So last week I missed my Wednesday run due to crazy having to drive from one side of DC to the other. Instead I saw Transformers with a very late night showing. And then I slept with my air conditioner on. It was amazing. Quiet. Fresh. Un-sticky. Whatever, that wasn't the point of my post.
I went for my 8 mile run late on Friday evening, except it was 8.5 miles by the time I got back to where I needed to be. I did a little walking from out of my apartment, then did a warm up from...some point, to 16th and Euclid. I did my awkward "stretching in public" thing at that corner, and from there, I launched through DC. I'm embarrassed to say that living here for over a year, and passing it, if/when I drive...I hadn't seen the White House in person. So, I remedied that. I ran to the side that faces 16th, then around the other side. And I kept going. All through whatever park that it, to the Lincoln Memorial, along the Reflecting Pool, around the Washington Monument, across the Mall, to the Capitol. And then back up to 14th street. It had rained earlier that evening. I had eaten 3/4 of a box of macaroni and cheese. It was humid enough that just walking out of my apartment made me damp. But it was AWESOME. Like, really AWESOME. I enjoyed it on so many levels - the monuments are at their best after dark. There were fewer people out (and far fewer people riding or running, come on, it's Friday night). And probably what saved me - the mall is a good mixture of gravel and pavement. The gravel walkways were close to muddy. I don't know how well my knees would have taken the beating if it had all been on pavement. Given that the run was significantly longer than my norm, I wore my brace and I think that helped a lot. I was able to conserve my fluids a little better than usual (and I did take my watered down Gatorade in the camelbak instead) so that was excellent. It was sort of like setting beverage goals - get to where Obama lives, take a sip, get to the Lincoln, take a sip, and so on. Immediately following, I was pretty sore.
I went to yoga on Saturday morning, hoping to lengthen my ouch a little bit. It was good, but there's always so much emphasis on the working part of the yoga exercises - I just wish there were more stretching! I miss the old Saturday instructor.
I rode to Adams Morgan to pick up spare inner tubes for my bike (so now my bike it all kinds of equipped but if I ever actually need to change my tires, I'm hosed cause I still haven't sat down to learn how to do it...). My friend and I went out to Crescent Rock to climb in the late afternoon - it was less humid but still really hot. Her fluffy, big, black dog was not impressed at the lack of air conditioning. All in all, a good Saturday.
I ran around so much on Friday and Saturday, that Sunday almost fell too lazy. The hike and climb into Crescent had left me really sore, so come Sunday morning, I could hardly walk. My initial plan had been to ride out to Washington's house in Mt. Vernon but that didn't work out. Instead I rode to the Dupont Farmer's Market, picked up good stuff... I came home, did some work and then back out to Whole Foods on wheels. I needed sugar and strawberries to make sour cherry + strawberry jam. Twas good. I had cheese and crackers with jam for dinner last night.
Depending on the hour I get home tonight, I'd like to do an easy five miler. I want to make that effort to keeping my hard run on Wednesdays and my middle run on Mondays. But I'm still pretty sore from Friday. We shall see.
That is all.
Monday, June 29, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Do the Hula Hoop
I sort of feel like I should take a little teeny camera with me on my runs and rides. I’d love for you to see the gnarly old man scooter rider with the crazy skateboarder helmet. And I’d love to show you the chick I saw today on my ride into work doing a hula hoop work out. She was standing at a light waiting to cross, hooping away, and then when the cross walk light turned, she kept hooping (hulaing?) her way across the street. Pretty much awesome.
In any case, yesterday I ran from the office south, instead of north. I was trying to get back on the river trail off the GW Parkway but in my effort to find it, I ended up running the loop on Jones Point Park. It was intensely hot and humid, I’d forgotten my camelbak and I had eaten two cup cakes later in the day so that I burned through sugar too quickly. (Moral of the story: plan well so you don’t forget stuff and don’t eat cupcakes before your runs.) I didn’t have my pack, so I didn’t have my distance tracker on my phone with me. I’m estimating the run was a little over 5 miles based on the time I was gone. The trail itself was quite nice…ran south on the river front past King street, then weaved in and out of the neighborhood and onto GW. The park was kind of neat, but I had the same dilemma of running down the 4 mile run toward Arlington: it’s nice and secluded, but at the same time it’s nice and secluded. There are hardly any people on the trail and that makes my imagination run a bit – if I fell in a hole, or got pulled off the trail by a hairy beast, no one would know and that would pretty much be a bummer. The trail was good, although I feel the need to buy some trail running shoes now, to give me a little extra ankle support. It was convenient because my knees were a bit sore and the trail was pretty soft. Headed back to the office was probably the closest I’ve ever come to walking while on a run, but I managed to push through it.
