Training Log Archive: Swampfox

Biked south of town tracing out a clockwise loop, which I won't do again (going clockwise, I mean) owing to a large construction project right off the east side of US 287 which is leaving large amounts of sand/gravel debris on the road shoulder. Good stuff for mountain bikers, I'm sure, but much less good for the "challenged" (I did fall, after all) on a road bike.

After nearly a whole week where there was no trace of the fire off to the SW, and where I was starting to wonder if it was finally out, it must have emerged from dormancy because today a considerable plume was emerging from it today. By sunset, everything to the west was very hazy--actually making for a sensational sunset.

O' at Twin Boulders, where I did my best to knock down some sage and invariably didn't succeed. I did however bring home one plastic and one glass bottle, doing my little bit to help keep the National Forest cleaner.

Now would probably be a good time to begin my WOC taper, so I watched some Olympic US Womens Beach Volleyball as an ideal way to begin. It is not a hard sport to watch, it seems.

Road north of town a little past the cable relay station and return. A demur ride, as the wind was making no effort today. A fair amount of motorcycle traffic was heading south, perhaps in a desperate search for bandana outlets still stocked with the goods.

I've lost track of when WOC is, and have the feeling it could be just a week away. I better get my legs together so I can run fast in absentia! ; )

Did a bike loop south of town. It was not very humid, so I pretended I was somewhere down in east Texas but I must not have pretended very good because it still didn't feel very humid even with all that.

Tweaked something in the upper left leg yesterday while running, and it was still sore today, so no running until it's better. Biked out to the airport so see what was happening, and what was happening was not much except for a lot of wind just as I was arriving. And even more wind for my departure.

O' at Remarkable Flats.

Hill work on Straight Up (the hill.) Heavy rain and hail threatened but all that fell while I was running were light sprinkles, which were refreshing, like 7Up. Lots of thunder and lightning as motivation to keep moving (harder to hit a moving target?). A fine way to end the day.

On the way home, I noticed the sun is setting behind the Snowies again, effectively shortening the day more than the calendar would suggest. By tradition, this marks the end of local summer.

O' at Pitcher Hill.