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Training Log Archive: Bash

In the 7 days ending Sep 30, 2018:

activity # timemileskm+m
  Running1 50:00 3.27(15:18) 5.26(9:31) 90
  Total1 50:00 3.27(15:18) 5.26(9:31) 90
averages - sleep:5

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Sunday Sep 30, 2018 #


Friday Sep 28, 2018 #


Wilderness Traverse 2018 racer check-in and more HQ and GPS tracker planning and preparation.

Thursday Sep 27, 2018 #


WT prep

Wednesday Sep 26, 2018 #

5 PM

Running (Trail) 50:00 intensity: (30:00 @1) + (20:00 @3) 5.26 km (9:31 / km) +90m 8:46 / km
slept:7.0 (injured) shoes: Salomon S-Lab Sense Ultra

This time of year, I'm totally immersed in Wilderness Traverse but I was determined to get out for a run today because it was sunny and cool, and it would be healthier than sitting with a computer on my lap. It was a good theory.

I was just going to do a quick 5K on the gravel road. In fact, I was just going to see how that felt and if I felt strong like my last run, I was going to take a chance on entering a race that I haven't really trained enough for. Recent events have reminded me that life is short and opportunities don't necessarily come along more than once.

BazingaDog raced down from upstairs and stood in the front hall after hearing... I really don't know what he heard - my shoes being laced, maybe? He gave me his most forlorn look, which he has practised well. I decided to take him along, which I rarely do because he is so strong. But he's getting older and easier to control so I figured it would be fine.

For the first 600 meters, it was excellent training for one of those races where a too-energetic teammate insists on towing fast from the starting line. Then for the next kilometre, it was excellent training for those times when a formerly energetic teammate starts making excuses, sniffing around trees, and peeing every 2 minutes.

But then I cranked my ankle. Badly. I don't think it was BazingaDog's fault. It wasn't even the trail's fault since it's relatively smooth. I think it was a combination of a too-thin sock in a too-loose shoe on a person who has turned her left ankle multiple times in 22 years and hasn't been keeping up with her ankle strength training. (I remember the first sprain because it was a few weeks before our wedding and I was only able to try on the right shoe when I shopped for wedding shoes.)

After rolling around on the ground saying bad words for a minute, I decided to pretend it wasn't that serious and I kept running slowly. I lasted another kilometre before I was forced to admit that no, this *was* serious. BazingaDog and I hobbled back home. The pain got worse after I stopped.

The silver lining is that I almost dropped a lot of money on a race and flight just before this run. I can barely walk tonight so racing in October is out of the question. Next goal: Raid The Hammer.

BazingaDog was so pleased I took him out. That's the other silver lining.

Tuesday Sep 25, 2018 #


Wilderness Traverse prep

Monday Sep 24, 2018 #


Folks in the Dundas Valley, a missing dog is believed to be hanging around on or near the rail trail.

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