Training Log Archive: Charlie

Event: QOC Royal Romp 2-Day Classic
 

Royal Romp Brown X Day 1.

1. Heading down the spur on compass, and maybe best would have been to keep the green on my left and find that rootstock, but instead I decided to drop down to above the stream and attack from below, and then I got beyond it and into the broader re-entrant, so knew I had to go back one. About 2 minutes lost.
2. Straight, across the stream, up the spur, highest ground on my right, across the top of the reentrant and spur, and there it was right in front of me.
3. Not sure why I did this, but apparently straight through all the green. It was yucky, and seemed to take forever. Long enough that I was despairing of vevenr coming to the reentrant before the control. Eventually I did get there, and got up on the spur thinking I would see the hill to my right. I didn't, so got a bit further down and headed back up, and there it was. So at least another 2-3 minutes here.
4. Straight up the small reentrant and right to it.
5. Thinking I was on compass, but getting mightily distracted by all the green, by lots of unmapped ditches, and by so many beech branches whacking me in the face. Apparently I was off t o the left, and once I was past the area of the control, just wandering, trying to relocate on something. Ran into Rick W, who reported having seen Peter go by, but he didn't know where it was either, so we went our separate ways. After a bit of an excursion, found the N/S stream SE of the control and followed it down, and when I was convinced that it was really the stream I thought it was, headed NW up the spur toward the control, and eventually got up to the ditch across the saddle, and looked for a fair amount of time at the hillside across unable to see the flag. And then Greg Ahlswede came by at high speed, not going to my control, but running by it and I could see it. Not a really distinctive location. I figure 29 minutes lost wandering here.
6. Careful to get across the reentrant in the right direction and across the small spur and into the right reentrant beyond. Saw Rick a bit ahead an thought maybe I could catch up, but he was pulling away. I was a bit high on the slope coming into the control, and saw him leaving it and heading up toward 7, but he was well out of sight by the time I punched.
7. Up and over, no problem.
8. More or less straight, bending left a bit to contour, and hit the stream and up the spur from which I had finally found #5, so feeling pretty confident, across the reentrant and along the edge of the spur, looking a little too soon as it turned out, but kept going and then saw Rick coming in from another direction,.
9. Really tired and sore by now, Thinking I was going a little R of the lineand just NW of the stream junction, but in fact I was a little L of the line and crossed E of the junction. Took a hard fall when my shoelace got caught by a downed branch, smacking the sore knee pretty hard, but got up and up the stream, Maybe a compass check would have helped. came to a control at the stream junction, and puzzled over that for a bit, since there was not a stream junction on the stream I thought I was on, and then came to a control on a bridge, which caused some real soul searching, and some disappointment when I figure out where I was and what I had done. Nothing much to do for it but climb across, bumping though green and through reentrants, eventually dropping down to the stream and trying to make sense of things. The ditch was actually pretty far away from the stream, so more or less lucky ever to find it. Probably about 12 minutes more lost here.
F. Then too tired to put up any kind of pace, just trying to get out of there and out to the road.
So pretty lame. Well back in last place in M-75, roughly double Peter's time, and a full hour behind the best time on Brown.

Once we were back at our house, a little lunch and then straight to bed. Steve woke me up a couple of hours later so we could go out to dinner,.

All 7 of us from the house (J-J, Nancy, Steve, Jim A, Peter, Phil and me) and Clint for dinner at Armetta's restaurant nearby. Very good service, pleasant surroundings, not too crowded, not noisy. Food not wonderful. The decor was pleasing to me, lots of Italian theme paintings and other decorations, including a large plate on the wall across from me depicting two guys in medieval armor fighting on horseback, and I was delighted to recognize exactly who they were: Ruggiero and Rodomonte, fighting out the ultimate battle in the last Canto of the epic poem, Orland Furioso. Ruggiero wins the battle and marries the warrior maiden Bradamante, becoming the mythical forefather of the d;Este line, the noble family that ruled over Ferrara, and incidentally the Duke of Este was the patron of the poet who wrote the epic.

Day 1 Map

Day 1 - Brown X - Splits

Long day. Left the house at 7am for Pilates, then off to Italian class at the senior center. After class a visit with my friend Renée and her husband Dick for a bit, until it was time to go to the commuter parking lot in Waterbury to meet up with Peter, Phil and Bridget and head down to Virginia for the QOC meet. Peter still has his ultra-game, driving all the way. I was happy to be in the back seat. And eventually got to our AirBnB, arranged by Nancy. Quite fine.

Reformer 1.5 with Yi

Reformer 1.0 with Leah

Walking the dog. Slippery, as the snow had warmed up.

PT appt for my leg.

With the dog. Snow is diminishing, and a little firmer, so boots were fine.

Reformer 1, with the excellent Leah.

Similar to the other day, from PV, out to the 2 mile mark, then turn back to meet up with Rhonda who was walking, and then walk back with her.

with Rhonda (and Luna, who is not much help).

Back to PT for my leg. Looks like it’s going to be a long road.

At Pleasant Valley. Out to the 2 mile then turn back to catch up with the walking Rhonda and walk back, but I was so slow I turned a little early.

Walking back the rest of the way, limping a fair amount as my lower leg flared up again as soon as I stopped to walk.

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