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Sunday May 13, 2018 #
Event: 2018 Billygoat XL
Orienteering 1:40:44 [3] ***** 9.3 mi (10:50 / mi) +474m 9:21 / mi
25c
The sum of my woods orienteering this year has been … Franklin Park. So, as usual, I get dropped in to Billygoat Land!
Clown car of orienteers from the US O epicenter (Cambridgeport). Boris was running the race—the Billygoat—with his daughter in a backpack carrier. This was most impressive. Alex was running.
Off we went! I took a trail to 1, which was slightly longer it turned out, running behind some fast guys, and was in a big pack. I slowly but surely got dropped off the pack—these high schoolers are fast and know how to orienteer—through the first lap and the skip (no great skips today). Through the feed, then got very lost to 14, saw Vilppu, who hadn't skipped and spent some time in the john. Punched, followed him for a minute, lost sight of him but found a stone wall, followed it to the junction with another—no, it ended. It's not supposed to end. Where am I. It's going north-south. Lost contact. Found contact. Okay, down to a road, now back over to find 15, slowing down now having lost all confidence.
There was some spiking going on. But not a lot.
In for the third loop, running a trail and passing Balter, then not following Balter when I should have, forgetting there was a fork, taking a trail to 23 (pretty nice) and realizing too late (earlier, but after my skip) that 24 would have been a nice skip.
But finished 15th. Well behind the juniors. But definitely on the map for next year. And before the rains.
Speaking of: for the first time ever I got to punch my own (damn) control. 2013 Mureau: didn't make the map. 2014: Made the map for 2015. 2015: marathon weekend Billygoat. 2016: Not on map, made the map for 2017. 2017: SKIPPED MY OWN DAMN CONTROL. 2018: finally punched AO.
I had a moment.
Clown car of orienteers from the US O epicenter (Cambridgeport). Boris was running the race—the Billygoat—with his daughter in a backpack carrier. This was most impressive. Alex was running.
Off we went! I took a trail to 1, which was slightly longer it turned out, running behind some fast guys, and was in a big pack. I slowly but surely got dropped off the pack—these high schoolers are fast and know how to orienteer—through the first lap and the skip (no great skips today). Through the feed, then got very lost to 14, saw Vilppu, who hadn't skipped and spent some time in the john. Punched, followed him for a minute, lost sight of him but found a stone wall, followed it to the junction with another—no, it ended. It's not supposed to end. Where am I. It's going north-south. Lost contact. Found contact. Okay, down to a road, now back over to find 15, slowing down now having lost all confidence.
There was some spiking going on. But not a lot.
In for the third loop, running a trail and passing Balter, then not following Balter when I should have, forgetting there was a fork, taking a trail to 23 (pretty nice) and realizing too late (earlier, but after my skip) that 24 would have been a nice skip.
But finished 15th. Well behind the juniors. But definitely on the map for next year. And before the rains.
Speaking of: for the first time ever I got to punch my own (damn) control. 2013 Mureau: didn't make the map. 2014: Made the map for 2015. 2015: marathon weekend Billygoat. 2016: Not on map, made the map for 2017. 2017: SKIPPED MY OWN DAMN CONTROL. 2018: finally punched AO.
I had a moment.
10 AM
Trail Run 7:00 [1] 0.8 mi (8:45 / mi) +28m 7:54 / mi
Quick warm-up before the Goat.
Thursday May 10, 2018 #
Run 25:33 [1] 2.3 mi (11:07 / mi) +68m 10:11 / mi
Off to O at Franklin Park where I never orienteer well. Greenbriar everywhere, trails are not mapped that well, just not my game. This week was no exception. Had some of the dumb look controls (where I stand near the control with a dumb look), ran to one, thought it was the next because it was numbered out of order, backtrackted, etc. Well, practice for Sunday.
Busy week. Not much training.
Busy week. Not much training.
Tuesday May 8, 2018 #
6 PM
Run 10:11 [1] 1.3 mi (7:50 / mi)
This week has become a busy one (end of semester! research!) and I wanted to get more than a just "run around the river" run in so I ignored the end of DOMS and went to track. Saw an Alex biking in and made it for some strides.
Run 2:35 [1] 0.2 mi (12:55 / mi)
Drills!
Run 14:00 [3] 2.5 mi (5:36 / mi)
Terry loves to confuse us, or something, so he had us do 800-2x1000-3x600-3x400. 1 minute rest between the same distance interval, 2 minute between different lengths. Clarifications were asked for.
I felt pretty good for the 800, running with the pack. 2:57.
1000 3:34
1000 3:39 (less rest)
Felt okay
Then the 600s. The first one was 2:15. That's 15 seconds per mile slower. The next one slower still. My legs were cooked from Sisters. I went and lay on the grass.
The 1000s were nice, though.
I felt pretty good for the 800, running with the pack. 2:57.
1000 3:34
1000 3:39 (less rest)
Felt okay
Then the 600s. The first one was 2:15. That's 15 seconds per mile slower. The next one slower still. My legs were cooked from Sisters. I went and lay on the grass.
The 1000s were nice, though.
Run 16:00 [1] 2.5 mi (6:24 / mi)
Interstitials
Run 19:55 [1] 2.1 mi (9:29 / mi)
Running around slowly, and then to Whole Paycheck. No good deals this week.