Easy day with Sierra up/down Gregory/Ranger. I think she was a bit tired still from Grays/Torreys and it is getting a little warm for her, especially without the snow, but fortunately, there were plenty of good water stops to be had.
Up: 38:54 (avg HR 140/max 160)
Down: 29:43
Sierra
Sierra
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Friday, 05/21/10 Grays/Torreys/Grays
Grays/Torreys
05/21/10
13.4 miles
5,000 vertical
4:51 RT
Sierra and I
After running a PR on SuperFlag yesterday and a near PR on Green Monday, my primary intent for this trip was simply to enjoy the day with Sierra and get in a little acclimatizing before the Mt. Evans race on June 19th, as it has been over 2 months since my last foray to 14k.
I was up at 3am and anxious to go, but it was way too early to do anything. Not sure if I went back to sleep or not, but I was up for sure at 4:19am and took my time futzing around the house getting ready. Out the door by 5:15am, I took my time, stopping for food along the way and made it to Bakerville by ~6:30. I was not sure what to expect, but knew from recent reports that the normally too rough for my car road to Stevens Gulch had been graded and much of the snow along the way had melted, so I figured I would see how far I could drive and spare myself some boring road slogging.
I made it exactly 1.3 miles up the now very smooth road before my efforts were thwarted by a significant snow bank just beyond the Grizzly Gulch junction. There were some deep ruts, but also lots of sticks, branches and rocks, indicating previous toil, so I opted to call it good enough and park.
Sierra and I started up the road at exactly 7am and once past the initial short (frozen) piles of snow, the road was pretty much dry for the next mile or so. Eventually, the road became primarily snowpacked (still rock solid ice early in the morning), with deep ruts, more sticks, rocks, logs and the occasional car part. At the creek crossing just prior to the private cabins just before the summer TH, there were several SUVs parked on the side, a red VW Jetta with Missouri plates stuck in the creek, and a hopped up Jeep with chains also stuck in the creek next to the Jetta (tried and failed to get around).
I chatted with the Jeep guys for a few as they shoveled and strategized and we made mention of the nerve of the people in the Jetta (more to come on that). I made it to the TH in ~27 minutes and took a 3 minute break before continuing onward. The bridge that crosses the creek here is typically ~10 feet above the water, but is now acting as a dam, as the snow and ice has really piled up here over the Winter/Spring.
Within 5 or 10 minutes above the bridge, I was now in full sunlight and though it was still before 8am, the snow was quickly starting to soften. I did not posthole through the valley, but it was softening enough that I would break through the crust an inch or two and was a bit inefficient.
Above the Kelso cutoff at 12,300, the snowpack quickly transitioned into Winter like conditions which became increasingly slow and tedious. There were several people far ahead that I was gaining on and at times I was thankful that they had broken trail, but it soon became a choice between stepping in their knee to thigh deep postholes, or creating my own.
For the most part, I opted to step in their footprints to take the guesswork out of it and occasionally ventured off to see if I could stay on top. Sometimes this worked, as I am lighter than the guys ahead today, but either way, very slow going. Perhaps the snowiest I have ever experienced on these peaks in any season on the high slopes.
As I neared the summit of Grays, I spotted 2 college aged guys in gym shorts starting down (though it was windy and cold on the ridge). I was immediately sure that they were the owners of the red Jetta and expressed how impressed I was that he made it up the road as far as they did, but sympathized (I actually thought it was very funny) with the fact that they were now going to need to be towed out for a few hundred dollars as a consequence for their youthful bravado. They also admitted to hitting something in the road losing all their coolant and overheating just prior to getting stuck. Oops.
I made the summit in a casual 2:10 from the car (avg. HR 136/max 156) and took an 11 minute break, just as a guy on a snowboard dropped off the summit. The trip over to Torreys was a bit slower than normal due to the punchy/variable snow and I was really careful to not drop a leg in too deep. Once I neared the saddle, snow conditions improved marginally and I deliberately stayed well away from the monster cornices to my right. I spent a few minutes on Torreys chatting with the snowboarder who arrived there just after I and then made quick work of the descent back to the saddle. I debated what would be the best way out, ultimately opting for the longer, but safer re-ascent of Grays, as the descent from the saddle showed no signs of recent travel (I had an axe and Microspikes, but erred on the side of caution).
The re-ascent of Grays was a bit of a slog, but not as bad as I had envisioned. The wind died down and it quickly got warm a few hundred feet off the summit, forcing me to stop and shed some layers. The blazing sun reflecting off the snow was oven like and the snow was quickly beginning to soften, but Sierra and I made the most of it, as we played and chased one another, whooping, barking and having a great time in the fluffy snow. The lower we went though, postholing became increasingly frequent, typically only shin deep, but with the occasional trap door that would stop me in my tracks and require me to extricate myself. I debated if I would have been any better off had I opted to bring my snowshoes, but I am convinced they would have been troublesome in the wet snow. Such are the joys of Spring.
Back at the summer TH, my thoughts returned to the guys with the Jetta and started to feel a bit bad for the hours of mental entertainment their misfortune had bestowed upon me. Sure enough, the car was still there and I remembered that we all make stupid mistakes from time to time. I took pity and offered a ride into town, but one had already hitched a ride and there was nothing I could do. Oh well, my intentions were good (eventually).
All in all a great day. I was quite content going casual and was very happy to get up high after a long absence. Sierra and I had such a blast together; it was, as always so much fun to see her romping in the snow with a huge grin. It will be a while before this route is truly “runnable”, but I hope to check it out a few more times before the Mt. Evans race.
Splits:
Start 7:00am
Summer TH: 7:27-7:30
Grays: 9:10-9:21
(HR 133/max 154 Grays to Torreys)
Torreys: 9:49-9:52
(HR 134/max 151 Torreys to Grays)
Grays: 10:18-10:21
Summer TH: 11:22-11:25
(HR 116/max 135 Grays to car)
Finish: 11:51am
05/21/10
13.4 miles
5,000 vertical
4:51 RT
Sierra and I
After running a PR on SuperFlag yesterday and a near PR on Green Monday, my primary intent for this trip was simply to enjoy the day with Sierra and get in a little acclimatizing before the Mt. Evans race on June 19th, as it has been over 2 months since my last foray to 14k.
I was up at 3am and anxious to go, but it was way too early to do anything. Not sure if I went back to sleep or not, but I was up for sure at 4:19am and took my time futzing around the house getting ready. Out the door by 5:15am, I took my time, stopping for food along the way and made it to Bakerville by ~6:30. I was not sure what to expect, but knew from recent reports that the normally too rough for my car road to Stevens Gulch had been graded and much of the snow along the way had melted, so I figured I would see how far I could drive and spare myself some boring road slogging.
I made it exactly 1.3 miles up the now very smooth road before my efforts were thwarted by a significant snow bank just beyond the Grizzly Gulch junction. There were some deep ruts, but also lots of sticks, branches and rocks, indicating previous toil, so I opted to call it good enough and park.
Sierra and I started up the road at exactly 7am and once past the initial short (frozen) piles of snow, the road was pretty much dry for the next mile or so. Eventually, the road became primarily snowpacked (still rock solid ice early in the morning), with deep ruts, more sticks, rocks, logs and the occasional car part. At the creek crossing just prior to the private cabins just before the summer TH, there were several SUVs parked on the side, a red VW Jetta with Missouri plates stuck in the creek, and a hopped up Jeep with chains also stuck in the creek next to the Jetta (tried and failed to get around).
I chatted with the Jeep guys for a few as they shoveled and strategized and we made mention of the nerve of the people in the Jetta (more to come on that). I made it to the TH in ~27 minutes and took a 3 minute break before continuing onward. The bridge that crosses the creek here is typically ~10 feet above the water, but is now acting as a dam, as the snow and ice has really piled up here over the Winter/Spring.
Within 5 or 10 minutes above the bridge, I was now in full sunlight and though it was still before 8am, the snow was quickly starting to soften. I did not posthole through the valley, but it was softening enough that I would break through the crust an inch or two and was a bit inefficient.
Above the Kelso cutoff at 12,300, the snowpack quickly transitioned into Winter like conditions which became increasingly slow and tedious. There were several people far ahead that I was gaining on and at times I was thankful that they had broken trail, but it soon became a choice between stepping in their knee to thigh deep postholes, or creating my own.
For the most part, I opted to step in their footprints to take the guesswork out of it and occasionally ventured off to see if I could stay on top. Sometimes this worked, as I am lighter than the guys ahead today, but either way, very slow going. Perhaps the snowiest I have ever experienced on these peaks in any season on the high slopes.
