Don't hate me because my trails are beautiful!

Hee, hee that title was for Willie.

I will start that this week included 5 - 17 hour days. Monday through Friday. Total insanity.

I left the house each morning at 4:30 am and returned at about 10:00 pm. I was at work all day, then taught an after school AP Biology review session, then went out to teach my class at State, then back to the high school to teach another AP Biology review session. I packed three meals a day to take with me. I was able to run 5 miles each day on Tuesday and Thursday at lunch and go back to shower at school and teach my after school review sessions and so on. When I got home I had to write lesson plans and grade. I slept about 2-3 hours a night. Then on Friday night and Saturday morning I taught labs for AP Biology. In between all this I had a 25 page research paper to finish and turn in and a research poster to create and present. I had to bail on several very important faculty meetings (can you smell the sarcasm?) and now have four friendly reminder (yep, more sarcasm) emails about my absence at said meetings.

It was a hell of a week.

Needless to say I was more than a little concerned about my long workouts this weekend and my ability to complete them.

On Saturday, I did a long ride of sorts. It was only 18 miles, but it did have some hills, so I am counting it toward my new "get your ass ready for IMCdA before you embarrass yourself" resolution.

On Friday, I got an email from a gal that trains with my coach. She was looking for people to run part of her 35 miler this weekend. Hot damn! I told her I needed to do 20 miles and was looking for something relatively easy. We decided to run in Big Basin Redwood Forest and, well, somehow that 20 miles of easy trail translated into 24 miles and a whole lot of descent and climbing.

Garmin had some trouble tracking in the forest, but USGS says 24 miles
and 3980 ft of total climb.

Five of us ran. 3 of the gals ran the 12 miles from the headquarters to the beach and had one of the their husbands pick them up. Then Helen and I turned around and headed back up the hill. I have to say, I would have rather climbed in the beginning and had the descent at the end, but it was worth to get to run with a group for a run I was seriously dreading.

Julia (Run partner from Bizz Johnson) crossing a wood bridge at the end of the first short climb, before the big descent



Julia hamming up the climb. She just got over a nasty cold so she was quite the trooper for being out there


Claire posing with one of the many cool fallen trees that have become part of the trail.



Julia and I in the dark forest



This little red speck is Helen. She is a seriously BADASS ultrarunner. She is doing the 50 miler at the North Face Challenge in Marin on Dec 6th. The fact that I was even on this run with her made me feel more than a little badass myself.


I don't know what happened here. Low light + shaky runner hands = shit picture.
Sorry for the blurr. Left to right: Lori, Helen, and Claire. Julia was off taking pictures of a newt.



Here is Julia as a newt!




















Not surprisingly, I did not take any pictures on the 10 miles of climb up from the beach. I was working a little too hard! But I did get this picture describing the and I had to add oone I took of Jane's thoughts of this trail during Skyline to Sea.




In the end I was pretty damn proud of myself. I had to get a picture with Helen 1. because she is a bad ass and 2. because she helped me get up that damn hill! I look a little happier than her because I am done and the poor thing still has 11 miles in these hills to go!

All in all a great run. I had a blast and felt pretty darn great. Product mini-review: This is the first run I have done using Perpeteum from Hammer. I have been looking for a drink for longer workouts and I had a free sample so I decided to try it. It tastes like shit, but I think it helped. I didn't have any stomach trouble using it with Gu and fig newtons. They jury is still out since it was just one run and I was conservative because I didn't want to have stomach problems in the forest for 24 miles.

Jane is IRON!!!!

















She got it the fuck done!

You rock my socks girl!!

Go see her and tell her what a fucking rockstar she is! I am so excited you would think I did the damn thing.



Our other ROCKSTARS of the day:

S. Baboo rocked the hell out of it as usual! What else did you expect? The man is a MACHINE!!

Debi- SWTrigal blazed the course and probably rode her bike home from the event.

