Sunday, July 10, 2011

Book Review: Relentless Forward Progress

This is embarrassingly overdue.

The first running book I read was sometime in the early 80 I guess. It Jim Fixx’s book “The Complete Book of Running.” I read it, and the follow up sequel book. I got both of these hard cover books from the local library back then. For what it is worth, I still have these books, and a couple others from that time period. It is rather interesting to go back and flip through the pages occasionally and see how much has changed, but really how much is EXACTLY the same.

Since then, with perhaps the exception of “Once A Runner,” or the sequel to that "Again to Carthage,” (which are actually running books but instead are one of these “this is a fictional account that rings true in all of us” of Quenton Cassidy’s life as a college miler and then later in life marathoner), I have been less than quick to pick up a training/intro to running book. I do have a copy of Sandrock’s “Running With the Legends” but even that is a bit different because you are reading about what guys like DeCastella did specifically. Or Aouita (who was THE BADASS distance runner of the late 80s).

See, I have read running books. And they are actually exactly what you expect them to be. They talk about running, getting started, building a program, and various considerations of diet, shoes, weather, etc. They usually have a conversation or two with some famous runner, maybe something about some particular race, and the obligatory training programs.

I tend to gravitate to these books to give them a quick once over while at the library or a book store. Maybe because I am less than “coachable” I usually don’t whip out the plastic to add them to the library. Same is true of running magazines in a way. I do seem to be more interested in the specific accounting of a runner or a race than the “this is running” book. Periodically, I will flip through Noakes “Lore of Running” but again I find I am drawn mostly to the chapters that cover the greats of the past more than the training programs recommended.

Some time ago however, I buzzed about wanting to read Bryon Powell’s book, “Relentless Forward Progress.” However, being the cheapskate that I am, I balked at actually buying the book. But this was a book about ULTRA distances. I pretty much had played the gambit of running races from the half mile to the marathon. But an ultra (until recently) was a bit of unknown distance to me. I wondered if there were some hidden nuggets of wisdom in this book. I had appreciated what Bryon had done for the sport, elevating its coverage on his site at Irunfar.

There was that, but also, clearly the very fact that a book was being written about ultras and being marketed as the intro to ultras reflected that – well, the sport was enjoying a bit of a boom. Marathons don’t seem to be the end all for folks anymore. There appears to be this flocking to the ultra world more and more as the way to prove your mettle (side note on that, I don’t remain convinced that ultras are any harder than marathons or even the mile for that matter … they are both running, but they can both induce a lot of suffering …the 800 is suffering in the one night stand gone bad sort of way, while an ultra is this grind you down affair like a miscalculated marriage).

Anyway, a friend offered me his copy of the book to read but then Bryon himself sent me a copy. Given my travel, it has taken me a bit to read it, but I have and here is the skinny.

… it is incredibly easy to read. I usually hit the rack, grab a book and … boom … am out within 10 minutes, or about 3 pages. In my first “sitting” with this book, however I had ripped through the first 50 pages.
… as you’d expect, this is running and so, well at some point, it is running. But Powell has a built a nice pocket introductory compendium for the person looking to have one location to consider expanding their running from marathon distances to the 50k, 50 mile, 100k or 100 mile. It hits the basics but also has some great side bars from some of the top of the sport like Mackey, Roes, Wardian, Chase, Moehl and Torrence (and others). I particularly enjoyed the back and forth on whether to do speedwork or not between Roes (no) and Torrence (yes).
… I guess I did not realize it until I saw it one place … there are quite a bit of differences with ultras that when added together are significant when compared to marathon and lesser races. Poles (or not), eating (during the race), going to the bathroom, managing aide stations, hydration packs or water bottles, walking versus running, falling (inevitable), drop bags, a crew … seeing this in one place, one book made me realize that while all of these are relatively simple topics, the world of ultras can seem pretty daunting to the runner considering it. There are a lot of additional logistics. Once you have done it, it seems pretty basic. But until then it is this crazy world of guys in compression socks running from buffet station to buffet station in the woods screaming things like “I’M A TIMMY.” So, this book serves as a great reference to the newbie.
… and so yes, it includes training plans. I won’t lie, I did not even look at these for more than 10 seconds. I am sure there is some value in them. That said, my (as Sean calls it) grumpy old man instincts kick in when I see the “do the ultra on 70 miles a week plans.” Yes, I know you can do this. And yes, I know some folks are incredibly successful with that. And yes, I know that if it is 70 a week in the mountains, that is probably more like 100 on the roads. And yes, I realize I don’t run much more than that (my counter argument to that is the length of time I have been running has built a base of consistency that I can draw on). I think essentially though, my take on these running plans are in most cases… “run more.” That said for the guy or gal looking for a something to start with, this is a good place. Bryon even admits that these are “starter” plans because it is impossible to draw up a plan in a book that will work for everyone.
… ultimately, one of things I appreciate about the ultras community (and this might be something that is lost in the lesser distance community) is the willingness to share and appreciate the journey of the participants. Bryon’s efforts here reflect a willingness to bring more people into the sport to share in that experience. Pretty cool.