As I neared the summit of Grays, I spotted 2 college aged guys in gym shorts starting down (though it was windy and cold on the ridge). I was immediately sure that they were the owners of the red Jetta and expressed how impressed I was that he made it up the road as far as they did, but sympathized (I actually thought it was very funny) with the fact that they were now going to need to be towed out for a few hundred dollars as a consequence for their youthful bravado. They also admitted to hitting something in the road losing all their coolant and overheating just prior to getting stuck. Oops.
I made the summit in a casual 2:10 from the car (avg. HR 136/max 156) and took an 11 minute break, just as a guy on a snowboard dropped off the summit. The trip over to Torreys was a bit slower than normal due to the punchy/variable snow and I was really careful to not drop a leg in too deep. Once I neared the saddle, snow conditions improved marginally and I deliberately stayed well away from the monster cornices to my right. I spent a few minutes on Torreys chatting with the snowboarder who arrived there just after I and then made quick work of the descent back to the saddle. I debated what would be the best way out, ultimately opting for the longer, but safer re-ascent of Grays, as the descent from the saddle showed no signs of recent travel (I had an axe and Microspikes, but erred on the side of caution).
The re-ascent of Grays was a bit of a slog, but not as bad as I had envisioned. The wind died down and it quickly got warm a few hundred feet off the summit, forcing me to stop and shed some layers. The blazing sun reflecting off the snow was oven like and the snow was quickly beginning to soften, but Sierra and I made the most of it, as we played and chased one another, whooping, barking and having a great time in the fluffy snow. The lower we went though, postholing became increasingly frequent, typically only shin deep, but with the occasional trap door that would stop me in my tracks and require me to extricate myself. I debated if I would have been any better off had I opted to bring my snowshoes, but I am convinced they would have been troublesome in the wet snow. Such are the joys of Spring.
Back at the summer TH, my thoughts returned to the guys with the Jetta and started to feel a bit bad for the hours of mental entertainment their misfortune had bestowed upon me. Sure enough, the car was still there and I remembered that we all make stupid mistakes from time to time. I took pity and offered a ride into town, but one had already hitched a ride and there was nothing I could do. Oh well, my intentions were good (eventually).
All in all a great day. I was quite content going casual and was very happy to get up high after a long absence. Sierra and I had such a blast together; it was, as always so much fun to see her romping in the snow with a huge grin. It will be a while before this route is truly “runnable”, but I hope to check it out a few more times before the Mt. Evans race.
Splits:
Start 7:00am
Summer TH: 7:27-7:30
Grays: 9:10-9:21
(HR 133/max 154 Grays to Torreys)
Torreys: 9:49-9:52
(HR 134/max 151 Torreys to Grays)
Grays: 10:18-10:21
Summer TH: 11:22-11:25
(HR 116/max 135 Grays to car)
Finish: 11:51am
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Thursday, 05/20/10 PR on SuperFlag/Green Mountain
Met up with Brandon at Chautauqua and we had a nice warm-up over to the base of Flag, catching up on things as it seems like a while since we have run together.
Started our watches at the bridge and within a few strides, I knew I was going to have a great run. I started off fairly hard, but never really felt as though as I was over-extending myself, just took a few minutes for everything to start to sync up. I focused on fast cadence and consistency and was doing my best to use the entire road as traffic dictated.
Around the halfway point, my quads were starting to feel the effort, but I think it was more to do with running on pavement and not having taken a down day for a while, but my cardiovascular system was feeling excellent, especially in the cool, overcast and somewhat humid conditions. I knew I would be close to PR, so I kept slowly upping the tempo, until I was hitting a full on sprint past the final swichback. I stopped my watch at the "Leaving Boulder Open Space" sign at 37:41, gasping for air, but feeling that absolute highest of runners highs.
I jogged back down to meet Brandon, who was not far back and accompanied him back up to the top. From there, we jogged at a moderate pace over to Green, down Greenman/NE Ridge/Saddle Rock (all the way skipping Amphi), then back to Chautauqua.
This was one of those runs where I just felt great and everything was just clicking.
Splits: SuperFlag 37:41 (avg HR 172/max 183)
Green from SuperFlag: 16:36 (avg HR 157/max 175)
Descent back to Chautauqua: 34:00 (avg HR 127/max 163)
Started our watches at the bridge and within a few strides, I knew I was going to have a great run. I started off fairly hard, but never really felt as though as I was over-extending myself, just took a few minutes for everything to start to sync up. I focused on fast cadence and consistency and was doing my best to use the entire road as traffic dictated.