SWTrigal's hubby Hartley laughed at time cut offs and had a hell of a first race.

Congratulations 2008 IMAZ athletes! You rock!!

**Redwood trail story to come (with pictures). I had a pretty rockstar day myself, but I had to celebrate my buddy first!

GO IMAZ ATHLETES!!

Send some positive athlete love and energy to Tempe Arizona today, 'cuz

JANE IS GOING FOR IRON TODAY!!

Go Jane Go!! Forward Motion, baby! It is all about forward motion!

Here are the numbers to watch:

Jane (first IM) 2225

Debi - SWTriGal (Second IM this year!) 2611

SWTrigal's hubby Hartley (first IM) 2005

S. Baboo (3rd, yes I said 3rd, IM distance this year) 1230

Here's to being safe, successful and having a freaking BLAST!! I am so proud of and inspired by you all.


On another note, my schedule is so INSANE that I can't even believe it. Even for me it is ridiculous, but the semester is almost over at State. I have missed you all. I have read most of your blogs, but I have had no time to comment. I will be back after my 20 miler today in the redwoods to whine I am sure.

Ride Report: Solvang Metric Century - November 15, 2008

Ride Report: Solvang Metric Century - November 15, 2008


I survived my first organized, and longest distance, bike ride. It was tough, but I am very glad I did it for several reasons:

1. It showed me how far I have to go to get ready for IMCdA.

Long rides EVERY weekend from here on out. I can always get my long run in, but I bail all too frequently on the long ride.

2. It proved to me that I am stronger on the bike than I thought.

I did the first 45 miles without using my granny gear. By the time I hit the second big climb, my quads were pretty fried and I was tired, so I had to go into the granny gear and had to stop a few times on the hill. I stood there panting in the shade with MANY other riders. The heat got up to 90 degrees, so we hopped from tiny shade spot to tiny shade spot up the 3 mile hill. On the extremely indelicate side, I was also surprised that my ass and *ahem* other parts held up much better than expected.

Elevation Chart for the ride. It was 65 miles, not 71. I forgot to turn off my Garmin and it tracked our drive back to the hotel. It also says that it took me 12 hours to complete the ride, since it kept counting until it ran out of battery.

3. It reminded me how much I LOVE my LA Run Buddy!

Getting ready to head out!



Pretty central California views. This is my first attempt at pictures from the bike.



Picture of LA Run buddy. This is not as easy as you would think.

The self portrait wasn't any easier, nor very flattering.



This is Molly. She was the official greeter at the first rest stop (around Mile 19/20). This picture was granted at the price of one Oreo cookie and a belly rub. Dogs are so cheap. I would have held out for at least two Oreo cookies and a belly rub.



At the second rest stop (Mile 31ish) after the first big climb. We are feeling pretty proud of ourselves.





















Miles 35-45 were a long, slow, painfully boring stretch on a straight highway. I attempted to hold the camera over my head and take pictures of LA Run Buddy behind me. Most were WILDLY unsuccessful.



Finally. Here she is wrestling with the ride sheet. We thought it better that she navigate since I SUCK at it and had lost a contact lens that morning.



LA Run Buddy at the Utopian Rest stop at Mile 45. It was a little tough to leave this
beautiful, food filled aide station when less than 50 feet out of the rest stop you started the
worst climb of the ride.

The only thing worse than the climb from Miles 45 to 48 was the hellish descent. The road was super steep, cracked, pitted and riddled with cavernous pot holes just begging to fold your front tire into a pretzel. I have never swore so much on my bike. And that is saying A LOT because, believe me, I have sworn A LOT on the bike.

I honestly don't know how the guys handled it. They must have spent an hour after the ride trying to dislodge their testicles from their liver.

On our way back into town, we passed Ostrichland! Unfortunately, the birds were
WAY out in the pasture, but I think you can see them.




Still smiling at the end. Always a good sign.
We had a great ride. It was tough, but I think we both held up pretty well.

We will be back in March for the full 100 miles!