This morning I rode into work and it was the first time I’d seen the kamikaze bike rider trait in myself. I hadn’t ridden into work at rush hour before, and I left home just after 9 AM today, so it was still right in the thick of everything. I was riding between buses and scrambling between cars riding into oncoming traffic – it was all very complicated! I didn’t feel unsafe at any point, but it was the sort of thing where if my mother were watching, her heart would be in her chest. A cab driver almost backed into me through an intersection…I was NOT impressed with that. I now have a rear and front light on my bike, as well as a mini-pump plugged right onto my frame. Still missing is carrying replacements for a flat, and, what I need to address most importantly: squishy butt pants. I hoped my hind quarters would get used to it by now, but it doesn’t seem so.
Tonight is climbing, maybe riding back home if I feel up to it. Tomorrow I’ll be running an 8 miler in DC. It's been a long time since I ran in DC - hopefully I can make it to Rock Creek Park before night fall.
This weekend, I’ve either got some plans to do NYC in one day or do some climbing at Great Falls/potentially ride out to Mt. Vernon to check out Washington’s mansion.
In any case, yesterday I ran from the office south, instead of north. I was trying to get back on the river trail off the GW Parkway but in my effort to find it, I ended up running the loop on Jones Point Park. It was intensely hot and humid, I’d forgotten my camelbak and I had eaten two cup cakes later in the day so that I burned through sugar too quickly. (Moral of the story: plan well so you don’t forget stuff and don’t eat cupcakes before your runs.) I didn’t have my pack, so I didn’t have my distance tracker on my phone with me. I’m estimating the run was a little over 5 miles based on the time I was gone. The trail itself was quite nice…ran south on the river front past King street, then weaved in and out of the neighborhood and onto GW. The park was kind of neat, but I had the same dilemma of running down the 4 mile run toward Arlington: it’s nice and secluded, but at the same time it’s nice and secluded. There are hardly any people on the trail and that makes my imagination run a bit – if I fell in a hole, or got pulled off the trail by a hairy beast, no one would know and that would pretty much be a bummer. The trail was good, although I feel the need to buy some trail running shoes now, to give me a little extra ankle support. It was convenient because my knees were a bit sore and the trail was pretty soft. Headed back to the office was probably the closest I’ve ever come to walking while on a run, but I managed to push through it.
This morning I rode into work and it was the first time I’d seen the kamikaze bike rider trait in myself. I hadn’t ridden into work at rush hour before, and I left home just after 9 AM today, so it was still right in the thick of everything. I was riding between buses and scrambling between cars riding into oncoming traffic – it was all very complicated! I didn’t feel unsafe at any point, but it was the sort of thing where if my mother were watching, her heart would be in her chest. A cab driver almost backed into me through an intersection…I was NOT impressed with that. I now have a rear and front light on my bike, as well as a mini-pump plugged right onto my frame. Still missing is carrying replacements for a flat, and, what I need to address most importantly: squishy butt pants. I hoped my hind quarters would get used to it by now, but it doesn’t seem so.
Tonight is climbing, maybe riding back home if I feel up to it. Tomorrow I’ll be running an 8 miler in DC. It's been a long time since I ran in DC - hopefully I can make it to Rock Creek Park before night fall.
This weekend, I’ve either got some plans to do NYC in one day or do some climbing at Great Falls/potentially ride out to Mt. Vernon to check out Washington’s mansion.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Preference: Horizontal
I should start at the beginning for today. Or maybe the end of yesterday. I got in bed and did my usual post-run routine: I did my knee, thigh, calf and foot massage and then proceeded to ice my knees. This morning, before my alarm pissed me off and before I actually tried to get out of bed, I could tell the general act of rising was going to make me unhappy.
My partner and I bouldered on Tuesday. We got to the gym a bit too late, and nearly walked out when we saw just how packed the gym was. We bouldered a miserable 20 problems (I had been set to do 40, but we failed at keeping to easy problems and ended up playing on things that were beyond our ability). We had fun. I lost some skin, which sucks because it hasn't grown over yet and we're climbing again tonight, but, oh well.