Around the halfway point, my quads were starting to feel the effort, but I think it was more to do with running on pavement and not having taken a down day for a while, but my cardiovascular system was feeling excellent, especially in the cool, overcast and somewhat humid conditions. I knew I would be close to PR, so I kept slowly upping the tempo, until I was hitting a full on sprint past the final swichback. I stopped my watch at the "Leaving Boulder Open Space" sign at 37:41, gasping for air, but feeling that absolute highest of runners highs.
I jogged back down to meet Brandon, who was not far back and accompanied him back up to the top. From there, we jogged at a moderate pace over to Green, down Greenman/NE Ridge/Saddle Rock (all the way skipping Amphi), then back to Chautauqua.
This was one of those runs where I just felt great and everything was just clicking.
Splits: SuperFlag 37:41 (avg HR 172/max 183)
Green from SuperFlag: 16:36 (avg HR 157/max 175)
Descent back to Chautauqua: 34:00 (avg HR 127/max 163)
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Wednesday, 05/19/10 Green Mountain
Casual lap on Green. Up Amphi/Saddle/Greenman in 38:19 (avg HR 154), down Ranger/Gregory in 28:33 (117 HR). Spent some time on the descent tossing a few logs and branches that seem to keep re-appearing at the apex of several turns.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Tuesday, 05/18/10 Green Mountain
Up Gregory/Ranger with Sierra. My legs felt great and I was again itching to go fast, especially in the cool and humid weather. Reluctantly though, I went Sierra's pace which was fairly casual today. About ~2 minutes from the summit, it began to storm, so we tagged the summit quickly and kept motoring down the front side (no rules Euro style) as the storm intensified. You would think a little flash/bang would inspire Sierra, it sure gets me going, but she goes even slower for some reason. Lot's of waiting.
Up in 38:57 (avg HR 151/max 170)
Down 22:54 (avg 127/max 157)
Up in 38:57 (avg HR 151/max 170)
Down 22:54 (avg 127/max 157)
Monday, May 17, 2010
Monday, 05/17/10 Green Mountain
I felt decent today and it happened to line up with me not having Sierra to wait for. I was not entirely sure as to how much I was willing to dig, but figured I would put in a harder than normal effort up the front side of Green and see how it goes. Parked at Chautauqua and warmed up the longer way up and over ski hill and then down to the Gregory TH. There was a large group of college students approaching the Amphitheater Trail and I just missed starting before them, as I took a detour to throw out some trash I found along the way (had to cross the lot as the can on the Amphi side of the lot is now missing).
First obstacle was the 6 or 7 college students (and dogs) who were well spread out across the trail. I cleared my throat a few times and did the rock kick scuff hinting, but nothing. They were busy in their own world. I carefully contorted my way through, saying "thanks" before they knew what was happening, to be polite and be a smartass all at the same time, but still got bumped by one of the guys (90% his fault/10% mine). I heard one of the gals yell "how bout an on your left next time" in a real smartass way as I bounded up and around the corner. I seriously contemplated a "how bout you get the F@#K out of the way next time", but said nothing and kept moving.
I deliberately kept my pace in check, as I typically run the Amphitheater section a bit too fast. It took some willpower to hold back, but I made the Saddle Rock junction in a very controlled 6:05, about where I wanted to be. This seemed to be a good strategy, as it provided a good warming of the legs and I felt pretty fresh above. I kept going at a reasonable effort, moving strong, but never feeling like I was totally killing it either. Made the overlook in 14:2?, then the Greenman junction at 18:28. I rolled pretty good through the flat/downhill section, concentrating on shifting gears well on all the undulations and variation of gradient.
I knew I would be close to PR, but was not too worried about it, I just was looking to get in a solid run. I upped the tempo slowly throughout, but it felt like a very sustainable rate the entire time and I never felt like I was digging too hard, until I hit the final few switchbacks. There was a touch of snow dodging, but I was impressed with how much snow has melted and it was hardly an issue. I sprinted all out over the final homestretch, trying to dip under PR, but missed it by 4 seconds. I was a little bummed to come so close, as I easily could have picked that up early on, but was buoyed by the fact that I felt as though I could have held that tempo for twice the distance, whereas last year, I was pushing much harder and was on or over the brink of implosion.
