2011 Training Log – Week 40
This week has been mostly about R&R after the Slickrock 100, and I’m liking it! After the Bighorn 100 and Leadville 100 earlier in the summer, I was back to more-or-less normal training within a few days. Those races were slow and didn’t beat me up too badly. Going into Slickrock, I told myself I didn’t want to come out of this one in any mood to start training again. Leave it all out on the course. I wanted to come back wrecked, shattered, barely able to move. All signs of what to me would indicate that I had pushed myself.
I was somewhat successful, but have started to get the itch to get back at it already. I think I’ll take it pretty easy for another week before I start doing much in the way of training again.
A little better.
Jogged a little bit with the dog.
Run – 2 miles
Final XC meet of the year. Did the normal running around and taking pictures. Felt WAY better than I thought I would.
The kiddos did awesome. Malcolm made it through every single practice and meet, and was super consistent all season with his times all coming within about a minute of each other. Lindsey fought super hard all the way. I got a front row seat to the last .75 mile and was so excited to see her digging deep to finish just ahead of the girls that usually beat her.
During a lull in the race while I was standing around near another dad waiting for the kids to come through, I hear a dull thud behind me. I glanced back and didn’t see anything. A few seconds later, I heard it again. And again. Then the other dad turned to me and asked, “Did you hear that?”. Then I saw what it was. Incoming! Someone was launching apples onto the course from behind a fence across the street.
I sprinted through the cars and leaped onto the fence, pulling my head up over the top just as a teenage kid was reloading.
“Whatcha doin’ there, cowboy?”, I asked with a smile.
“Uh. Throwing apples.”, came the sheepish response.
I asked him to stop (or might have told him to knock it off), and he agreed.
I then cleaned up the apples before the runners came through and rolled an ankle on one.
Bike – 25 miles
Got back on the road bike for the first time since June. Hairy legs and all. Mixed it up in a 12 man paceline for a while. Felt good all things considered.
Pic of the week, checking out the petroglyphs in Sego Canyon: