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Training Log Archive: levitin

In the 7 days ending May 31, 2009:

activity # timemileskm+m
  Orienteering2 2:41:26 6.4(25:13) 10.3(15:40)
  Road running2 2:25:32 16.5(8:49) 26.55(5:29)
  Cycling1 1:30:00 21.54(4:11) 34.67(2:36)
  Total4 6:36:58 44.44(8:56) 71.52(5:33)

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Sunday May 31, 2009 #

Road running 1:30:00 [1] 10.0 mi (9:00 / mi)
ahr:145 max:177 shoes: BA7

Out-and-back from Assumption to Reservoir with the gang. Parts were at 8:3x pace, which felt tougher than LSD.

Orienteering race 1:55:31 [3] 6.3 km (18:20 / km)
ahr:132 max:160 shoes: Jalas2

Red course at Nobscot, with epunching. Given the 10M I'd already run today, I decided to see how accurately I could do this course, remaining in contact. Generally successful, though the pace was slow. Never really ran fast, just walked and jogged occasionally. Couple of controls hung questionably accurately. Only leaving #13 did I become misoriented; all the other times, I had a very good idea of where I was.

Friday May 29, 2009 #

Road running 55:32 [2] 6.5 mi (8:33 / mi)
ahr:144 max:161 shoes: BA8

Out-and-back from Daniel's karate studio down Grove St to grove & Forest, then back up the hill. Outbound 28:13, back 27:20.

Thursday May 28, 2009 #

Cycling 1:30:00 [2] 21.54 mi (4:11 / mi)
ahr:134 max:151

Biked from Hubbardston to home in light drizzle, cool temps.

After 17 1/2 years of happy ownership of my 1991 Honda CRX HF, and 204000 miles, I sold it to a guy in Hubbardston who's going to fix it up and give it to his son. It was still getting 40+ mpg at the end, but had enough rust that it would probably not have passed the state inspection.

Tuesday May 26, 2009 #

Orienteering race 45:55 [4] 4.0 km (11:29 / km)
ahr:148 max:182 shoes: Jalas2

Cat Rock Park-O. Good contact, but I cannot read the map while moving at top speed. I got confused a bit by the thickets in the open area 6-7-8, and missed #12 to the left.

AOWN: Aside one of the trails behind the ball field, a newborn fawn was curled up, motionless, and occasionally crying out for Mom, who was nearby, but I think was spooked by all the human traffic. I hope that after the guy in the nearest house finished mowing his lawn and all the humans left, Mom returned to take care of her newborn. As I was leaving the parking lot, a couple of Weston police were there to investigate.

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