Still full of energy, I made a last minute plan to head down via Bear Canyon/Mesa Trail. I was feeling strong still and pushed all the way back at a solid pace.
Splits on the up:
Amphi/Saddle Junction: 6:05
1st Overlook: 14:2?
Greenman Jct.: 18:28
Summit: 32:39 (avg HR 174/max 183)
Splits on the down:
4-way: 2:05
Bear/W. Ridge jct.: 8:28
Uppermost bridge: 12:06
Mesa: 24:28
Finish at Chautauqua: 45:52 (avg HR 156/max 171)
First obstacle was the 6 or 7 college students (and dogs) who were well spread out across the trail. I cleared my throat a few times and did the rock kick scuff hinting, but nothing. They were busy in their own world. I carefully contorted my way through, saying "thanks" before they knew what was happening, to be polite and be a smartass all at the same time, but still got bumped by one of the guys (90% his fault/10% mine). I heard one of the gals yell "how bout an on your left next time" in a real smartass way as I bounded up and around the corner. I seriously contemplated a "how bout you get the F@#K out of the way next time", but said nothing and kept moving.
I deliberately kept my pace in check, as I typically run the Amphitheater section a bit too fast. It took some willpower to hold back, but I made the Saddle Rock junction in a very controlled 6:05, about where I wanted to be. This seemed to be a good strategy, as it provided a good warming of the legs and I felt pretty fresh above. I kept going at a reasonable effort, moving strong, but never feeling like I was totally killing it either. Made the overlook in 14:2?, then the Greenman junction at 18:28. I rolled pretty good through the flat/downhill section, concentrating on shifting gears well on all the undulations and variation of gradient.
I knew I would be close to PR, but was not too worried about it, I just was looking to get in a solid run. I upped the tempo slowly throughout, but it felt like a very sustainable rate the entire time and I never felt like I was digging too hard, until I hit the final few switchbacks. There was a touch of snow dodging, but I was impressed with how much snow has melted and it was hardly an issue. I sprinted all out over the final homestretch, trying to dip under PR, but missed it by 4 seconds. I was a little bummed to come so close, as I easily could have picked that up early on, but was buoyed by the fact that I felt as though I could have held that tempo for twice the distance, whereas last year, I was pushing much harder and was on or over the brink of implosion.
Still full of energy, I made a last minute plan to head down via Bear Canyon/Mesa Trail. I was feeling strong still and pushed all the way back at a solid pace.
Splits on the up:
Amphi/Saddle Junction: 6:05
1st Overlook: 14:2?
Greenman Jct.: 18:28
Summit: 32:39 (avg HR 174/max 183)
Splits on the down:
4-way: 2:05
Bear/W. Ridge jct.: 8:28
Uppermost bridge: 12:06
Mesa: 24:28
Finish at Chautauqua: 45:52 (avg HR 156/max 171)
Sunday, 05/16/10 Green
Met up with Tim today for a lap on Green. Went fairly mellow up Gregory/Ranger, waiting on Sierra and Pippit. All of the snow has melted, including most of the lingering patches of old snow before the 4 way, but the trails are still wet in spots.
43:57 up (143 HR/159 max)
31:28 down (111 HR/132 max)
43:57 up (143 HR/159 max)
31:28 down (111 HR/132 max)
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Saturday, 05/15/10 3.25 Laps on Sanitas
Last night I was all packed and ready to go "run" Grays and Torreys, but a faltering forecast and Winter weather advisories (thunder/lightning too) inspired me to save it for a nicer day.
I called Homie to see if he could get a morning pass and he suggested that we go keep Scott Jaime company for a few laps on Sanitas, which sounded great to me. We met at 9:30 and debated what would be the best way to find him. We figured he would most likely be going clockwise, so we went counter, but had no luck. We then started up the S. Ridge going clockwise and bumped into him ~1/4 of the way up. I introduced myself as something like "JV from the blog world/friend of George Zack" or something silly like that.
Scott had been going since 5am and was on his 8th lap, but was still moving pretty well. We chatted about all things running through his 9th and 10th lap and also linked up with Garrett Graubins for the last lap who had just run the skyline traverse, followed by an extra lap on Sanitas and was going run back to S. Mesa on the Mesa trail.
It was great to meet and chat with these guys and of course, as always, great getting out with Homie. Hopefully this will be the first run of many with these new friends.