Clearly, Bryon is a contributing factor in the sport of ultras. By contributing, I mean he is shaping how the sport is seen and appreciated. His name is as familiar as any of the champion in this sport not because of his wins to the finish line with his feet but because of of his winning media contributions via keyboard in terms of this text, his website of resources, and his coverage of races (plus he seems to be giving something away every other week). I actually heard a podcast the other day where a first time ultra runner was asked what research they did to prepare for their event. The person named Bryon’s “Irunfar” site explicitly as the site as where to get this information.

On my scorecard, that means I hope I can thank him for sharing this book with me by getting the opportunity to buy him a beer (or three) when our paths cross. That might mean I need to do a few more ultras.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Saturday 070911

Good to bed, sleep, wake up … and they are still running.  Sheesh.  Sort of neat to look at the results there and see how this course really levels the gender playing field.  Last night I caught up on a bunch of the vids that Bryon posted.  Good stuff.  With Nick Clark taking two thirds on two of the biggest name 100s out there within a couple of weeks, I will refer to him going forward as the Bronze Brit, or Bronzy for short.

Good interview with Tera Moody over here.  She hits on a lot of good topics in this podcast:  her time at CU, her sleep disorder, weight as a runner …

From the book of things I probably ought to not talk about … last night at the grocery, there was a woman with a tattoo on her leg.  It was a large print of the upper half of a naked woman on her outer thigh.  I ain’t against tattoos.  In fact, I have seen some that I think are pretty cool I know a guy who has a tattoo of a wedding band – that seems pretty cool, but that might be overshadowed-outcooled by the handprints he has of his kids on his inner arms.  I think I recall seeing Olympic rings on the back of Ritz’s calf as he blew by me on a run and that seems pretty neat.  

But I start to scrunch up the forehead at those tats that are the more of the genre  “hey society, get this and suck it.”  Like the lips on neck.  Or the tribal art on the face. Or a naked chick on your leg. 

I have tried to adopt a philosophy of “hey, if it ain’t hurting anyone and everyone is consenting, then it is all good,” but I find there is something in my nature in these circumstances where that view is challenged.  Yes, I know it is there body and I should not give a crap and I can talk myself into that.  But at the same time, there is that initial reaction I have of “damn, why would you do that?”  I guess they might have the same reaction about running up and down a mountain in little shorts, a HR strap, compression socks.

AM – easy six.  Feeling a bit tired.

Friday, July 8, 2011

Friday 070811

There appears to be some level of interest here in the kid interactions … so, I will look to post a bit more of that stuff (it certainly has to be more entertaining than reading about how I leveled myself with another run, or that I saw this stick on this trail today …).  In any case, this serves as a nice place for me to look back at some point and enjoy some of these moments.

We drove home from the San Juans today (no interest in the HR event, so I was not going to convince my family to stay for that … but man, if there is an ultra race that gets doing coverage even in light of how damn remote it is, this is it).  The kids got us going into a game in the car.  It is sort of like the old license plate game, but rather than license plates, it is based on types of cars.  Essentially you get a point for spotting each model, and then calling out its code name.

