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Sunday Sep 24 #
10 AM
Running warm up/down 15:00 [2] 2.0 km (7:30 / km)
Wud
Orienteering race 31:41 [4] 5.05 km (6:16 / km) +203m 5:13 / km
ahr:168 max:192
JIRCs Relays, Llantrisant forest - 2nd on leg, 1st team
Euphoric. Not a groundbreaking performance, but I felt a lot better than yesterday, had a lot more to give on the faster sections. Nav wise lost a few pockets of time here and there and was becoming more and more hesitant towards the end, as I became deeply focussed on not mispunching. Knew I’d let Adam slip away through spec so was absolutely thrilled to find out his team had mispunched ;) sorry, but what a moment. Great way to end the final jircs. Also just a little side note, but I think the last time I legit beat James (until today) in a race, was 735 days ago…
Now we rest, nothing at least until jhis, and maybe for a week after that. Feel like I’ve earned myself a reset, then get back into things for the winter.
Euphoric. Not a groundbreaking performance, but I felt a lot better than yesterday, had a lot more to give on the faster sections. Nav wise lost a few pockets of time here and there and was becoming more and more hesitant towards the end, as I became deeply focussed on not mispunching. Knew I’d let Adam slip away through spec so was absolutely thrilled to find out his team had mispunched ;) sorry, but what a moment. Great way to end the final jircs. Also just a little side note, but I think the last time I legit beat James (until today) in a race, was 735 days ago…
Now we rest, nothing at least until jhis, and maybe for a week after that. Feel like I’ve earned myself a reset, then get back into things for the winter.
Saturday Sep 23 #
2 PM
Running warm up/down 10:00 [2] 1.0 km (10:00 / km)
Short wu
Orienteering 45:18 [4] 8.13 km (5:34 / km) +160m 5:04 / km
ahr:173 max:190
JIRCs Individuals, Kenfig burrows - 6th M18
Little bit disappointed with this, fumbled #1 then bits and pieces of scrappiness here and there. Have to admit some fatigue, no way I was fresh after last week. Didn’t feel totally ruined though, had plenty of endurance just no aggression/top end towards the end.
Little bit disappointed with this, fumbled #1 then bits and pieces of scrappiness here and there. Have to admit some fatigue, no way I was fresh after last week. Didn’t feel totally ruined though, had plenty of endurance just no aggression/top end towards the end.
Friday Sep 22 #
11 AM
Running 1:18:42 [3] 12.09 km (6:31 / km) +690m 5:04 / km
Fan Brycheiniog eg Black Mountain
From the village church, where I casually left my bag under a pew. 47th mountain of the 50 originally planned, would’ve been nice for this to have been the last cos it was a lovely one, with simple nav and easy running, but at least the remaining three give me a reason to return. Deffo glad I didn’t bail out home last Monday, as tempting as it was, it’s been a relentlessly interesting and exciting couple of weeks. Onto the next…
From the village church, where I casually left my bag under a pew. 47th mountain of the 50 originally planned, would’ve been nice for this to have been the last cos it was a lovely one, with simple nav and easy running, but at least the remaining three give me a reason to return. Deffo glad I didn’t bail out home last Monday, as tempting as it was, it’s been a relentlessly interesting and exciting couple of weeks. Onto the next…
Thursday Sep 21 #
9 AM
Walking 2:56:27 [1] 16.36 km (10:47 / km) +1064m 8:08 / km
The Brecon Beacons
From the corresponding yha. Enjoying the change of pace, had to force myself not to at least jog the descents but worth it for the vibes on Saturday hopefully. Still raining…
From the corresponding yha. Enjoying the change of pace, had to force myself not to at least jog the descents but worth it for the vibes on Saturday hopefully. Still raining…
Tuesday Sep 19 #
Note
(rest day)
Hardcore resting now, then maybe something to sharpen up before Saturday. Not feeling ruined though, should be alright if I avoid getting another cold!
Monday Sep 18 #
8 AM
Running long 5:31:08 [2] 39.3 km (8:26 / km) +2460m 6:25 / km
The Carneddau
What an adventure. Truly inconceivably bad weather, I think I’ll allow myself to complain on this occasion. When I crawled out of the tent, as late as I could risk, the rain was hammering down, all the rivers coming down from the mountain were in flood, and the path along the valley floor was under a foot of water. Naturally took a lot of motivation to get going, and I’m not even sure if I’m glad I did on this occasion.
Very tricky conditions up high, no visibility, and ridges blasted with freezing rain and high wind. Was all going pretty well considering until I made it to Llwytmor, which I found with some good luck and well considered direction. Then knew I’d have to traverse back round the top of the valley to find Bera Mawr/Bach, so got to work, and in a complete stupor thought I found one of them, about a kilometre too early. Looked at my phone to check, and it was dead. Love to see it. Just flashing the apple logo on and off. So with no way to navigate or communicate, and with no visibility, I blundered off in search of the other Bera.
And would you believe it - I found it! Or so I thought, but in fact I’d found the top of Carnedd Gwenllian which I’d been standing on top of about an hour previously. Pretty euphoric, so happily set off towards home, or so I thought… but in fact I was following the path I’d just followed to Foel Fras, and I didn’t realise for far too long, extreme deja vu kicked in when I saw a very familiar looking style over a wall, but I didn’t truly believe for a few minutes after that.
Really have to consider myself lucky, because had I not been along there before, I could’ve kept matching features from my vague memory of the map to infinity, and who knows where I’d have ended up. But in reality I counted my lucky stars and started heading back the way I knew, and half an hour later, I dropped out of the mist and finished the job, with just the two ‘pens’ to complete, in the sun. Crazy piece of experience today, how the weather can turn a day where I wouldn’t even have needed a map, into a day where I really needed a paper map and compass more than anything in the world.
What an adventure. Truly inconceivably bad weather, I think I’ll allow myself to complain on this occasion. When I crawled out of the tent, as late as I could risk, the rain was hammering down, all the rivers coming down from the mountain were in flood, and the path along the valley floor was under a foot of water. Naturally took a lot of motivation to get going, and I’m not even sure if I’m glad I did on this occasion.
Very tricky conditions up high, no visibility, and ridges blasted with freezing rain and high wind. Was all going pretty well considering until I made it to Llwytmor, which I found with some good luck and well considered direction. Then knew I’d have to traverse back round the top of the valley to find Bera Mawr/Bach, so got to work, and in a complete stupor thought I found one of them, about a kilometre too early. Looked at my phone to check, and it was dead. Love to see it. Just flashing the apple logo on and off. So with no way to navigate or communicate, and with no visibility, I blundered off in search of the other Bera.
And would you believe it - I found it! Or so I thought, but in fact I’d found the top of Carnedd Gwenllian which I’d been standing on top of about an hour previously. Pretty euphoric, so happily set off towards home, or so I thought… but in fact I was following the path I’d just followed to Foel Fras, and I didn’t realise for far too long, extreme deja vu kicked in when I saw a very familiar looking style over a wall, but I didn’t truly believe for a few minutes after that.
Really have to consider myself lucky, because had I not been along there before, I could’ve kept matching features from my vague memory of the map to infinity, and who knows where I’d have ended up. But in reality I counted my lucky stars and started heading back the way I knew, and half an hour later, I dropped out of the mist and finished the job, with just the two ‘pens’ to complete, in the sun. Crazy piece of experience today, how the weather can turn a day where I wouldn’t even have needed a map, into a day where I really needed a paper map and compass more than anything in the world.