I called Homie to see if he could get a morning pass and he suggested that we go keep Scott Jaime company for a few laps on Sanitas, which sounded great to me. We met at 9:30 and debated what would be the best way to find him. We figured he would most likely be going clockwise, so we went counter, but had no luck. We then started up the S. Ridge going clockwise and bumped into him ~1/4 of the way up. I introduced myself as something like "JV from the blog world/friend of George Zack" or something silly like that.
Scott had been going since 5am and was on his 8th lap, but was still moving pretty well. We chatted about all things running through his 9th and 10th lap and also linked up with Garrett Graubins for the last lap who had just run the skyline traverse, followed by an extra lap on Sanitas and was going run back to S. Mesa on the Mesa trail.
It was great to meet and chat with these guys and of course, as always, great getting out with Homie. Hopefully this will be the first run of many with these new friends.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Friday, 05/14/10 Green Mountain
Hiked Green via Gregory/Ranger this morning with Allison and Sierra. The trail is melted out to the cabin, but there is still plenty of coverage above, including several fresh inches of snow that fell overnight on the upper ~1/3 of the mountain. It was cloudy/foggy most of the time on the upper mountain and I was a bit chilled. It seemed as though it was pouring ran underneath the trees (most of the time), but it was just the fresh snow melting off. At the 4-way, the sun teased for a moment, then on the summit, we basked in it's full warmth for nearly half an hour before starting back down into the murk. Sunny and warm by the finish of course. Super slick, but very fun. I am really enjoying the snow, especially since I know it will be gone by Sunday.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Thursday, 05/13/10 Allergic to treadmills and pavement.
Seriously, I hate them both. Sure pavement is great for getting around in the car or on the road bike and I guess a treadmill is a necessity if you have kids and can't leave the house, but other than that, I have trouble wrapping my head around the concept of clomping along, each step being identical to the last.
I went down to the Bolder Boulder office this morning to run my 2 miles on the mill and finally get my qualifier out of the way. I was hoping to get into the A wave so I could at least toe the line with all my friends, but after I did the math, I knew I would have to actually put in a few training runs on the track, pavement or treadmill to accomplish this. Oh well, an AA qualifier with no effort in my mind is way better than actually training in a manner that I don't like to get an A.
Going into the office, I felt ready to put in a good effort and accept whatever happened, but still harbored illusions of running two 5:43 miles with no specific training. I have done it before on the track, but for some reason can't seem to keep up with my legs on the mill. Not to mention I never feel motivated while staring at a wall indoors. I warmed up for a bit, testing a few different paces and cross checking with my HRM. 5:43 pace at first seemed tolerably fast, but I just knew that there was no way I could hold that. After my warm up, the lady checked my time/distance and I was off (at 1% grade to account for wind resistance).
I started off around 6:00 pace and immidiately took it down to 5:43. It felt fast, but my HR was hovering a bit below 170 which was reasonable. In just over a minute though, a mucus plug of phlegm built up in the back of my throat. I hacked and ugggghhhmmmed!!!!! a bunch of times, but it was like breathing through a fun straw. I struggled with it for a bit and then remembered the GZ/Team Snot trick and started casually hacking a clam and then acting as though I was wiping my nose and would deposit it into my shirt. Though it seemed like 40 minutes, I bailed off the 5:43 pace after only a few minutes and conceded that I just didn't give a shit about the A wave. Even at a pace in the low 6's (comfortable for me on a track with no training), my HR was slowly creeping up and I was very uncomfortable, mainly because I was on a treadmill and had a hack clam lodged in my throat.
FINALLY, I crossed my imaginary two mile finish line in 12:13, a far cry from the 11:26 I needed, but enough under the 12:25 I needed for AA. That really sucked. Afterwards, I was feeling itchy and tingly which only added to my theory that I am truly allergic.
I headed over to Flagstaff, where I changed into clean/dry clothes and ran up SuperFlag. I figured the treadmill work would make for a good warmup, but if anything, it threw me off just enough that I felt as though I just could only plod up the road. I started off easy and attempted to ratchet up the pace/intensity, but it just was not my day. I just figured I would cut my losses and run it easy, then enjoy the snow over to the summit of Green.
