3.13: 1h, 800’ 2x Ida +ppp
3.14: 1.3h, 2000’ Woods +pp
3.15: 1h, 800’ 2x Ida +ppp
3.16: 1h, 800’ 2x Ida +pp
3.17: 11h, 10,000+’ USSR +ppp
3.18: 1h, 800’ 2x Ida +ppp
(photos somewhere upward over the mountain.)
This was a busy week. Playing hooky midweek for a jaunt up Woods on a warm spring evening was well worth it. With conferences running late most days at work, I knew the USSR was going to be my best bet for any substantial training.
Prior to this weekend, I was talking up a mean game of four consecutive laps at USSR preceding a taper. I’m thankful I got my head straightened out. Work had been too much of a drain. I decided that three laps would be just fine.
Chilly Cheetah came rolling through to pick Uwharrie and me up for a 6AM start on Saturday. Having tossed and turned in bed all night with little sleep, I was enthused to have the company of Mason, Tim, Lindsey and Damian early in the morning. These speedsters soon schooled me in the ways of the Seven Sisters.
We got to witness a beautiful dawn from the mountains above Montreat before making our way down to the 9:30AM mass start. The schooling continued into lap two as a multitude of smiling happy trail runners left me in the dust. I met up with Lily, Hannah, Brian and Uwharrie (now hiking) atop Graybeard.
Back to Lake Susan, a creek dip, snack break and hang out session preceded the 1:30PM start of a reverse third lap all by my lonesome. Building clouds with rumbling thunder helped to shade me on the oven-like ascent of Big Piney. Somehow I managed to drain all my water and calories along the West Ridge! But I still felt exhausted, so I decided to pull a Brockmeier: I put on my jacket and laid down for a spell.
This felt good, so I did it again further up the ridge. Realizing that I was pretty much toast, I bagged the loop and ran down the Graybeard Trail in the drizzle to meet Lily by 5PM. As we ate pizza in Black Mountain, I remarked to her how 40 miles, 10,000 feet and 11 hours can hardly be considered a botched workout… Still, it wasn’t what I (foolishly?) had in mind for a last long training effort. Perhaps there will be another opportunity. And if not, so it goes: the flow of the natural rhythm.
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