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Training Log Archive: blairtrewin

In the 7 days ending Jul 16:

activity # timemileskm+m
  Run5 5:28:59 32.81(10:02) 52.8(6:14) 16522 /28c78%
  Pool running1 45:00 0.43(1:43:27) 0.7(1:04:17)
  Swimming1 36:00 0.62(57:56) 1.0(36:00)
  Total7 6:49:59 33.86(12:06) 54.5(7:31) 16522 /28c78%

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Sunday Jul 16 #

10 AM

Run 2:07:00 [3] 22.1 km (5:45 / km)

A morning's work adequately done is the best description of this run; always felt like it was a bit of a slog, but kept putting away the kilometres and ended up with my longest run for more than a year.

Started up through Heidelberg and was reasonably steady over the gentler side of what's known in Melbourne cycling circles as the Col de Burgundy. That gave me enough confidence to try something more ambitious and do the Bulleen traverse, something which was a regular route for me when living out this way (albeit more often from south to north) but not since then. The hills were fine from an aerobic perspective, but my hip (which has been largely trouble-free for the last fortnight) flared up on the downhills. I was hoping it wouldn't take a turn for the worse - it's a long way to walk home from there - but it gradually settled on the flatter areas, and knowing that there was only one more (short) steep descent, I hoped it would hold out. It did. Finished off with the loop past the Fairfield pipe bridge, something I may not be doing for much longer in its present form - the new Chandler bridge work looks like it's getting close to being at the stage where it will no longer be possible to go underneath the bridge on the riverbank until the work's finished sometime next year (looks like the north side is already blocked off).

Not feeling super-energetic through the rest of the day, but pleased to get that one under my belt. I haven't yet made a decision about the ultra-long, but will only consider taking on the long course there if I can get through a training run in the 2.5-hour range beforehand (an attempt is tentatively planned for two weekends from now).

Saturday Jul 15 #

2 PM

Run race ((orienteering)) 58:59 [4] *** 6.0 km (9:50 / km) +165m 8:39 / km
spiked:22/28c

Bendigo Saturday event at Virginia Hill, one of those areas which Bendigo specialises in - a patch of old mining country, partly open, partly scrubby, and often challenging, with the extra possibilities that the 1:5000 map offers.

This wasn't a good day for me. My main issues came in some flat country on the west side of the map, where much of the detail was vegetation that I never got to grips with. Dropped probably 3 minutes on 9, coming past a clearing in green twice without seeing it, then when we came back there on the second loop, lost another 1.5-2 minutes on 18 (and smaller bits on 19 and 20), although with the slight mitigation that 18 was (a) hidden and (b) slightly misplaced.

Was in a bit of a rush to get started on this before last start and wasn't running that well at the start, but felt better as it went on (never great though).

Bruce did 41. I probably should have been 52-53 with a decent run.

Friday Jul 14 #

7 AM

Run 1:00:00 [3] 10.1 km (5:56 / km)

Another pretty unconvincing run around the Studley parklands. Not a lot of strength up the hills but at least nothing hurt. Managed to miss most of the showers.

Thursday Jul 13 #

7 AM

Run 41:00 [3] 7.0 km (5:51 / km)

Managed to get out for a run, albeit in a somewhat unconvincing manner - took a long time to get going but back was basically OK (didn't test it on any hills, though).

One positive of not doing the Thursday run I'd hoped for is that if I'd done the Thursday run I'd hoped for I would have taken the train to work instead of riding, and had I taken the train to work I would have been caught up in tonight's Metro meltdown. Their offices are in the same building as ours and they were clearly having a stressful day, as evidenced by the person I was sharing the lift with, who was in a phone conversation in which at least 30% of her words were "f**k" or derivatives thereof. Not sure I've heard quite a concentration of expletives before from a woman, although if accounts I've heard from some of the comrades are correct, this may be because I haven't yet met Jane Calvert of the CFMEU.

Wednesday Jul 12 #

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(injured) (rest day)

This is the worst episode I've had for a while - back felt tight even lying down and didn't even consider going out this morning. Improved considerably during the day so hopefully I'll be able to do something tomorrow (although something well short of what I'd originally intended).

Had a session today where the ASC was consulting national sporting organisations on the development of a National Sports Plan. Some interesting discussion (and stirred up a few thoughts of my own). Less uplifting on the train on the way there was an old woman (81 to be precise - given that part of what she said was "I was nine when the war ended") who was launching into a go-back-where-you-came-from tirade against a group of African teenagers whose only obvious sin was to be young and black in a public place. It's perhaps an indicator that sport is running ahead of the general community that if she'd said it at the MCG on a Friday night it would have been front-page news, but on a train at a Wednesday lunchtime no-one else seemed to care less.

Tuesday Jul 11 #

8 AM

Pool running 45:00 [3] 0.7 km (1:04:17 / km)

After a few days where I'd felt on the edge today was over it from the back's perspective, so took to the pool instead. (I was somewhat amused that my watch tells me that the recovery time from my abortive couple of hundred metres is 58 hours). Took a while to loosen up there, too, but at least felt by the end of it that I'd done something useful for the morning.

Monday Jul 10 #

8 AM

Swimming 36:00 [2] 1.0 km (36:00 / km)

Fairly standard recovery session on a nice morning for this time of year, bright but not too cold. Started slowly, picked up a bit through the middle but drifted out of it a little towards the end.

Uplifting encounter of the commute was being next to a car at the lights, whose three rear-seat occupants (all girls of seven or so) amused themselves by making faces and waving in my direction, something i was quite happy to reciprocate. The return to reality came a few blocks later in the form of a get-out-of-the-f***ing-way horn blast, by someone who is perhaps disgruntled by the fact that La Trobe Street is currently narrowed to one lane at King Street because one wall of the building on the corner is considered by the council (with some justification given the visible cracks) to be unstable.

(The building in question is a two-story affair which is apparently the only surviving shop from mid-19th century Melbourne, and as such is of heritage significance. It's owned and occupied by a couple in their 90s who apparently don't have anything like the money needed to restore it properly. I imagine that developers are salivating over the site and will not be in the least distressed if the building falls over; hopefully they don't give it any encouragement to do so, but if it burns down or someone accidentally on purpose crashes a car into it, it's probably time for somebody to ask some searching questions).
1 PM

Run 42:00 [3] 7.6 km (5:32 / km)

First attempt for a while at a lunchtime run. Wasn't sure what to expect of this, particularly after yesterday, and felt iffy in the first 10 minutes. No significant injury issues after that, but felt a bit sluggish on the way down to Beacon Cove and back.

I suspect the GPS was doing strange things amongst the big buildings, particularly when attempting to navigate the maze of the South Wharf construction site; I certainly didn't run a 4.26 kilometre in the middle of that section.

Also spotted a double-decker bus heading toward the Montague Street bridge. It turned.

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