Colleagues at work have all lined up to climb St. Helens on several dates over the next two weeks. Thus the long run was replaced by chaing after a group of colleagues who -----started much later than they said. So it turned into a far more aerobic climb than I anticipated. I thought that I missed them and raced up the hill. I found the group while I was descending as they were going up. Evidently the breakfast being served where you get your permit was far more appetizing than the early start that they planned. All was not in vain as I found a guided group having a very difficult day. So the rapid descent turned into a client assisted descent for a woman with altitude issues. Another member of the party then twisted his ankle. It's far more convenient to help them out right then than to risk coming back for a more serious situation later. There was no time left for a little run after helping that group down.
Sunday was rock climbing day, and we visited a remote Mt. Hood crag for a few pitches. A lovely dinner at Hood River was to be followed by a nice little run. Plan Interruptis again. Daughter went to the ER. So 3 of the last 4 weekends had long stints with hubby or child in the ER. All is OK -except my mileage total.
Today is a new day, and I got in a fabulous 6 by the waterfront in Portland. Tomorrow will be uphill to the Rose Garden or beyond. Keep me honest.
I love running under all kinds of conditions - -45° through the geyser basin at Yellowstone, in 110 ° heat in Vegas, during the eye of a hurricane, in blizzards, in thuderstorms, ...The first run for my running club was held on an evening with brewing thuderstorms. The weather was wet, wild, and we celebrated like children. When we finished, we were told that a tornado had grazed town, passing down my street, thankfully only destroying trees, not houses.
I won't run in fog at night in ice storms. A girl has to have some standards.
Yesterday I swam 3,000 yards of freestyle non-stop. Not that impressive for a real swimmer. But, it was the farthest non-stop swim of my life, at age 58. It took me about one hour and seventeen minutes.
The office was dead today. I took a little longer run at lunch and rambled through more trails at Washington Park. Think I did about 9 miles.
Slid back into the desk and found - rescue on, helicopter rides, missed it by 45 minutes. Damn!!! I keep missing those helicopter rides. I was a little disturbed and now need another work-out.
Holy moly 5.8! I think the farthest I've swum was the mile swim, back in scouts. -you could def keep up with me, btw, I don't go anywhere very fast, except in
my car.
Snuck out ahead of sonic on my mtb, 25 miles yesterday (plus a five mile trailrun) and 32 miles (back on mtb) today. Was planning to sleep late tomorrow, but sounds like something's in the air.....
They sent a helicopter after you for a long lunch, seamstress?
Peony Munger, 77 Died yesterday She swam a thousand miles of Butterfly in the last four (?) years, as a way to keep it together in the wake of her Pancreatic Cancer diagnosis. Way to go Peony!!!
It's a rest day, I don't feel good, but at least I slept well for a change. All out of sorts. 45 miles last week, incl a 20 miler (33km). Sunday,I did well at a 10 mile race in da Bronx then ran 15 miles the three days after and I'm shot. An 8 Saturday and an 18 miler (30km) Sunday coming up. Marathons are hard.
Almost 3 weeks with no running now, just can't seem to wake up in the morning.
Last Saturday, I did manage a 6 hour hike to nowhere, but found a potential new cliff too. Should hold about 30 to 40 new sport climbing routes, a few bolted/gear routes too. (Not a bad day)
Let us know!