Police car = “jail bird.”
Jeep (Wrangler only … this was a point of some debate) = “Beep beep ba Jeep.”
RV = “Meals on Wheels”
Fire Truck = “Cardinal”
Hummer = “Hummer Bummer”
VW Beetle = “Hugbug” (there are a variety of point differences on this.  Old school ones could be worth 2 points, new ones only 1, convertibles could be more, etc)
Moving Train = “Wahoo ChooChoo”
Ice Cream Truck = “I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream”
Any yellow car = “bananna” (yes, you can double up points here)

You get the idea …

Separately … I often crack up at how KZ’s sense of humor is developing.  One of the more recent items that had me laughing was on this camping trip.  Apparently, as she and a friend were in the campsite bathroom preparing to brush their teeth, another woman was in there also brushing.  KZ decided to make some conversation and as she put her toothpaste on a little shelf above the sink, she looked at the woman and said, “wow, very nice that they have this shelving here.”  According to KZ’s friend the woman looked at KZ a bit apprehensively.  It was at that point that KZ smiled, looked back at her and sang VERY LOUDLY, “HOORAY FOR SHELVING!!!”  The woman then quickly departed the restroom to the cackling of the two 13 year olds.

As a side note, TZ mentioned she thought I might have been a little tipsy at the local 4th of July party before fireworks.  Her clue was that I was dropping the F word EVERY sentence.  I need to work on that I guess.  Probably means I will miss that invite next year.

Added a new header picture of moving into the waterfall.  It ain’t the highest quality shot but I dig it.
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Enjoyed this take on consistency.

This cracks me up.

I find this blood marker conversation post WS100 very interesting.  Not sure this data is collected at any other race.  The general gist seems to support a subjective observation I have made which is you can often feel MORE THRASHED in a poor performance, but then able to get back after it more quickly (versus feeling less thrashed in a great performance but then worked over for a bit afterwards).

Looking ahead to BTMR … I have been surprisingly consistent there.  Of course, that leads me to believe it is time for a humdinger.  I have had nearly no time at altitude, and so I expect to be feeling it as I get up to Barr Camp.  I am sure all this business travel has not helped either.  In any case, it will be a race of “we’ll see.”  A very good race for me would be sub 1:50.  Under 2 hours would be good.  I am going to use this primarily as a gut check and a relearning of how to handle the Ws as I do not expect to get down on the hill any other time before Pikes in August.  I have this next week in Pittsburgh, so that should help set up for a good taper (sort of).

I am going to miss the Burro World Championships this year, as I will be in Israel (again) but I am excited to see if the TOP AMERICAN can be TOP ASS IN THE WORLD.

Good stuff (as usual) from Gordo.

Evening, post return from southwest ‘rado … and post a helluva thunderstorm.  10 miles easy.  Slapped on the HR monitor for the first time in a few months to just see what was up.  All good.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Thursday 070711

AM – a short warm up that consisted of this:

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(and yes, their portion ended with an all out kick)

Then I did 5 x 1/2 mile on, off – sort of similar to Simms Hill, except on a hill near where we are camping (averaging 5.5 percent grade with pitches up to 10% … nuthin spectacular but I was working from in a hole).  I could tell that I had worked yesterday and so this was probably not the smartest of workouts, but I felt a need to get it in.  Then I really messed it up by going too fast for the first.  I sort of   held on for the second, but as was often the case on Linden Hill, I was coming unraveled.  I considered bagging the whole workout but figured it was a good lesson to relearn to work through it.  (4:00, 4:07, 4:15, 4:14, 4:03) Fairly worked after it all …  6 miles.

Mid day we did some hiking out in Ouray.  The crumb grabbers are in a couple of these shots.
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PM – 4 miles very easy.

I debate whether I should share this story but I think it reflects some of the dreams we all have as a youth, that I have to.  Plus it is my kid.  Sitting around the fire last night, shooting the breeze on a variety of topics … not sure how but it came up that the kids need to run a mile in middle school and another kid has to run a mile 3 times a week for their ten year old soccer league.  Times came up and I started talking a bit about Bannister (perhaps last century’s most known athlete) and Komen (who doubled what Bannister did but most don’t know that) … and so the four minute mile.

JZ was sitting there looking at me and grinned.

JZ:  “Dad if I trained to sprint the whole mile could I break 4 minutes?”
GZ:  (thinking HOLY SHIT DID HE JUST SAY THAT?  I MEAN, THE ODDS OF HIM DOING THAT ARE NEAR NONE.  BUT NO FLIPPING WAY AM I GOING TO TELL HIM THAT).

“Absolutely.”

JZ:  Cool.

TZ and I have kicked around how much to have the kids run.  I invite them on runs.  Sometimes they come.  Sometimes they don’t.  Sometimes they bike it.  I go out of my way NOT to push it.  Running is something you sort of need to love on your own rather than having someone push it … but TZ thinks I could nudge it on them a bit more.  I am not sure.  I am really not sure with KZ … as I hear crazy stats about how running in girls has something like a 1:5 eating disorder in HS and college.  Not wanting to play that game of roulette I guess.

but, of course if a kid is going to break 4, there ain’t much I am going to need to do to motivate him.  Or even 4:30 I guess.

