Thursday, July 24, 2008

20 on 20

Before I was a skier I was a runner and before I was a runner my sister was a runner. I was talking to my sister the other day about running and the topic of marathons came up. I expressed some interest in running a marathon and she told me about what kids on her team used to do for their birthdays. They would run a mile for every year that they were alive. I thought it would be a great idea to try and see how I did on a longer run. Unfortunately, I overlooked the fact that my sister and the kids who used to run the birthday runs are really good runners. I still can’t beat my sister in running races, which is going to change next year in the bolder boulder. If only my leg hadn’t fallen asleep! Perhaps I should have drawn the connection between her old teammates who ran this insane run and her old teammate who just won the Leadville 100 mile trial run. But did I? Of course not!

On my birthday I woke up at 7:45 to try and finish the 20 mile run early. (I suppose I could have run 20k but I’m a real American). In my stupid string of ideas that eventually lead me to try this run, I thought “You know what would be fun? To run this whole thing on a track!” Well I did start on a track and I ran 21 and one half laps on the LHS track before I gave up that horrible plan. While I was running on the track I started in Zone 1. After I did some calculating I realized it would take me almost six hours to finish at that pace! I couldn’t handle running for six hours on a track so I gave up and got in my car and drove home.
When I got home I was really bummed. I didn’t want to give up and after some encouraging words with Julianne over texts I decided I would finish the run or at least try my best. So I decided to go up to happy jack and measure out seven and a half miles in my car down the dirt road opposite the tie city parking lot. And I did. After a few more encouraging texts, setting my water bottles behind trees along the road at 3 mile intervals and a plan for my girlfriend to come cheer me on an hour after I left the parking lot (2:13 into the run) I set out. The out and back run was much better than the track, though it wasn’t perfect. I went from running on a flat track on a relatively cool morning to running down a dirt road with a lot of hills at almost 9,000ft at midday in 85 degree weather. But hey, there was more to look at! I didn’t run this stretch of the run at anything close to Zone 1. My max HR was 190 and I think my average was around 170 something but I couldn’t run for six hours! On the scale of eventful runs this stretch of the run, the out part, was extremely uneventful but that was all about to change at the half way point.
I thought Julianne would have met up with me sometime before the halfway point; she was going to drive up and cheer me on! But I got to the half way point and turned around and nothing. I ran back to my first water bottle and realized that I didn’t want to drive all the way back out there to pick it up so I decided to carry it. About that point, 14 miles, is when the difficulty of the run hit me. I can honestly say that’s the first time in my life I’ve run for 3+ hours in zone 3. Small goals my friends! I picked objects that were pretty close to me and I made it my goal to get to that point, so on and so forth leapfrogging from object to object. At about 16 miles the clouds were getting really dark. I heard thunder off in the distance but I kept going. When the flashes and thunder were seven seconds apart I was about to assume the lightening position. Just then the double OG, Julianne, and her pug rolled up in her 1990 Honda Accord on the dirt road. It was awesome to get some encouragement on the last past of my run, I gave her my water bottle and I took off at a good pace for about half a mile but then the storm was getting really bad and I decided to call that section of the run at 17.5 miles and I got a ride back to my car from my awesome girlfriend.
I thought, “Hey I’ll just run the 3.5 miles that I have left in town.” I got back to town and there was an even bigger storm going on in town. At this point, I just wanted to be done, but how could I quit so close to the end? I couldn’t! So I bit the bullet and started to run the last 3.5 miles on my parent’s treadmill. Running on a track is heaven compared to a treadmill. I ran to 18 miles and couldn’t take it! I got off and went upstairs, still pouring and thundering. It might be worthwhile to add, by this point it was already three something in the afternoon and I didn’t want to spend my entire birthday on the run. So I ate my pride and ran the last 2 miles on the treadmill. It was horribly slow and painful at that point but I did it and I made it to the end of 20 on 20.

The whole event took me from 7:45 am to 3:40 pm. The actual running was somewhere around 4 hours but I can’t tell you the exact amount of time because I don’t know. Is there a marathon in my future? I’m not sure, but I am pretty sure that I should stick to middle distance sprints (and skiing of course!)! I wish I had something more to write about other than my epic runs but that’s about all I’ve done this summer. I’m sorry if my tale was boring but I hope you smiled at least once reading this ridiculous story of mine.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Ski Team AK Reunion, July 2, 2008!

Wish Y'all Were Here!

