Training Log Archive: jennycas

Attack of the Killer Masseuse
My legs have been really tight since WA, I think because of running in spikes on hard ground, and this in turn is pulling on my knees :(

But still not as painful as my running over the cat on Wed night would have been for him. I swear he was nowhere to be seen when I got in the car to start reversing out of the driveway; next thing there was a dragging sound and a yowl. You can imagine how bad I felt! Thankfully (?) I've only taken lots of skin and fur off the inside of his back leg and the vet confirmed that it should heal ok. Cat is feeling very sorry for himself and continually trying to reverse away from the plastic cone tied around his head...

C • poor kitty 3

From house A to house B via an indirect route. About 20 min into this my knee became really bad. It's ironic that the tendonopathy in my right ITB has finally settled after 3 months just in time for a sore spot to emerge under my left kneecap - which it did in spectacular style right at the end of Thursday night.

My body clock's still been on Perth time this week and I've struggled to not be late for work, so this happened in the evening. I had a whole lane to myself as the sky deepened to purple :)

C • Was that you or Andrew who ... 5

Redwoods run - in daylight - with Zara/Callum, B&S, Lauren. Nice scenery and company but my knees have been quite unhappy the past few days and I think I am going to have to nurse them through summer.

A bit vague this morning, as evidenced by the fact that I nearly forgot to kick off my sandals before entering the water. And tried to unlock my car with the pool pass card!

Event: Sprint the South West
 

Work. And chocolate. The latter does not compensate for the former.

Woke up at 5am, packed, got petrol, washed hire car, returned hire car, checked in, said "OMG" and other less ladylike things at the length of the screening queue (Perth definitely needs a reconfigured domestic terminal) and just made it through in time for a 7am flight. Horrible gusty landing in Adelaide had everyone looking a bit twitchy; it was still nearly 30 and blowing a gale. G & I then explored our new (future) domicile and gave my parents a guided tour and while we were picnicking with them around the camping table (no gas or electricity just yet) a medium sized branch was ripped off the tree next door and flew across the yard, nearly taking out our clothesline! I think that was the 109km/h gust...

Still a bit strange to think of Avenue Rd as "ours" but we won't move straight away because there are a few things to be done to make it more secure (front window screens) and energy efficient (curtains on the big glass windows at the back) and also no longer hospital green on the inside. Seeking advice on how to convince a pair of predominantly outdoor cats to move with us!

Moondyne Rd, just over the hill from yesterday's event, on a much wetter day. The women's race (at least) had a funny configuration with a route choice option out of the start being back through the assembly area and up the hill through the carpark and toilet queue. There were a couple of controls in the rocky green then back out to the farmland for a running leg and repeat; rather like yesterday except that the grass was longer and soggier.

Zoe ran first for the Arrows and was a casualty of the fact that the women's course started out at 180 degrees to the men's, something which it took quite a few women a little while to catch on to. Fern ran second and valiantly struggled around half her course in the rain before calling it quits and coming back just before I was going to head out in the 3rd leg mass start. So my heart wasn't really in it and I made some shocking mistakes, at least partly because the bubble in my compass had returned and my bearings were all over the place.

Ballsed up 1 by being so near and yet so far, left 2 at 90 degrees in the wrong direction and couldn't make out which fence I'd crossed, went up the wrong gully on 3 (but I wasn't alone). Had to walk the sodden hillside over near the OOB crop as my legs just wouldn't lift. Coming back towards the spectator control I found Liv sitting by the track with a nice Newcastle lady watching over her. Turned out she had done her ankle quite badly and been helped to hobble 400m to the track by this lady and a Dubbo friend who had gone back to the finish for the ambulance. There wasn't much helpful I could do once the ambulance turned up apart from taking Liv's SI card back to the finish - since I was going straight there I didn't bother finishing my own course.

Most successful thing I did today was managing in the afternoon (despite a power failure due to the feral weather) to get Blair's O gear washed and dried in time for him to put it (and himself) on a plane to the other side of the world, and making a salad to take to Richard & Nicole's for dinner. As a bonus, I didn't have any dirty O gear either when I got home on Monday :)