But … shit, can you imagine?  I mean, I KNOW there will be a load of other moments with my kids where I am bawling like a baby proud of them (there already have been more than I can count … I wear sunglasses alot) but that is pretty rare air.  I mean it is sort of like your kid asking “can I be president?”  Hell yeah you can.  Anyway, I saw for a moment that weird crux of being pragmatic, thoughtful and allowing one to have their own dreams.  Kind of neat.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Wednesday 070611

Coverage is spotty here so a bit behind on results, articles … (probably a good weekend recap here)

That said, got this link to this great read from Justin re: Erchinger.

11 miles.  With the day off yesterday, I decided to try to get after it a little bit, as well as take advantage of being at a little higher elevation (7500).  5 mile warm up (first mile was 10 min, but then I settled into 7:30s), then 3 x 1 mile on, 1/2 mile off.  The first two were relatively flat and came in around 6.  The last was uphill and was close to 8.  Good workout.

Hard not to look at these mountains and think about the nutiness going on there this weekend.  Or even that race going from Ouray to Telluride that is epic but I have a bit of a beef with (management).

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I should have got up early and got this done, but again, I enjoyed sleeping in (8 AM!). 

Tuesday 070611

0 miles.  Traveled to Ridgway, CO with the clan and some friends for some camping.  Had an itchin to run when I got here but then a beer and a braut put that to rest.

Monday, July 4, 2011

Monday 070411

PM - hot baby hot! Recovery day, 8 miles easy. Loads of races out there but I slept in 'til 8!

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Sunday 070311

AM – planned to meet JV at the Gregory lot at 6, but I messed up the alarm and overslept.  Clearly I am still recovering from the jet lag, because I rarely even need an alarm to wake up for these events.  In any case, when the eyes opened at 5:45, I knew my shot of making that lot by six was out the window.  Gave JV a heads up I am an idiot call as I knew he was on a timetable and got the skinny on his route so  I could meet him on his down.

Legs were rather gummy this AM, so I took it slow(er).  Headed up the Saddle, Amp and got onto Greenman before intersecting with Jeff just before the boulder fields.  Headed back down with him, and took the Greenman to Ranger down, enjoying the cool and clear AM and good conversation.  We saw a good sized skunk crossing the Greenman trail but moved clear of it without issue.

After seeing Jeff off, I headed back up via the Gregory, Ranger, Greenman route.  I came back down via Saddle Amp, all very easy.  11 miles, 4k plus of elevation.  15th time up Green this year for whatever that is worth. 

Solid week, but I may have overdone it a touch with 3 hard runs at the beach, and then two bigger vertical days once I got back to Colorado.  But it felt good.  81 miles on the week – a lot more than I thought I’d get with the trip to the Med.

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Saturday 070211

Ah, so nice to be home.

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AM – 10 miles, Green Mountain.  One lipped man in an ass kissing contest today.  Went Gregory to Ranger to Greenman – so the so called middle route.  I had thought maybe I could dip under 40, and without having checked the log before I left I thought I had done that before.  I was not feeling it while heading up (but that section of Greenman post Ranger is awesome).  When I saw the clock hit 40, I was a bit disappointed and slowed down a bit … well, I probably needed to anyway.  But went up 43:49, which Learned once back here at the homestead is only about a half minute off my best.  Guess I shouldn’t have backed off!  Took the down easy as I was not feeling so hot in the stomach. 

Listened to IMTalk on the way into Boulder and was please to hear Beth and James W named as Age Groupers of the week.

Great podcast interview with Kami Semick.  She hits on the bear at the finish, the sprint finish, MUT and USATF, money in ultras.  Good stuff.

Friday, July 1, 2011

Friday 070111

Flew back from Tel Aviv to the US.  It is so very nice to be home.

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It is significantly more challenging to fly out of Israel than it is to fly into it.  Before you even walk into  the airport, you are prompted to provide passport, answer questions regarding your visit, etc.   This continues at various checkpoints throughout the airport.

That said, two things worth noting … there are almost NO lines in Ben Gurion airport.  Even in light of many checkpoints, the whole thing moves without significant queues.