Sunday, July 20, 2008

july so far

so the summer is going fast... from the 6-11 my family and i went on a bike trip to Glacier Waterton International Peace Park. we spent 2 days in waterton doing biking and some hiking . Then biked across the border, into the park ,back out and into St. Mary on the east side of glacier park. we then stayed in st. mary for 2 nights doing a ride to two medicine lake and then the next day the famous going to the sun road. it was deffinently one of my favorite rides. the construction wasnt fun though, we had to wait 20 minutes on the way up less than 2 miles from the summit and our legs were hard to get going again after that. the nest night we stayed in whitefish and did a ride around whitefish lake. it was awesome to be out west again. i thought i was lucky to have the week of the trip land on a volume week so that worked out perfectly, i was able to get just over 17 hours that week.

i was also proud of myself for actually training this weekend when i was at my cabin, that normally doesnt happen. i will have grand plans to train up there, but i normally dont get it done, so that was nice . but i think that next time i wont run at 8 pm without a shirt because the mosquitos are horendous this year,

well , live and learn,

peace out homeskillets

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Tri-It-Hi Triathlon

Talk about good old fashioned fun.
Beautiful day, beautiful people (TONS of those), and racing 'til you drop. Just my kind of style.

The Leadville tri is a standard sprint triathlon, 500m swim (in a pool thank God, I think any standing water near Leadville only de-iced about a week ago), a 20K bike (12.2 miles for you Americans), and a 5K run. Then awards and people watching. (Authors note: triathlons are probably the best people watching there is, and for one reason: triathlon suits. Ya know what triathlons suits are? Underwear. Just awesome)

The UW Nordic contingent included myself, Rachel and Christi on tandem, Becca, and Kyle Steitz (for those who don't recognize the name, he's an incoming freshie from Steamboat).

My race started pretty well, with the three other guys in my lane with much faster swim times than I had ever put up, and me set to hang on. Hang on I did, however I think I may gone a little hard. On the swim to run transition I felt rather dizzy from lack of oxygen (for those who don't know, Leadville is at 10,200 ft) and the hard pace. I had a very good transition, and then started the bike leg. The bike leg felt pretty ok, until about 4 miles in when I took a wrong turn, went about a mile up a naty hill, and then back down to return to the course (many thanks to the guy on the motorcycle for turning me around). The best part of the race came after I returned to the course. About a hundred yards ahead was a guy riding fast and hard, and being pissed about the wrong turn, I chased him down, and we dueled for the remainder of the bike leg, with him gapping me by about 15 seconds by the end. I talked to him afterwards, and he said I was the first person who has ever passed him on the bike leg (and it wasn't his first rodeo). He ended up turning in about the 3rd (out of almost 300) fastest bike time. The run didn't feel so well, I was still pretty bummed about the lost time on the bike (I think it was about 3 minutes), so I wasn't exactly committed to putting myself through a lot of pain on the run, although I definately pushed it enough to make it hurt. When all was said and done I sat in 14th out of about 300 racers, so pretty good for me.

Thanks to Ferne and the Boggs's for the neverending amazing hospitality that makes Leadville my favorite town to race in any sport!!!

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

How about that rest day!

I know most of you struggle with rest days, either taking too many or, more likely, not taking enough.

Joe found a great blog posting with ideas for how to best deal with those endless rest days without going completely crazy.


Sunday, July 06, 2008

Excellent Fun Ride!

While some people were nursing a hangover and sleeping in on July 5th Rachel and I took advantage of a wonderful opportunity provided by Trevor driving to Denver to ride somewhere different.

We drove to Fort Collins bright and early on Saturday morning and left our truck at Christi's uncle's house. We put together our folding tandem and took off riding towards Boulder. Not the direct direction though, we found a much better route!

We started by riding the Fort Collins bike path to the very end of the route, right up to the base of Horsetooth Reservoir. We climbed the hill and headed towards Masonville. It was an amazing ride, lots of hills but nothing too tough. Masonville was beautiful, with the green land, flowers, lakes, rivers, etc.

After Masonville we road downhill for awhile and crossed the road up to Estes Park. We didn't ride up that road long but turned off on a small, quiet road heading over the next set of hills. It was a great road, more cyclists than cars and the view from the top was great. At the top we decided to ride on down to the frontrange so Trevor could have some chance of finding us. We road down towards Berthoud but then took another small road down to Longmont.

By now it was past 11am and it was getting REALLY hot. We were tired, dehydrated (despite having lots to drink and drinking it) and ready for a ride. Trevor and Shannon picked us up at a gass station in Longmont and we were excited to have had such a great ride!

Due to the extreme hilliness of the ride it took us about 4 hours to do 42ish miles. The approximate route we took can be found here.

Thursday, July 03, 2008

Good article about training when you're sick...

I usually send these articles out to the list-serve but I thought others might benefit from the article as well.

Those of you what have worked with us know that we are always harping on not training when you are sick or injured. I found an article that's very clear and concise about how to tell and why. There are actually 4 parts of the article and they're all useful, except for the second one that talks about running a marathon when you are over 40!

Anyway check it out!