Wednesday I got a late start to the day and took advantage of the overcast conditions by riding from home to the office, and it was a generally pleasant ride. Far fewer people on the trails and generally good temperature. Of course it was absurdly humid, so even though the degrees were alright, I was soaked. I was embarrassed at my appearance and literally snuck into the locker room to shower. It took me an hour from the time I left home to the time I was showered and dressed, so it definitely worked out. It takes me an hour to metro, door to door, so I was pleased with the timing.
In retrospect, riding to work wasn't really the best idea I've had...while 10 miles isn't a lot, my legs are still twitching from not really giving them a rest in the last 5 days, so pushing my run yesterday was excessive. I ran a reasonable run though, and although I was slightly slower than I wanted to be (7.15 miles in 73.5 minutes). I ran down the GW Parkway and then detoured onto the 4 Mile Run, and oh my, was that a poor idea. I distinctly remember the smell of rotting when we rode down the street next to the treatment plant on Sunday, but somehow it didn't occur to me that I'd be running next to that on the 4 Mile Run. The 2.5 miles I covered along that trail gave me the general feeling of running with a mouth full of poop - the kind where you've stuffed your mouth too full and now you can't swallow it. Gross. I finished my run with a good sprint and the rain started to come down immediately as I finished. Lucky me on that one.
Also, the sheer number of bugs I've inhaled through my nose and drowned in my eyes and mouth over the last few weeks is ridiculous. I spend at least half my runs blowing bugs out of my nose, spitting up gnats and picking flies out of my eyeballs. Thank goodness for my glasses.
I'm looking forward to not doing any workout stuff tomorrow, and less looking forward to climbing tonight since both my knees, quads, hams and hip flexors are complaining that I've been beating them up too much. I'll be in MA this weekend for a graduation party, and hopefully will be able to squeeze in my 4 miles on Saturday even though I'm staying with a friend and her family. Is that awkward?
I've committed to running a loop from the Capitol building to the Lincoln Memorial on the mall. I'm a bit competitive and don't like running with people who I know are faster than I am because I'm a sore loser...but...I feel inclined to do this with my friend who basically told me to get over it. It's an opportunity to run with someone who is faster and will push me, so there is that. Plus, I've wanted to run on the mall for a while and look forward to having someone to do that with. Probably next weekend or late one evening next week.
Yay for not working on Monday! Yay compressed workweek! WHEEE!
My partner and I bouldered on Tuesday. We got to the gym a bit too late, and nearly walked out when we saw just how packed the gym was. We bouldered a miserable 20 problems (I had been set to do 40, but we failed at keeping to easy problems and ended up playing on things that were beyond our ability). We had fun. I lost some skin, which sucks because it hasn't grown over yet and we're climbing again tonight, but, oh well.
Wednesday I got a late start to the day and took advantage of the overcast conditions by riding from home to the office, and it was a generally pleasant ride. Far fewer people on the trails and generally good temperature. Of course it was absurdly humid, so even though the degrees were alright, I was soaked. I was embarrassed at my appearance and literally snuck into the locker room to shower. It took me an hour from the time I left home to the time I was showered and dressed, so it definitely worked out. It takes me an hour to metro, door to door, so I was pleased with the timing.
In retrospect, riding to work wasn't really the best idea I've had...while 10 miles isn't a lot, my legs are still twitching from not really giving them a rest in the last 5 days, so pushing my run yesterday was excessive. I ran a reasonable run though, and although I was slightly slower than I wanted to be (7.15 miles in 73.5 minutes). I ran down the GW Parkway and then detoured onto the 4 Mile Run, and oh my, was that a poor idea. I distinctly remember the smell of rotting when we rode down the street next to the treatment plant on Sunday, but somehow it didn't occur to me that I'd be running next to that on the 4 Mile Run. The 2.5 miles I covered along that trail gave me the general feeling of running with a mouth full of poop - the kind where you've stuffed your mouth too full and now you can't swallow it. Gross. I finished my run with a good sprint and the rain started to come down immediately as I finished. Lucky me on that one.
Also, the sheer number of bugs I've inhaled through my nose and drowned in my eyes and mouth over the last few weeks is ridiculous. I spend at least half my runs blowing bugs out of my nose, spitting up gnats and picking flies out of my eyeballs. Thank goodness for my glasses.
I'm looking forward to not doing any workout stuff tomorrow, and less looking forward to climbing tonight since both my knees, quads, hams and hip flexors are complaining that I've been beating them up too much. I'll be in MA this weekend for a graduation party, and hopefully will be able to squeeze in my 4 miles on Saturday even though I'm staying with a friend and her family. Is that awkward?