And, THEY DO NOT MAKE YOU TAKE OFF YOUR SHOES AT ANY POINT.  I wondered if this is a bit cultural, but suspect that even if is – if there was any chance that your Converse Chuck Taylors posed a threat to the flight, they’d make you take them off.   If the Israeli security checks don’t make you take your shoes off … what’s up with it in the US?

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It might also be worth noting that there is not the every five minute announcement barrage you hear in US airports of the threat level being “orange” or “yellow.”    Without looking can anyone specifically tell me the difference is between these threat levels?

So this is a bit of a test … I am thinking of getting TZ a new computer, and maybe even an Ipad.  As the kids have gotten a bit older, their need to access a computer has increased (mostly for school, but also because these are a much a part of their lives as an 8 track boom box was a part of my youth).  I am 99 percent confident I could state that I am getting her a new computer here and she’d have no clue that I was thinking that.  She just does not read this blog (way too smart to do that).   Anyway, IPad lovers … let me know your takes on this … particularly for a user has been a Windoze 7 PC user for a bit and has never used a Mac or IOS.

It is … July

The calendar to turned to July today (does anyone do that anymore?  I mean, turn the page on a calendar?).  I sat at DIA for a bit, waiting for my shuttle ride, and could see that hill to the south.  BTMR is in just a few weeks.  And then this kid talked about running it someday.    Hmmm … seven weeks.  Or is it six?

No doubt, for the last half decade, the Pikes Peak race is the race I have looked to be the culmination of a season.  But, as I penned often last year, it is not in my best interest to stay amped about it too long.  So, I don’t pour over entry lists every day like I used to.  I don’t have a count down timer reminding me of the number of days until the race.  I don’t have every workout penned out between now and then. I don’t think too much about the competition.   That is not say that I won’t think about it, or that it does not matter.  It certainly does matter.  If it didn’t, I’d just go down there and do the hill myself.  I mean, after all, a race is a race. 

But I know what the hill can be a very cruel mistress.  I have seen guys and gals show up in great shape, but be spit up into something similar to the crushed granite that makes up much of the upper Barr Trail.   It has happened to me.   And champions as well (side note – there are a small number of people who seem to bring it every race day.  That said, racers could be broken down into two categories … those that have had a bad day, and those that will).

So while this is a race, meaning a competition against others, I see this event much more as a test of myself.

I’d like to PR this year.  No different than last year really.  That would mean breaking 4:30.  This should be do-able for me.  A 2:50 ascent, a 1:40 descent.  Last year, I blew that on the down with as the upper three miles coming down were too slow.  Most years I have mailed in any chance at this on the up (in fact last year was my second fastest ascent ever at 2:46 outside of my first run at Pikes – an Ascent only – in 2:37).

This goal of PRing comes with a few knowns however.  It is known that I am not willing to completely overhaul my lifestyle to do it.  And it is known that I can botch the whole thing come race day with a few stupid decisions.  So, I will act within those knowns – making what I think are the right choices in training (a steady combination mix of consistency, uphill work, downhill work, and flat turn over work … and altitude whenever I can), recovery (good sleep, good diet, a life broader than running as a father, husband, employee, co-worker and friend), and on race day (smart execution to start, really start racing at Barr Camp, really really start racing at A frame, and making my teeth sweat on the down).

If I don’t PR, there will be a part of me that is disappointed.  But there will also be a part of me that won’t be – because I know I intend to give it my best shot that day. 

Not sure where 4:30 will land me placewise, but if I race well, the place will take care of itself.  The masters competition looks to be much deeper this year as there are at least few vets (outside of the typical big guns in the top 10) who are only doing the marathon (versus doubling).  I’d love to be coming down onto Ruxton with them with the clock far below 4:30 and then just get into the sprint till your eyes bleed boxing match to the finish.

Anyway, there you go … an odd juxtaposition of being calm with the result but ready to fight for it, understanding I can do a lot to prepare, but most of what I can do has been done, that I will race others but really only myself, caring about the result but realizing it does not matter except how much I make it matter.

It ought to be awesome.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Thursday 063011

AM – 11 miles.  Got in 15 of one minute on, one minute off.  Again, this workout, for all its simplicity, seems to rip my legs off.  I am not going hyper fast, but the work is different enough from what I am doing, I can feel the sludge in the legs even hours later.  Good stuff.

