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Tuesday Dec 11, 2007 #
Running 33:54 [3] 4.08 km (8:19 / km) +70m 7:39 / km
shoes: Brooks
One hill route plus a loop of the rec center. I'm behind logging, which is weird because I'm such a logging whore. Work is taking a lot of time, and I've got a lot of stuff to do at home that I have neglected for too long---years in some cases.
I've spent the last two days in meetings that shouldn't be stressful to me, but were anyway. Yesterday's was just a long day, but today's just seemed draining. We checked a big box (two big boxes), so at least that is a relief.
I got home late (driving back from Indy), a little after 8pm, and I probably wouldn't have run today except for the weather. I went to bed last night expecting to wake up to an ice storm. Luckily, it missed to the north (way north), and it was high 30s at dawn. I walked out of the meeting at 5:30 with my jacket on, and took it off before I got to my car. It was about 60 degrees! I checked the weather model, and it's gone in 12 hours or so (for a long time), so it was my only chance to run in shorts.
I just can't put in words how awesome the run was tonight. The streets were wet, but it was warm. I felt good (mostly), and the iPod was picking good songs.
Book: "No Way to Treat A First Lady", by Christopher Buckley. I got this for $3 with a library jacket, and it was a fun and quick read. It's about a mega-trial for a first lady accused of murdering the President, and it's very funny. Satirical. For some reason, though, mega-trials in books just don't capture the essence of the real thing. The author also wrote "Thank You For Smoking", which is a movie I loved, and a book I plan to read.
Movie: No Country For Old Men (1) by the Coen Brothers. Based on a book by a writer known to be neither motivational or uplifting, this movie was filmed in a way that really brought me into the story. It did lose me a few times, especially at the end. I struggled with rating this a (1). If you're a fan of the Coen Brothers or the author, then you should definitely see it. It's more Blood Simple or Fargo than Raising Arizona or O Brother, Where Art Thou. I'd have trouble recommending this to women without qualifying it, but I'd recommend it to any guy. I left the theater thinking, "WTF was the point of that?" Just tonight I was e-mailing someone about how a good story ought to reward the good guys and punish the bad guys. Perhaps the point of a film noir is to not do that: To not reward the good guys. Perhaps I'm not the noir fan I think I am.
I've spent the last two days in meetings that shouldn't be stressful to me, but were anyway. Yesterday's was just a long day, but today's just seemed draining. We checked a big box (two big boxes), so at least that is a relief.
I got home late (driving back from Indy), a little after 8pm, and I probably wouldn't have run today except for the weather. I went to bed last night expecting to wake up to an ice storm. Luckily, it missed to the north (way north), and it was high 30s at dawn. I walked out of the meeting at 5:30 with my jacket on, and took it off before I got to my car. It was about 60 degrees! I checked the weather model, and it's gone in 12 hours or so (for a long time), so it was my only chance to run in shorts.
I just can't put in words how awesome the run was tonight. The streets were wet, but it was warm. I felt good (mostly), and the iPod was picking good songs.
Book: "No Way to Treat A First Lady", by Christopher Buckley. I got this for $3 with a library jacket, and it was a fun and quick read. It's about a mega-trial for a first lady accused of murdering the President, and it's very funny. Satirical. For some reason, though, mega-trials in books just don't capture the essence of the real thing. The author also wrote "Thank You For Smoking", which is a movie I loved, and a book I plan to read.
Movie: No Country For Old Men (1) by the Coen Brothers. Based on a book by a writer known to be neither motivational or uplifting, this movie was filmed in a way that really brought me into the story. It did lose me a few times, especially at the end. I struggled with rating this a (1). If you're a fan of the Coen Brothers or the author, then you should definitely see it. It's more Blood Simple or Fargo than Raising Arizona or O Brother, Where Art Thou. I'd have trouble recommending this to women without qualifying it, but I'd recommend it to any guy. I left the theater thinking, "WTF was the point of that?" Just tonight I was e-mailing someone about how a good story ought to reward the good guys and punish the bad guys. Perhaps the point of a film noir is to not do that: To not reward the good guys. Perhaps I'm not the noir fan I think I am.
Saturday Dec 8, 2007 #
Event: MVOC Cricket Holler Night O'
Event: ICO Camp Belzer
Night O' race 43:00 [4] *** 3.86 km (11:08 / km)
spiked:7/16c shoes: Adidas Tri-Star Cleats ($35)
Night O' at Cricket Holler in Dayton.
Biggest mistake was a little one---I overran 3 and got 4 first. Had to come back 75 or 100m to get 3. Several hesitations, and slow routes through green. The course was too easy, but fun anyway, and the food afterwards was awesome awesome.
Attendance was pretty low. I was third on the main course behind dersu and Mike.
Biggest mistake was a little one---I overran 3 and got 4 first. Had to come back 75 or 100m to get 3. Several hesitations, and slow routes through green. The course was too easy, but fun anyway, and the food afterwards was awesome awesome.
Attendance was pretty low. I was third on the main course behind dersu and Mike.
Night O' race 5:00 [5] *** 0.45 km (11:07 / km)
spiked:2/3c shoes: Adidas Tri-Star Cleats ($35)
Search and Destroy.
After the 60 minute score night O, we did a mass start Search and Destroy to take the course down. You race to controls and bring them back. If you're not first, you get nothing. This is very strategic, and your S&D score adds to your main score, so the win is on the line. My plan was to get one control, number 7. If I got even one, I'd be happy. At the mass start, I got the the attackpoint, and I just looked down at my already-set-compass. I ran almost right to it.
There was a square of four controls, but it just seemed like everyone would be going for them, and the fast guys would dominate, so I held little hope of getting even one more. I knew to go straight west, and as I popped up a contour line, I saw a headlamp going toward 8. I don't really know where it came from, but all of a sudden I'm sprinting towards the reflector, and I'm ahead.
I'm thinking, "As soon as I stop, this guy is going right for 9, and I won't have a hope", but the guy doesn't go right for 9. So I spend 2 seconds pulling the knot at 8, and I'm going for 9. I hear footsteps getting closer, so I relax and try to find the rhythm, and it works! I'm flat out flying, and I hear the footstep fade back.
But it was all I had. I was halfway back before I could even think about running.
Having 3 gave me second. Mike got 4, and dersu had changed clothes and didn't get any S&D points, having been outsprinted to the closest control.
Headlamp News: The more I use it, the more I love it.
After the 60 minute score night O, we did a mass start Search and Destroy to take the course down. You race to controls and bring them back. If you're not first, you get nothing. This is very strategic, and your S&D score adds to your main score, so the win is on the line. My plan was to get one control, number 7. If I got even one, I'd be happy. At the mass start, I got the the attackpoint, and I just looked down at my already-set-compass. I ran almost right to it.
There was a square of four controls, but it just seemed like everyone would be going for them, and the fast guys would dominate, so I held little hope of getting even one more. I knew to go straight west, and as I popped up a contour line, I saw a headlamp going toward 8. I don't really know where it came from, but all of a sudden I'm sprinting towards the reflector, and I'm ahead.
I'm thinking, "As soon as I stop, this guy is going right for 9, and I won't have a hope", but the guy doesn't go right for 9. So I spend 2 seconds pulling the knot at 8, and I'm going for 9. I hear footsteps getting closer, so I relax and try to find the rhythm, and it works! I'm flat out flying, and I hear the footstep fade back.
But it was all I had. I was halfway back before I could even think about running.
Having 3 gave me second. Mike got 4, and dersu had changed clothes and didn't get any S&D points, having been outsprinted to the closest control.
Headlamp News: The more I use it, the more I love it.