I've committed to running a loop from the Capitol building to the Lincoln Memorial on the mall. I'm a bit competitive and don't like running with people who I know are faster than I am because I'm a sore loser...but...I feel inclined to do this with my friend who basically told me to get over it. It's an opportunity to run with someone who is faster and will push me, so there is that. Plus, I've wanted to run on the mall for a while and look forward to having someone to do that with. Probably next weekend or late one evening next week.
Yay for not working on Monday! Yay compressed workweek! WHEEE!
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Short shorts
I saw this dude running yesterday. He was quite skinny and rather short in stature. He was shirtless and had on a pair of red shorts that were smaller than even some of my fancy underwear. I kid you not. I turned around to see the rear view of his shortness and actually saw crack. WTF? Plus, how is that even comfortable to run in? I feel like it would be uncomfortable for me, and I don't have any equipment that gets in my way like dudes!! WIERD! (I also wanted to write about the little heron I saw, but after the dude in little girl underwear, I felt that the heron was less interesting.)
More importantly, I had an excellent 5 mile run yesterday, hitting my ten minute pace quite accurately. A good day. I used the TrackThing application on my iPhone and was fairly impressed with it. The mapping feature is a bit wonky, but the GPS and timing feature worked fine. My legs are still twitching from the two rides over the weekend, and I imagine they will keep on twitching till I have a day off. I think my general running schedule is turning out to be three runs a week, middle distance on the first day, long distance on the second day and short distance on the third day. So tomorrow will be a 7 mile run again and then a 4 miler on Saturday, and scaling up from there. Next week I'll be hitting my 8.5 mile mark as my long distance run. I need to find a good 10K and eventually a 10 miler to run in the 6 to 8 weeks or so, to keep me entertained, and to ensure that I don't get too excited about things and increase distances too quickly and get hurt.
Climbing tonight - 11 endurance climbs, hopefully a couple 9s and 10s thrown in there? Don't know if my partner will be there...solo climbs go faster but so much more exhausting. Either way, excited to climb. My injured climbing partner is starting to want to come back, but she's still got another month or so before she's allowed to climb. Shoulder surgery must suck...
Back to the grind.
More importantly, I had an excellent 5 mile run yesterday, hitting my ten minute pace quite accurately. A good day. I used the TrackThing application on my iPhone and was fairly impressed with it. The mapping feature is a bit wonky, but the GPS and timing feature worked fine. My legs are still twitching from the two rides over the weekend, and I imagine they will keep on twitching till I have a day off. I think my general running schedule is turning out to be three runs a week, middle distance on the first day, long distance on the second day and short distance on the third day. So tomorrow will be a 7 mile run again and then a 4 miler on Saturday, and scaling up from there. Next week I'll be hitting my 8.5 mile mark as my long distance run. I need to find a good 10K and eventually a 10 miler to run in the 6 to 8 weeks or so, to keep me entertained, and to ensure that I don't get too excited about things and increase distances too quickly and get hurt.
Climbing tonight - 11 endurance climbs, hopefully a couple 9s and 10s thrown in there? Don't know if my partner will be there...solo climbs go faster but so much more exhausting. Either way, excited to climb. My injured climbing partner is starting to want to come back, but she's still got another month or so before she's allowed to climb. Shoulder surgery must suck...
Back to the grind.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Moving on
I had a fantastic weekend. Do you ever have one of those days where you're just like, hm, I love life? Yeah, I loved life this weekend.
On Friday, I stuck to my plan of doing nothing, sort of, except that I stayed up till 11:30 cleaning house. I laid down to sleep at 11:30, and before my eyes shut, it was 6:20 and time for me to head downtown for Race for the Cure. The race started about half an hour late, but there were some 48,000 people there and the whole thing was just awe inspiring. I expected that I'd get less choked up about the whole breast cancer survivors/running in memory of thing, but truth is I got just as choked up. In any case, the race was good, we were down in a little over half an hour and then we just took in DC. The Biden family was there, as well as some royalty (Crown Princes and such) from Syria. Crazy.
I should have felt like it was alright to snooze the rest of the day away, given that it was an early morning for me, but no. I had a ladies party to attend that afternoon, and later that evening I went for a bike ride out to Alexandria. Riding down 14th street was pretty much ok and crossing over the 14th street bridge was a little nerve wracking. It just seems like you're going to bash the handlebars into the bridge railings...or fall into the river even though that wouldn't ever happen. The ride was all pretty light and I sat on the river for a little while before riding to the Braddock metro and riding back home.