Leaving Tel Aviv later today.  Given the work load here, I did not get out and do any significant tourist related stuff, but as I am back next month for a stint, I will hope to do some then.   Much to check out here certainly, but I will say this country has a lot to learn in regards to beer and coffee. 

More vid from whytomwhy.

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Long flight back to the beauty of Colorado starts tonight … I always have a bunch of expectations of how much I will read on these flights, but I should just bet on getting a lot of sleep.

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Happy end of June all.  I have yet to add up the June numbers, but it is around 330-40 miles and 40k of climbing … I am very happy with the mix of consistency, vertical, some turn over work, and a little bit of racing the last month has provided – particularly in light of the travel.  I feel good.  I feel that I am making good progress, have a good balance of where running is, the training … it feels right.  Mostly.

1868 miles on the year (with 14 days off this year).  This is a good chunk behind where I was last year at this time (2142 miles and 277 hours this year versus 336 at this time last year).   At day 181, this puts me at about 10.3 miles a day overall, but a little over 11 a day for the days actually run.

I am not sure if this ~15% drop in volume makes a difference.  I can certainly make up some justification that it does not … that the miles I put in last year are miles in the bank, that I feel as fit as I have in a while, that my training is more effectively focused this year than it was last year, that volume is not everything (this is a tough one for me to reconcile because I do think volume is a big contributor to success at distances) …

Bigger issue as to where I am in prep for that run down south (or, relative to where I am now – the other side of the planet) in seven weeks is probably time at altitude (as in it is a bit of nada right now).

I guess compared to ‘09 I am still ahead (1680 miles at this point that year, and 237 hours).  

There is an odd combination of thoughts in my head right now on all of this.  On some days I feel that I am as fit as I have ever been at this point in the year (in the last five years).  On other days, I feel like I am seriously kidding myself and that it is all a facade.  On other days I don’t care how fit I am or not because I am enjoying being out.  Clearly this last camp is the best place to be … the rest will come.  Or it won’t.  Just need to trust.

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Got this beta on the new fees on the trailheads in South Boulder and if they applied to Broomfield County.  The fees apply. 

The name of the Intergovernmental Agreement (IGA) with the trail access provision is called IGA City of Broomfield and Boulder County concerning the proposed City and County of Broomfield.  The two parties to this agreement are Broomfield and Boulder County.   Para. 6. 2 states:

Use of Open Space Properties by Broomfield Citizens:  With respect to all Boulder County open space properties, currently acquired or to be acquired in the future, Boulder County shall permit access to said properties to all City and County of Broomfield residents upon the same terms and conditions to which Boulder County residents are subject.  This obligation shall terminate immediately if Broomfield has not made the payments required under Section 5.2 above.

Broomfield made its payment as required so this provision is in force. Note though that this would not apply to city of Boulder open space properties--only those owned by Boulder County.  In the case of the parking fee for trailheads in certain locations on the city of Boulder Open Space, the city of Boulder web site says:

Starting on Monday, June 27, 2011 all non-Boulder County registered vehicles need to pay a $5/day fee for parking atSouth Mesa, Doudy Draw and Flatirons Vista Trailheads. Notices about this change will be posted no later than June 15.

As this fee is imposed by the city of Boulder and relates to trailheads on city of Boulder land, Broomfield residents would be required to pay the fees unless they have Boulder County registered vehicles for some reason. The IGA does not apply to the city of Boulder use of open space.  Awesome.

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Got to say, the Nick Clark story has been one of the more enjoyable ones to watch the last few years (in this MUT arena).  Guy has put in the time, improved, and has no issues with laying his goals out there.  Plus he contributes to the FC running scene quite a bit.   That said, he has gotten off course in his last two races … hmmm.   Seriously, his performance at WS is pretty inspiring. 

But, lest we forget how taxing a 100 can be.  Really … I think we can forget about that.

Fun post on the lost of any sort of joy in airline travel (although the business class gig we got here was pretty damn posh). 

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Wednesday 062911

My mental state hit a serious trough yesterday.  I was generally cranky, disagreeable and I was not even close to being able to contribute effectively at work.  Again, I had been fine in the AM, but once 2PM-ish hit I was a wreck.  Once we returned to the hotel I evacuated myself from my team mates.  While this was a bit of a jerk move, I suspected it was the lesser of two evils … staying with them for a longer portion of the evening would surely lead to me stating something highly stupid.