I topped out in a disappointing (but not surprising) 45:30 and then got on the W. Ridge trail to Green where there were only one set of hiking boot footprints. Though I was not moving fast in the fresh and slippery snow, I felt infinitely better mentally at least and felt like myself for a short while. At the 4-way, I passed a familiar face (turned out to be Jim P who was standing there waiting for a hiking buddy). We spent a few minutes on the summit chatting, then I carefully jogged my way down, trying to not twist anything in the very slippery snow. Below the Ranger Cottage, the snow had turned to ankle deep slush and I just had a blast sloshing through it (although for some reason, I hopped the creek).
2 miles on the mill in 12:13
Run up SuperFlag in 45:31 (avg HR 161(173 max))
W. Ridge 20:34 (avg HR 157(174 max))
Down Ranger/Gregory 28:40 (avg HR 132(159 max))
I went down to the Bolder Boulder office this morning to run my 2 miles on the mill and finally get my qualifier out of the way. I was hoping to get into the A wave so I could at least toe the line with all my friends, but after I did the math, I knew I would have to actually put in a few training runs on the track, pavement or treadmill to accomplish this. Oh well, an AA qualifier with no effort in my mind is way better than actually training in a manner that I don't like to get an A.
Going into the office, I felt ready to put in a good effort and accept whatever happened, but still harbored illusions of running two 5:43 miles with no specific training. I have done it before on the track, but for some reason can't seem to keep up with my legs on the mill. Not to mention I never feel motivated while staring at a wall indoors. I warmed up for a bit, testing a few different paces and cross checking with my HRM. 5:43 pace at first seemed tolerably fast, but I just knew that there was no way I could hold that. After my warm up, the lady checked my time/distance and I was off (at 1% grade to account for wind resistance).
I started off around 6:00 pace and immidiately took it down to 5:43. It felt fast, but my HR was hovering a bit below 170 which was reasonable. In just over a minute though, a mucus plug of phlegm built up in the back of my throat. I hacked and ugggghhhmmmed!!!!! a bunch of times, but it was like breathing through a fun straw. I struggled with it for a bit and then remembered the GZ/Team Snot trick and started casually hacking a clam and then acting as though I was wiping my nose and would deposit it into my shirt. Though it seemed like 40 minutes, I bailed off the 5:43 pace after only a few minutes and conceded that I just didn't give a shit about the A wave. Even at a pace in the low 6's (comfortable for me on a track with no training), my HR was slowly creeping up and I was very uncomfortable, mainly because I was on a treadmill and had a hack clam lodged in my throat.
FINALLY, I crossed my imaginary two mile finish line in 12:13, a far cry from the 11:26 I needed, but enough under the 12:25 I needed for AA. That really sucked. Afterwards, I was feeling itchy and tingly which only added to my theory that I am truly allergic.
I headed over to Flagstaff, where I changed into clean/dry clothes and ran up SuperFlag. I figured the treadmill work would make for a good warmup, but if anything, it threw me off just enough that I felt as though I just could only plod up the road. I started off easy and attempted to ratchet up the pace/intensity, but it just was not my day. I just figured I would cut my losses and run it easy, then enjoy the snow over to the summit of Green.
I topped out in a disappointing (but not surprising) 45:30 and then got on the W. Ridge trail to Green where there were only one set of hiking boot footprints. Though I was not moving fast in the fresh and slippery snow, I felt infinitely better mentally at least and felt like myself for a short while. At the 4-way, I passed a familiar face (turned out to be Jim P who was standing there waiting for a hiking buddy). We spent a few minutes on the summit chatting, then I carefully jogged my way down, trying to not twist anything in the very slippery snow. Below the Ranger Cottage, the snow had turned to ankle deep slush and I just had a blast sloshing through it (although for some reason, I hopped the creek).
2 miles on the mill in 12:13
Run up SuperFlag in 45:31 (avg HR 161(173 max))
W. Ridge 20:34 (avg HR 157(174 max))
Down Ranger/Gregory 28:40 (avg HR 132(159 max))
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Wednesday, 05/12/10 Spring Storm on Green
All day at work, I was chomping at the bit to get outside and play in the fresh snow. I knew from Homie's morning report that the snow would be significant, so I was well prepared with full winter running gettup (except for gaiters and microspikes).
