and Mark. Runners are me, Terri, Mark, Debbie, Regis, Wendy, and Cheryl.




We started on the orange loop, the mountain bike trail. I led for approximately 50 fifty before ceding the lead spot to Regis. Tried to talk Terri into running the Mohican 100 in the brief minute we chatted-told her of course a 100 mile race hurt. Then I saved my breath to get up the big hills. The "new way" on the orange (it's been this way for two years now) is much more runnable, but far more climb. The "old" way was just about a vertical climb, but then, flatland to run on! I kept imagining Cheryl could hear my wheezing from her position!




A good day to run on the orange. The day was a bit cool, in fact, got a little chilled when we stopped at a few intersections to make sure Debbie followed the trail. Debbie turned around just at the Hickory Ridge Aid Station; this was a good long distance for her, but she felt like she could follow the trail back again. In fact, she thought she would get out during the week on this section again because it was easy to follow. (Always let us know when you are in state, Debbie, we'll come run with you!!) Cheryl and I continued on the orange loop, encountering a few bikers, but not as many as we thought, given their Mohican 100 Mile Trail Race was just in a few weeks. Cheryl and I had fun chatting and she was trying to avoid the mud as I just plowed through it.




We got back to the Covered Bridge. I knew Reg and Wendy had been through, since they left me an empty bar wrapper under my windshield wiper. I mentioned to Cheryl that I wanted to get some more miles in, and Cheryl agreed! She even fed me emergency Pringles since my car was locked (Reg had the key) and we started up the "Red Loop" to the Bridle Staging Area.





I messed up my Garmin on the Orange Loop, but reset it for the Covered Bridge to Bridle Staging Area. Cheryl and I reminisced on this section, on how bad it used to suck, and how tall the hill was (the hill is actually that tall!!!!) and I was getting quite the headache. I don't know why, I was still hungry even after the emergency Pringles. I decided somewhere along the line that I didn't want to return on the same path, and mentioned to Cheryl about hopping over to the Green Loop. She then said, "oh you mean, go Fire Tower to the Covered Bridge?" Doh! I was having runner head. I happily agreed on this mainly downhill finish to our day!

As we walked under the Fire Tower, I noticed a silver Ford Escape turning into the drive...it looked suspiciously like mine....yep, the kids were done with their run, and generously offered us adult beverages and S&V Pringles. And Wendy told me "you're not getting in this car!" So Cheryl and I went on with our 2.5 miles back to the Covered Bridge

This is why Colleen sez not to drop at the Covered Bridge:


The cartoonish arrows shows the elevation change from the Fire Tower to the Covered Bridge. Yes, except for about 3 little hills, it's a downhill shot all the way.


Cheryl and I finished up with about twenty miles for the day, a good run at Mohican!!