So why was I like this?  Lack of sleep, or this jet lag thing.  In other words … if you want to break me, take my sleep.  My patience grows short, my motivation wanes, any filters I have for intelligent discourse go out the window.  I guess I could choose to work on this diva nature under these conditions, but I am not sure I want to.

I knew going to bed at 6PM would lead to further disaster, so I headed to the beach and swam the waters of the Mediterranean for a bit.  It felt good to be in the water …

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I watched these guys for a bit.  Waaaay beyond my abilities …

AM – actually was able to sleep to 5AM.  Screwed around for a bit before getting out and decided that I’d keep things a bit tamer today (definitely felt the harder efforts from the last two days).  Headed up the river a bit and actually found some single track dirt on a few occasions.  Tel Aviv has some incredible bike path infrastructure that makes it very conducive for foot, bicycle travel (at least from what I have seen).  10 miles at 8 minute pace.  My calves are a wreck.

 

Six in the evening along the promenade with TWK

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Tuesday 062811

There has been a bunch of racing as of late that I have been excited to hear about but I have not commented much on.  I have simply been a bit too busy to drill in to it as much as I’d like.  Certainly KJ’s win at WS100 is in that mix – along with the end of Geoff’s undefeated 100 miler streak -- but AJW pulling through a PR to nail yet another top 10 spot feels like it steals the thunder there.  The boxing match between Rickey and Manning at MW sounds like it was epic and I am looking forward to seeing video from that.  CU had some impressive steeple wins at NCAA’s and the USATF named the USMRT at Cranmore. 

A little better on the sleep last night, but I was still up at 4 AM local without an alarm.  This sort of behavior has effectively predicted that I will get to 2-3 this afternoon and feel like taking a nap (that I don’t take).  I got out this AM, after calling home and chatting with the family at JZ’s last baseball game of the year.  Ran farther north today than I had yesterday.  The waves for some reason are really cracking today so there were a lot of surfers out.  As most of my runs have been on or near the promenade, I am seeing some of the same faces now every day.  I typically give runners a small wave or a hello regardless of where I am at.  On day one, the runners here looked at me surprised at the gesture.  Today, some smiled and gave me the nod or a finger point back.

AM - 12 miles.  Felt pretty sluggish to start but I guess because of the air here that still ends up being sub 8 minute pace very easily within a few minutes.  Opened up a bit after an hour and so I finished off with twelve times a minute on, a minute off.  I thought I had done ten but I kept losing count (and so assumed a lower completion while running).  The GPS data showed that I did a dozen though (so a nice bonus).  Not super zippy but I was working those minutes – but still trying to remain smooth to some degree (not fighting the speed).  (note – later in the AM I could “feel” this run a bit more so, I guess I was successful!).

Tel Aviv notes … Today’s cab ride to the office included a heated Hebrew exchange between our driver and a scooter driver.  The highlight was that while rolling at 40 mph, these guys found a way to be within a foot of each other and yelling loudly.  The spitting towards each other at the end was a nice capstone.

Seeing conference rooms that double as bomb shelters in offices also remind you as to where you are …

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More media fun from TWK.

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Same menu … different views …

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Monday, June 27, 2011

Monday 062611

Photos courtesy of Tom Klein.
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I was doing fine yesterday with how I felt, sleep but then got to about 2:30 in the afternoon (here) … and felt very challenged to keep my eyes open.  Of course, I did keep them open but I was nearly useless from a work perspective (but to some extent so was everyone else).  I hit the rack at about 9, post the evening jog, and I expected to sleep hard until about 5AM.  I woke around 3:30 however and laid there there for a bit before resigning to the fact that I was awake.  I gave the family a call.  It was a bit weird to talk to them because they were wrapping their day (Sunday) up, and I was starting the next (Monday).

Anyway … post the AM phone call I headed out for some miles (after the obligatory Israeli black mud coffee-Nescafe thing).   The legs felt sort of heavy but I got moving at a decent clip anyway.  After rolling for a bit out into some of the neighborhoods I picked it up for the back.  11 miles.  Lungs – fine, legs were like lumber.  Elevation gained on this run … ten.  As in 10 feet.

Noticed that the local airport here has fencing, wiring around it … and dogs that walk the perimeter.

Okay, I just noticed an oddity with my stats.  See – it is Monday here, so my week statistics should be reset as of today (or closed out yesterday).  But when I uploaded my run into  the computer this morning, the computer still thinks it is Sunday (like I did this morning’s 5AM run at 9PM last night).  So, I only had 72 miles last week, but maybe it was 83.  Or not.  Or it does not matter. 