Took it easy up Gregory/Ranger, stopping to take pictures and let Sierra go nutty in the fresh snow. If there was ever a being on this planet that can't get enough snow and cold, it is Sierra for sure, as evidenced by her puppy like energy, non-stop sprinting and telltale, ear to ear perma-grin. Went down Greenman/Saddle/Amphi to survey conditions (a bit worse than Gregory/Ranger). It goes without saying that the Friday night TT (if anybody shows) will be a social run, no hope for any PR's for a few days at least.
Up: 45:52 (avg HR 147(max 162)
Down: ~32 (avg HR 109(max 132)
I'll let the photos tell the rest of the story.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Monday, 05/10/10 Bear Peak
Started from Cragmoor, up Shanahan to Fern. Went pretty easy up to the saddle waiting on Sierra and was itching to go faster. From the saddle, I upped the effort to moderate, feeling decent,but never really pushing. Took it really easy on the down, waiting often for Sierra, as she was getting a bit tired and as usual, lags behind majorly below the Mesa Trail for some reason (I think she is more motivated on singletrack).
Cragmoor: 0:00
Shanahan jct.: 2:56
Mesa: 10:46
Saddle: 28:30
Summitpost: 42:15
Summit: 42:51 (avg. HR 157/max 178)
Descent: 32:12 (avg. HR 125/max 148)
Cragmoor: 0:00
Shanahan jct.: 2:56
Mesa: 10:46
Saddle: 28:30
Summitpost: 42:15
Summit: 42:51 (avg. HR 157/max 178)
Descent: 32:12 (avg. HR 125/max 148)
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Sunday, 05/09/10 Green Mountain
Took it super easy today, partially planned, partially dictated by Sierra, who found it to be a bit warm and was lagging at times, so I was just content to take it easy and not push her.
Went slow on the down as well, stopping to let Sierra roll around and savor the last remaining patches of snow near the 4-way. Bumped into Buzz on the descent, chatted with him for a while.
Up via Gregory/Ranger: 40:26 (avg HR 149/max 167)
Down the same way: ~29 (avg HR 113/max 144)
Went slow on the down as well, stopping to let Sierra roll around and savor the last remaining patches of snow near the 4-way. Bumped into Buzz on the descent, chatted with him for a while.
Up via Gregory/Ranger: 40:26 (avg HR 149/max 167)
Down the same way: ~29 (avg HR 113/max 144)
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Saturday, 05/08/10 Green/Bear/S. Boulder/Green
Started up Amphi/Saddle/Greenman. My legs were not all that peppy and I was a bit slow to warm up, so I just kept the effort low and eased into it, never pushing at all, just gearing low. I was surprised by the crowds out there today (probably increased by the recent CU graduation, as many seemed to be college age with parents, though there was also the expected hikers and runners out there). Took a moment to eat some Chomps on the crowded summit of Green, but did not linger, as it was cold and I had some ground to cover.
I felt OK on the down and by the time I got to W. Ridge, I felt nice and warmed up and enjoyed the gentle climb, just cruising along at a moderate pace, listening to my bodies cues and enjoying the morning. Tagged the true summit of Bear and did not skip a beat, straight over to S. Boulder, then back to W. Ridge/Green/Bear, back up the summit of Green and down the way I came. By now, the summit and trail was a true mob scene, as I had work my way through the mess, all the while trying to not look like a jerk trail runner in a hurry.
Splits:
Gregory lot 0:00
Green 36:58
W. Ridge/Bear Canyon jct. 46:46
Bear Summit 1:12
S. Boulder 1:22
Bear again 1:32
W. Ridge/Bear Canyon jct. 1:48
4-way 2:01
Green again 2:04:??
Finish Gregory lot 2:28 avg HR 155(176 max)
I felt OK on the down and by the time I got to W. Ridge, I felt nice and warmed up and enjoyed the gentle climb, just cruising along at a moderate pace, listening to my bodies cues and enjoying the morning. Tagged the true summit of Bear and did not skip a beat, straight over to S. Boulder, then back to W. Ridge/Green/Bear, back up the summit of Green and down the way I came. By now, the summit and trail was a true mob scene, as I had work my way through the mess, all the while trying to not look like a jerk trail runner in a hurry.
Splits:
Gregory lot 0:00
Green 36:58
W. Ridge/Bear Canyon jct. 46:46
Bear Summit 1:12
S. Boulder 1:22
Bear again 1:32
W. Ridge/Bear Canyon jct. 1:48
4-way 2:01
Green again 2:04:??
Finish Gregory lot 2:28 avg HR 155(176 max)
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