Training Log Archive: maprunner

at Rockcrusher on a course drawn by Mike. This was the site of my first "travelling" A meet, in 1989, so it brought back good memories. Great day to be out, upper 30's, light snow (lots of opossum, turkey and raccoon tracks). I started off well, moving cleanly (although still slow in and out of controls; need to get sharper). But then I hit the wall at 1 hour (my stomach was growling, and my training began to resemble one of Eric B's exercises). Slowed way down and dragged myself back to the car a few minutes later than planned.

Then off to dad and Pam's for a great dinner. Talked with Stephen and they decided to name our niece: Vivian. He sounded very tired.

C • Niece details 1

C • They don't all end in misery. 3

Memory #5, Christmas

Christmas is a day for joy and fun. What better way to spend part of the day than orienteering? I used to go back to my parents house for Christmas in my early O years, and I started a tradition of orienteering in Harriman on Christmas day. Plus, I often received an O related gift. It was great, as a poor grad student, to receive a gift of a compass, gaiters or a SLOC O top (yes, I admit that I was/am a geek).

Now that Mike and I spend Christmas in Lawrence, we almost always orienteer at Clinton Lake. It's great fun to see the bald eagles, fight through the thorns, and then go to a warm house for great food and company. And I still get O presents from time to time :)