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Saturday Sep 10, 2016 #
Event: DVOA Hickory Run Sand Spring
Orienteering 1:00:00 [2]
DVOA Training Camp at Hickory Run.
The first session was contours-only, led by Clem. There were six little loops, each between 500-800 meters, with 3-4 controls. It was a really nice area, and it was fun to be orienteering again. I took it very easy, mostly jogging, and still making mistakes along the way. Great training.
The first session was contours-only, led by Clem. There were six little loops, each between 500-800 meters, with 3-4 controls. It was a really nice area, and it was fun to be orienteering again. I took it very easy, mostly jogging, and still making mistakes along the way. Great training.
Orienteering 30:00 [2]
Second training session of DVOA's Hickory Run Training Camp.
In retrospect, I probably should have skipped this one, given my very limited allowed mileage right now. It was a star relay, but the legs were a little too long and too difficult to make it feel like a relay. Clem did modify the format to have teammates go out at the same time to hang controls, and then run back to the start/finish, switch and move the controls. I did this in a team with Patrick Shannon, whom I hadn't seen in a long time. It's fun to see familiar faces come back to the sport after years away.
I didn't feel like I was getting a whole lot out of the exercise, and I was getting tired, so I cut it short after three legs.
I think this would be a great training with shorter and somewhat easier legs, so that people would not be standing around waiting for each other quite as long. Still, it's always nice to get out in this great terrain.
In retrospect, I probably should have skipped this one, given my very limited allowed mileage right now. It was a star relay, but the legs were a little too long and too difficult to make it feel like a relay. Clem did modify the format to have teammates go out at the same time to hang controls, and then run back to the start/finish, switch and move the controls. I did this in a team with Patrick Shannon, whom I hadn't seen in a long time. It's fun to see familiar faces come back to the sport after years away.
I didn't feel like I was getting a whole lot out of the exercise, and I was getting tired, so I cut it short after three legs.
I think this would be a great training with shorter and somewhat easier legs, so that people would not be standing around waiting for each other quite as long. Still, it's always nice to get out in this great terrain.
Orienteering race 51:31 [3] 4.7 km (10:58 / km)
shoes: VJ Supra Fall 2015
This was the Night-O during DVOA's Hickory Run Training Camp. I was pretty excited about it and decided to do the long course and treat it, at least somewhat, as a race. For an added challenge, I had the weak, crappy light with me, and Alli had the good one on her intermediate course (which she rocked!)
I started out with a lot of hesitation, trying to remember how to orienteer, and blew 2 minutes on #1, due to (a) stopping short and (b) stopping to revamp how my lamp was attached to my head and how the battery was carried.
After #1 it went much better, and I was very pleased to run pretty cleanly on legs 2-10, albeit excruciatingly slowly. I got tired towards the end of the course, and shed a bunch of time on 11, first getting stuck in the green on the way out to the road, then being slow on the road, and finally taking a stupid attack through a green swamp into the control.
Still, I was very pleased with the race and had a really fun time. I ended up 3rd, almost 8 minutes behind Sergei Ryzhkov, but managing to scalp Wyatt in the process.
Being out of shape is very frustrating, and I am still not at the point where it's just a matter of training more. The core muscles on the right side of my body are not used to working at all, and so that side is much weaker than the left. There is still a lot of work ahead before I can start training for real, and I just need to be patient. Still, finding controls in the woods at night is so much fun!!
Results: http://www.dvoa.org/events/results/html/rslt16/hic...
RouteGadget: http://www.dvoa.org/cgi/gadget/reitti.cgi?act=map&...
I started out with a lot of hesitation, trying to remember how to orienteer, and blew 2 minutes on #1, due to (a) stopping short and (b) stopping to revamp how my lamp was attached to my head and how the battery was carried.
After #1 it went much better, and I was very pleased to run pretty cleanly on legs 2-10, albeit excruciatingly slowly. I got tired towards the end of the course, and shed a bunch of time on 11, first getting stuck in the green on the way out to the road, then being slow on the road, and finally taking a stupid attack through a green swamp into the control.
Still, I was very pleased with the race and had a really fun time. I ended up 3rd, almost 8 minutes behind Sergei Ryzhkov, but managing to scalp Wyatt in the process.
Being out of shape is very frustrating, and I am still not at the point where it's just a matter of training more. The core muscles on the right side of my body are not used to working at all, and so that side is much weaker than the left. There is still a lot of work ahead before I can start training for real, and I just need to be patient. Still, finding controls in the woods at night is so much fun!!
Results: http://www.dvoa.org/events/results/html/rslt16/hic...
RouteGadget: http://www.dvoa.org/cgi/gadget/reitti.cgi?act=map&...
Friday Sep 9, 2016 #
Cross-Training 40:00
Recumbent bike "intervals" at the gym at work, 10x1 minute.
Alli and I are headed to Hickory Run for the DVOA training weekend. A lot of the Mid-Atlantic Junior Team members are coming. Looking forward to it!
Alli and I are headed to Hickory Run for the DVOA training weekend. A lot of the Mid-Atlantic Junior Team members are coming. Looking forward to it!
T.rex training 10:00 [1]
Squats, planks, side planks, dead bugs, and the weird exercises where I poke at each of my vertebrae to try and activate the tiny muscles that run parallel to the spine.
Thursday Sep 8, 2016 #
Cross-Training 40:00 [1]
Stationary bike at the gym at work. Charlie Stern was there too, so we discussed our progress on the way back from injuries.
T.rex training 10:00 [1]
Tuesday Sep 6, 2016 #
Cross-Training 36:00 [1]
T.rex training 10:00 [1]
Sunday Sep 4, 2016 #
Hiking 4:00:00 [1]
9:30. Barnacle's paws were a bit sore in the morning, and so the decision was made to keep him off-leash for a bit to see if it would help him move better. It did.