Sunday was a highly active day: given that I was sleeping by 11:30 on Saturday night and up at 9:30 on Sunday, I felt pretty good about doing stuff. First off, I went to the Dupont Circle farmer's market, which was FANTASTIC. It was really crowded and busy, and not nearly as big as Eastern Market, but the produce was excellent. I picked up rainbow Swiss chard (gorgeous), little super-sweet strawberries, a bunch of basil, garlic scapes and some excellent all natural soaps. I had never seen garlic scapes before and I was immediately intrigued. The price tag had a little thing that said it was good for making pesto (and if you know me at all, you know I can eat pesto by the bucket load). So, I bought two bunches and went on my merry way. I went on to have lunch with my brother and almost-looking-pregnant sister in law, then went for a light hike at Carderock. I got home to start my experimental pesto making with garlic scapes. One bunch of scapes yielded about 5 jars of sauce, and I made it in two varieties: one with walnuts, pecorino romano cheese and olive oil, and the other with walnuts, pine nuts, parmigiano reggiano cheese, and olive oil. I really prefer pecorino romano cheese because it's saltier; so much so that when I use it I don't have to add any salt to the sauce. I also made the basil pesto and froze that, so, hey, I've got a lot of sauces. And I still have another bunch of scapes that I need to use up but there is nothing left for me to store the stuff in. I should probably sell the stuff.
Anyhow, around 6:30, my friend and I headed out for a ride downtown and it was really excellent. Initially we were just going to ride around the mall and then turn back, but we ended up tacking on a little bit at a time. First the suggestion was to cross over to the airport, so he could see the cross over from DC to VA. Well, we got to the airport and decided to just ride to the metro in Alexandria. And once there, we headed toward the metro and continued on to Pentagon City metro. I think we rode about 20 miles (I forgot to start the GPS a couple times) and I was pretty happy with that, given the general neglect my bike has experienced as of late. My legs are a little twitchy but are otherwise feeling pretty good. What does NOT feel good it my ass. My ass hurts! But hopefully I'll manage to get my ass into "get used to a bike seat" conditions. We ended the evening with an Asian Fusion delivery dinner and the 5th Element. Not a bad way to end the night.
Today I'm scheduled for a 5 mile run (or the gym, if lighting rolls in). I'm not totally feeling a run, which is why I'm keeping it short, but I've got to keep that motivation going.
Also...I wish I could find the motivation to want to be indoors right now, working, when it's beautiful outside...arg. Being a grown up is such a bummer.
On Friday, I stuck to my plan of doing nothing, sort of, except that I stayed up till 11:30 cleaning house. I laid down to sleep at 11:30, and before my eyes shut, it was 6:20 and time for me to head downtown for Race for the Cure. The race started about half an hour late, but there were some 48,000 people there and the whole thing was just awe inspiring. I expected that I'd get less choked up about the whole breast cancer survivors/running in memory of thing, but truth is I got just as choked up. In any case, the race was good, we were down in a little over half an hour and then we just took in DC. The Biden family was there, as well as some royalty (Crown Princes and such) from Syria. Crazy.
I should have felt like it was alright to snooze the rest of the day away, given that it was an early morning for me, but no. I had a ladies party to attend that afternoon, and later that evening I went for a bike ride out to Alexandria. Riding down 14th street was pretty much ok and crossing over the 14th street bridge was a little nerve wracking. It just seems like you're going to bash the handlebars into the bridge railings...or fall into the river even though that wouldn't ever happen. The ride was all pretty light and I sat on the river for a little while before riding to the Braddock metro and riding back home.
Sunday was a highly active day: given that I was sleeping by 11:30 on Saturday night and up at 9:30 on Sunday, I felt pretty good about doing stuff. First off, I went to the Dupont Circle farmer's market, which was FANTASTIC. It was really crowded and busy, and not nearly as big as Eastern Market, but the produce was excellent. I picked up rainbow Swiss chard (gorgeous), little super-sweet strawberries, a bunch of basil, garlic scapes and some excellent all natural soaps. I had never seen garlic scapes before and I was immediately intrigued. The price tag had a little thing that said it was good for making pesto (and if you know me at all, you know I can eat pesto by the bucket load). So, I bought two bunches and went on my merry way. I went on to have lunch with my brother and almost-looking-pregnant sister in law, then went for a light hike at Carderock. I got home to start my experimental pesto making with garlic scapes. One bunch of scapes yielded about 5 jars of sauce, and I made it in two varieties: one with walnuts, pecorino romano cheese and olive oil, and the other with walnuts, pine nuts, parmigiano reggiano cheese, and olive oil. I really prefer pecorino romano cheese because it's saltier; so much so that when I use it I don't have to add any salt to the sauce. I also made the basil pesto and froze that, so, hey, I've got a lot of sauces. And I still have another bunch of scapes that I need to use up but there is nothing left for me to store the stuff in. I should probably sell the stuff.