Race Report: Big Sur 1/2 Marathon November 9, 2008

PR baby!!

2:17:37

Thank God. I feel like my last few races haven't gone so well. It is certainly not that I am all about speed, but it is nice to have a run that just comes together.

The run is called the Big Sur Half Marathon at Monterey Bay because it is NOT at Big Sur, it is in Monterey. It is put on by the same people as the Big Sur International Marathon, so they keep the name. This is very irritating to most people. Me, meh, I don't care. But I felt like I should explain.

My Run Buddy decided to not do the race, but still offered to come with me for moral support so that was cool.

I don't know why I always look like I am wired on crack in these pictures.

We got there at 5:45 for packet pick up and the race started at 7:05. It was cool (not fucking, FREEZING like Bizz Johnson) and lightly raining (not POURING like Stinson Beach) I actually got perfect running weather. Maybe the curse has been lifted.

It was a much bigger race than I expected. The news reported 6,000 runners. It was really crowed for the whole race I was dodging people at Mile 13. That NEVER happens to me. At my speed, I practically get a private finish. I spent so much time dodging people that my Garmin read 13.37 miles at the finish. My pictures are pretty awful because I didn't slow down to take them.

Of course, the lack of blur in my pictures taken at full running speed DOES harm my self esteem a bit.

A very boring shot of running through downtown Monterey

For the first 3 miles I felt like crap. My legs felt heavy and I was thinking it was going to be a long morning. Then around Mile 4 I got a burst of energy. and I started to feel pretty great. At Mile 6 I started to feel super human (Look there are nines!!)

Map

Elevation (ft)

Pace (min/mile)

Splits

Mile	Pace (min/mile)		Speed (mph)		Elevation Gain
	actual	+/- avg	actual	+/- avg
1	11' 34	+1' 15	5.2	-0.6	+10 ft
2	11' 01	+0' 42	5.4	-0.4	0 ft
3	10' 13	-0' 06	5.9	+0.1	+10 ft
4	11' 16	+0' 57	5.3	-0.5	+3 ft
5	10' 44	+0' 25	5.6	-0.2	+42 ft
6	9' 52	-0' 27	6.1	+0.3	-56 ft
7	9' 52	-0' 27	6.1	+0.3	-13 ft
8	9' 53	-0' 26	6.1	+0.3	+26 ft
9	9' 50	-0' 29	6.1	+0.3	-7 ft
10	10' 01	-0' 18	6.0	+0.2	-17 ft
11	10' 14	-0' 05	5.9	+0.0	0 ft
12	10' 25	+0' 06	5.8	-0.1	+13 ft
13	10' 11	-0' 08	5.9	+0.1	0 ft
end	01' 22' 11	+01' 11' 52	0.7	-5.1	-7 ft
Versus average of 10' 19 min/mile

We got to run through the tunnel which was fun, except it was still when I felt like shit at that point, so I was cranky about all the yelling. Boo.

Heading into the tunnel




Running down Cannery Row (a bunch of old fish canneries turned into tacky
tourist shops. I just don't see the draw)


Sammy the Sea Otter, the mascot from the Monterey Bay Aquarium, came out to cheer on runners. Now THIS is something you MUST see if you come to California. The aquarium is amazing. Simply amazing.

At Mile 6 we turned down to the water's edge and the views were stormy, but beautiful.

My pictures do not do it justice.

I felt like I was working pretty hard, but when the Mile 8 guy called out the splits I did some quick calculations and decided a PR was not in the cards today.

An all female Taiko Japanese Drumming group at Mile 9


Last beautiful view at Mile 10.

At about Mile 11.5 I regained the ability to do math and realized that I could get a PR on this race. I kicked it up a notch (well, as much of a notch as I could muster) and brought it home. I was passing people left and right (that NEVER happens to me) it may be because I was breathing so hard they thought a freight train was bearing down on them so they were diving out of the way.