10:00. Within a half-hour of us starting to hike in the morning, he was gone. At first we didn't panic, figuring he would come back like he usually does, but we did speed up the pace a bit. When we got to the next junction with no sign of him, a bit of panic set in. We split up, exploring the different trails, and eventually learned that he followed the way we had planned to go, as oncoming hikers had spotted him.
10:30. At this point Hannah, Alli, and I set off after him, while Kevin returned from exploring a different trail, and Martin waited for Chris (who got a later start) to catch up.
11:00. After passing several hikers who had seen a solo beagle, the trail went dry at a river crossing. We dropped our stuff here and searched all around the river and the nearby campsites. Alli and I were starting to get desperate. I ran into Chris walking up the trail, and we decided that he would head up a side trail that none of us had explored yet, and that Barney hadn't been spotted on.
11:30. I give up on searching around the river crossing and head up the side trail after Chris, especially after hearing conflicting reports from that direction.
12:00. I run up this trail, asking everyone I see if they had seen a beagle or Chris. The first reports are that Barney was spotted about an hour earlier, three miles away, and that Chris was about half an hour ahead of me. The next few reports give somewhat similar times and distances, and I keep running. One pair of hikers give very definitive information that Barney turned onto the trail we had hiked yesterday and was booking it. I try to do the same.
12:30. The reports are getting more encouraging. The dog is twenty minutes ahead, and Chris is five minutes ahead. Then, suddenly, one pair tells me that Chris is with the dog! Another report tells me he is chasing the dog at a full sprint. Yet another tells me that the dog is chasing Chris...
1:00. I am encouraged at this point, but also getting tired, as I am not fit and have no food or water with me. After a few more reports of dog and Chris together, the sightings suddenly cease, right around the spot where we had filled our water bottles for the last time the day before.
1:30. After the reports cease, I start searching around the area where they were last seen, running/walking back and forth and yelling for Chris and Barney, with no success.
2:00. I am crushed and exhausted. I am imagining all sorts of scenarios, but see no other option for myself than to keep following the trail we took yesterday, past the campsite, all the way up to where I had left the rest of the group.
2:30. This feels like some sort of death slog, as I am very weak and thirsty, but just keep moving for the remaining four miles or so. After a while, a group of hikers, whom I had passed earlier in my search, offer me some water and snacks, for which I am grateful. Still no signs of Barnacle.
3:00. I finally drag myself back to where I started, only to find that both Chris and Barney had been back for over an hour. Chris had saved the day.
I was very tired and angry at the dog, but eventually the feeling of relief at not having lost him won out. We managed to hike out of the woods (taking a shortcut to the road while the Culbergs and Martin went ahead to get the cars) without much more adventure, and with Barnacle attached firmly to his leash.
We got out: https://goo.gl/photos/1NphcrrKz7iTVvuW9
10:00. Within a half-hour of us starting to hike in the morning, he was gone. At first we didn't panic, figuring he would come back like he usually does, but we did speed up the pace a bit. When we got to the next junction with no sign of him, a bit of panic set in. We split up, exploring the different trails, and eventually learned that he followed the way we had planned to go, as oncoming hikers had spotted him.
10:30. At this point Hannah, Alli, and I set off after him, while Kevin returned from exploring a different trail, and Martin waited for Chris (who got a later start) to catch up.
11:00. After passing several hikers who had seen a solo beagle, the trail went dry at a river crossing. We dropped our stuff here and searched all around the river and the nearby campsites. Alli and I were starting to get desperate. I ran into Chris walking up the trail, and we decided that he would head up a side trail that none of us had explored yet, and that Barney hadn't been spotted on.
11:30. I give up on searching around the river crossing and head up the side trail after Chris, especially after hearing conflicting reports from that direction.
12:00. I run up this trail, asking everyone I see if they had seen a beagle or Chris. The first reports are that Barney was spotted about an hour earlier, three miles away, and that Chris was about half an hour ahead of me. The next few reports give somewhat similar times and distances, and I keep running. One pair of hikers give very definitive information that Barney turned onto the trail we had hiked yesterday and was booking it. I try to do the same.
12:30. The reports are getting more encouraging. The dog is twenty minutes ahead, and Chris is five minutes ahead. Then, suddenly, one pair tells me that Chris is with the dog! Another report tells me he is chasing the dog at a full sprint. Yet another tells me that the dog is chasing Chris...
1:00. I am encouraged at this point, but also getting tired, as I am not fit and have no food or water with me. After a few more reports of dog and Chris together, the sightings suddenly cease, right around the spot where we had filled our water bottles for the last time the day before.
1:30. After the reports cease, I start searching around the area where they were last seen, running/walking back and forth and yelling for Chris and Barney, with no success.
2:00. I am crushed and exhausted. I am imagining all sorts of scenarios, but see no other option for myself than to keep following the trail we took yesterday, past the campsite, all the way up to where I had left the rest of the group.
2:30. This feels like some sort of death slog, as I am very weak and thirsty, but just keep moving for the remaining four miles or so. After a while, a group of hikers, whom I had passed earlier in my search, offer me some water and snacks, for which I am grateful. Still no signs of Barnacle.
3:00. I finally drag myself back to where I started, only to find that both Chris and Barney had been back for over an hour. Chris had saved the day.
I was very tired and angry at the dog, but eventually the feeling of relief at not having lost him won out. We managed to hike out of the woods (taking a shortcut to the road while the Culbergs and Martin went ahead to get the cars) without much more adventure, and with Barnacle attached firmly to his leash.
We got out: https://goo.gl/photos/1NphcrrKz7iTVvuW9
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