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Sunday Jan 18, 2009 #
Running long 1:22:00 [4] 13.0 km (6:18 / km) +300m 5:39 / km
shoes: Asics DS Trainer 13
The Sat long from Clare's house in Chapel Hill but my alarm, aka Ewan, woke up late so I missed the start. Not having any idea where they planned to run, I picked a likely loop and set off. Followed Bellbird, Quail, Highwood Rd, Highwood Rd Trail where I ran into Ian, Richie, Clare and Anna coming down. The first three went home the quick way but Anna and I did another loop out to the west. Good training, lots of hills, some of which seem practically vertical, but I didn't get as tired as last week. Achilles is sore afterwards.
Friday Jan 16, 2009 #
Note
Shipment of stuff turned up from Calgary today, including MTBs, a chariot, and my foam roller. ITBs have singing out for a good rolling lately so gave them a quick one ... ouch! After a roll and a stretch though my legs felt better than in weeks.
Wednesday Jan 14, 2009 #
Orienteering 34:20 [4] 4.3 km (7:59 / km) +35m 7:40 / km
shoes: Asics DS Trainer 13
First orienteering in Brissy - a little park/street event after dark in Coopers Plains. Felt decent and went round at a decent trot without mishap except for 3 unusual events ...
First, I had no idea what the thick stuff in the park would be like, so come to leg 4, I decide to follow a little corridor of open and then through about 50m of light green ... oops. The clearing ran out early and the green turned out to be head-high grass with a smattering of blackberry and god-knows what else. Stomped through it complaining for a couple of minutes and then followed my tracks back out, to take one of the wide track options. Coincidentally, this is vary similar to my first run in Calgary, where I wore 3/4 tights into Bowmont Park and got my legs shredded.
Second, incident occurred about 3/4 of the way round. I zipped out of path onto a road and past a woman walking a little yippy dog ... which of course was unleashed. The dog takes off and doesn't look like it's coming back, so the woman grumbles and asks me to stop while she catches it. Well I did but the dog kept going and after 20-30s of dithering not wanting to irritate the woman more, I found a detour and took it.
The third incident was the finish - I ran into it ... literally. Oddly, the organisers had put a control stand up for the finish with no flag but under a lamp so it could be seen if you looked really carefully. So I came running in hard, didn't see it, and clocked the damn thing with upper outer edge of my left knee. The subsequent swearing wasn't a good first impression with the Brisbane orienteering crowd, I'm sure. It bled a bit and swelled up into a good egg by the time I got home.
First, I had no idea what the thick stuff in the park would be like, so come to leg 4, I decide to follow a little corridor of open and then through about 50m of light green ... oops. The clearing ran out early and the green turned out to be head-high grass with a smattering of blackberry and god-knows what else. Stomped through it complaining for a couple of minutes and then followed my tracks back out, to take one of the wide track options. Coincidentally, this is vary similar to my first run in Calgary, where I wore 3/4 tights into Bowmont Park and got my legs shredded.
Second, incident occurred about 3/4 of the way round. I zipped out of path onto a road and past a woman walking a little yippy dog ... which of course was unleashed. The dog takes off and doesn't look like it's coming back, so the woman grumbles and asks me to stop while she catches it. Well I did but the dog kept going and after 20-30s of dithering not wanting to irritate the woman more, I found a detour and took it.
The third incident was the finish - I ran into it ... literally. Oddly, the organisers had put a control stand up for the finish with no flag but under a lamp so it could be seen if you looked really carefully. So I came running in hard, didn't see it, and clocked the damn thing with upper outer edge of my left knee. The subsequent swearing wasn't a good first impression with the Brisbane orienteering crowd, I'm sure. It bled a bit and swelled up into a good egg by the time I got home.