I was thrilled to see that I finished in 2:17:37 almost a 2 minute PR over the Santa Cruz half marathon in April.

At Denny's for a celebratory breakfast. Again with the crack eyes?

By the way, that last picture was taken with my new PINK blackberry! I have had a crappy couple of weeks, so I did me some retail therapy!

A little late on the October totals

I am probably late posting the October training totals because they are so pathetic.

Here goes nothing (well, not nothing, but damn close)

October 2008

Running (let's start with the good news) 79.5 miles
Biking 32.0 miles
Swimming 0.0 yards

Ummm, yeah. That biking total is not for my last single ride it is for the whole flipping month. Two whole rides for a grand total of 32 miles. And swimming? Not one yard since The Triathlon a Pacific Grove.



For a little comparison let's look at the training totals the month before school started.

August 2008 totals:

Running 100.3 miles
Biking 230.0 miles
Swimming 10,012 yards

I am trying not to turn this into a "Holy shit! I can't do an Ironman. What the fuck was I thinking?" post. So I will leave it with, I am vowing to get my training shit together. Work is crazy, but that is status quo. I have to figure out how to deal with it. I did my entire training plan (sans the swimming, of course) this week and I plan to resume my pre-masters swim classes after the State semester is over (Dec 15).

Also to make myself feel a little better I will post my "2008 so far" totals which greatly exceed my wildest dreams when 2008 started.

Totals for 2008 to date

Running 715.8 miles
Biking 1,168.7 miles
Swimming 52,150 yards

I can do this and I will do this.


On to better news:

A big shout out to two people that have been training hard and are about the rock the hell out of Silverman 1/2 Iron distance Triathlon tomorrow:

Good luck Stef and Izzac (Formulaic)! Go Rock that bitch!

Race Report: Stinson Beach 7 mile Run November 1, 2008

Yessiree that said, 7 mile run. Which, for you mathletes out there *cough Willie*, would NOT be the 15 mile run I set out to do. Here is the story in pictures.

Driving over the Golden Gate Bridge at 7 am


The run started on the beach at Stinson Beach Park. Good thing it wasn't a triathlon. This sign would have made it a short day for me. Why the hell would you swim there?! (click on image to read. It gets worse than just the pictures!)

At the pre-race meeting, the race director announced that the full marathon distance was canceled due to the high winds, heavy rain, and thunderstorms predicted for the day.

I think this one picture sums up the day. You can't see the horizontal rain,
but I think you get the idea.

The trail was breathtakingly beautiful, but tough. over 1800 ft of climb in the first 3 miles. Lots of wooden stairs and even one ladder!

We ran along a stream/creek bed and there were lots of mini waterfalls. Very cool!

One of the many wooden paths and bridges.



Lots of long climbs. This was one of the 'less steep' ones. At least it isn't stairs

Here is one of the MANY, MANY sets of rock or wooden stairs



As if the stairs weren't bad enough we even had to climb a ladder.

Around mile 2.5 (I had forgotten to start my Garmin for about 1/2 a mile or so so I wasn't positive where I was) I knew I was working much harder than I wanted to.

I have a half marathon next weekend, the 100K bike ride the weekend after that, and I have the CIM in 5 weeks and my legs are feeling a little trashed. I made the decision to turn back at the 7 mile course turnaround. It wasn't really the rain. It WAS pouring, and muddy, and slightly crazy since the trail marking SUCKED, but I really did it because I am tired and I felt like going the full 15 with another 1600 feet of climb was going to be too much. The 4 miles back were pretty much all down hill. It was slick and windy and crazy, but really fucking fun! It was like being a kid playing the forest.

I mean, come on! Could it get more beautiful?

My DirtyGirl gaiters earned their name for sure today!


I could have done laps in this puddle!



Post race dirt!



Post race hair. Tell me it wasn't crazy windy!

They hold this run again in April. I may consider trying for the 25K again. It was gorgeous and fun, but really tough.