Anyhow, around 6:30, my friend and I headed out for a ride downtown and it was really excellent. Initially we were just going to ride around the mall and then turn back, but we ended up tacking on a little bit at a time. First the suggestion was to cross over to the airport, so he could see the cross over from DC to VA. Well, we got to the airport and decided to just ride to the metro in Alexandria. And once there, we headed toward the metro and continued on to Pentagon City metro. I think we rode about 20 miles (I forgot to start the GPS a couple times) and I was pretty happy with that, given the general neglect my bike has experienced as of late. My legs are a little twitchy but are otherwise feeling pretty good. What does NOT feel good it my ass. My ass hurts! But hopefully I'll manage to get my ass into "get used to a bike seat" conditions. We ended the evening with an Asian Fusion delivery dinner and the 5th Element. Not a bad way to end the night.
Today I'm scheduled for a 5 mile run (or the gym, if lighting rolls in). I'm not totally feeling a run, which is why I'm keeping it short, but I've got to keep that motivation going.
Also...I wish I could find the motivation to want to be indoors right now, working, when it's beautiful outside...arg. Being a grown up is such a bummer.
Friday, June 5, 2009
I'd rather be climbing
It's been aaaages. I have been doing really well and summer motivation (work out wise) is in full force. I've been running and climbing a lot, and visiting the gym a little less. I found a little courage and registered for a bunch of races, in this order:
- Race for the Cure on the 6th (which is mostly just for fun)
- The Baltimore Half marathon, October
- Marine Corp 10k, also in October
To date, my running motivation has been pretty solid. It's not without challenges, of course. The heat and humidity are already pretty intense. For the first time in years, I felt the desire to wretch on a run the other day just from dealing with the heat. I felt like such a sissy, but it's been a long time since dealing with heat for me. Beyond that, it seems like if it's not a bajillion degrees, it's raining, torrential downpour style. My Wednesday run, at seven miles, started excellent. It was misting a little and the temperature was reasonable. I knew I wanted to hit the 7 mile mark, so when it started raining a little harder, I opted not to turn back. This, in retrospect, was an awful idea. Not only did it pour, but I ended up getting chased down by the lightning. Beyond that, I did about 3.5 to 4 miles in the pouring rain, so my feet were miserably wet and sore. My fingers even got wrinkly! All in all, it was a great run because the temperature was so comfortable, but the fear of electrocution part was a little sketchy. My knees are still pretty sore but I'm managing with icing and stretching. If I were to wish one thing, it would be that I could have a couple extra days in the week so I could actually go to yoga and pilates to do the stretches that help and the core/quad strengthening exercises I ought to be doing to keep my knee pain in check...but alas my schedule is jam packed. Running three days a week and climbing two days a week, plus one day off (Friday) from everything means that I only have one day left in the week to yoga. And there are no yoga or pilates sessions on Sundays. GAR.
Climbing has been fantastic. My partner and I have returned in full force. I've made a lot of progress in getting back to where I want to be and have just started working on some good 5.9s and 5.10s. Tuesdays are endurance training climbs - right now I've been working up to 10 climbs and I'd hope to crank it up over the next few weeks to 15 or so climbs. Thursdays are the play days when we push ourselves to stuff beyond out limit. My partner and I had an AWESOME day yesterday, with a total of 9 climbs, mixing in a few easy 6s and 7s, challenging 8s, and the couple 9s and the lone 10. I was suuuper psyched on the 10, and really happy with the 9s. All of this will hopefully culminate in a trip to New Hampshire or Kamarouska for an awesome climbing trip in the Fall. My partner is fairly set on having me learn to climb trad, which makes me uncomfortable. But I suppose that if I want to climb at Whitehorse or Cathedral in NH, well then it'll have to go. I'm definitely not into the idea of leading (yet, anyway) but I don't even know how I feel about climbing on gear. Sketches me out. Whatever, I'd rather be climbing anyway. I'd rather be climbing now. I half considered bailing on work to go play at the gym.
Tonight is a nothing night, since I've got to be up early for the race in the morning. I hope I'll see the Save the TaTas team, and Save Second Base. Should be a good time.
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