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After getting out of the office last night the team was sitting around in the hotel.  I did that thing where I go into a rant about some non-work related topic. Last night I bit into soccer playing kids whose parents believe the kids need a halftime snack and a post game snack … and how Gatorade has marketed a message that we need to eat and drink their product before, during and after even 10 minutes of exercise … and then how the one-up-man-ship of parents turn this from a couple of oranges to organic range free Powerbar Gus that are delivered intravenously.  Eventually I tried to tie it back to the ridiculous nature of having graduation events for 5th graders, but there were a bunch of other dead end tangents.

I try to do this in a humor based fashion, but it probably comes across more like me being a grumpy old man. 

I tend to end up doing this with my team in this setting rather frequently, and they seem to enjoy it but they might just be acting polite.  I am not sure if I do this to just to try to be funny (in other words, I am such an egomaniac I can’t keep my mouth shut), or because I am trying to stay awake.  Bigger picture, I sort of feel I often live in a comedy of my own (which I greatly enjoy) … and maybe we in fact all do and just need to realize that rather than trying to live something else?  Nothing profound there really.

Crack up moment for me last night … we are rolling back to the hotel last night.  Cabbie turns on the radio and starts singing the Fugees “Killing Me Softly” – and was really bad at it.  Broke it up occasionally with talking in Hebrew loudly with whoever was calling him on his cell phone.  I was tempted to sing with him but I was waaaay to tired.

These are pretty much outside every door in the hotel and office.

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Saturday, June 25, 2011

Sunday 062511

Tel Aviv notes… travelled to Atlanta to meet the team Friday afternoon from Colorado. Around 10 PM, we went to the gate for the Delta flight. Interestingly, there is a whole additional security station there as it is driven by Israeli security policy. It is nearly exact same thing as the TSA checkpoint, but not run by TSA.

Flew business class in this plane and had the benefit of those chairs reclining into beds so I got a fair amount of sleep. Business class is ridiculously decadent, and I was probably eating too much … tried to keep ahead of hydration. The flight was very smooth (unlike the one into Atlanta where we bounced around a bit as we hit thunderstorms coming in).

Woke up somewhere over the Mediterranean (Greece actually) and was amazed at the views from the window (which I cracked a tiny bit as many folks were still sleeping). We arrived locally around 5:30. It felt warmer than the 75 that was being listed but that was probably the humidity.

Going out of the airport without issue, with only a few questions at passport control. No paper work required to get in or anything but there were some security folks roaming the airport and “randomly” picking folks as they came off the plane. Picked up some shekels (about 3.5 to the dollar) before we headed out.

We did dinner at a place in Jaffa that was excellent and had great conversation about this region, the West Bank, etc with the team and some friends of my boss (who live here). I had a steak that TZ would have refused to eat (I asked for it medium, they refused to prepare it that way so I said, medium rare and it was clearly rare but I more and more okay with that as I age). Around 9PM, we headed back to the hotel (which I was glad for because I felt tired even though it was only noon Colorado time). This was about when the restaurant really started to pick up business. As we left, the city PA blared a call to prayer – which seemed to really bring to light that I was all of a sudden on the other side of the globe

I was able to call TZ and chat for a bit. This is rather nuts. She is on the other side of the planet, I can take a picture, send it to her instantly, and then discuss it with her.

Was glad to see my little power converter thing I picked up at Target worked. Internet connectivity in the hotel was a bit spotty, but I was still trying to keep up on WS100 news. My room, overlooking the beach to the south showed views of some dance party going on down the way a bit.

I got to bed around 10, woke up around 2 as folks were coming back in. Got back to sleep but then got back up around 4. Only instant coffee (Nescafe) – which is apparently all the rage here – in the room (leaves an interesting black coffee sand sludge at the bottom of the cup).

Headed out the door for some miles in the AM. Gave myself plenty of time because I was up anyway, figured I’d explore a bit and I felt a bit stiff from the diet and travel. I stuck to the promenade along the beach, running south to Jaffa, then back to the north past the airfield up there. Beach has some real pretty spots, but also some homeless, and in some places incredible amounts of trash. And LOTS of cats. Got off the beaten path occasionally, but never felt insecure. As the sun came up, lots of bikers, walkers runners, of all ages were out and about. 12 miles.

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Breakfast was quite the rich buffet – with a lot more choices of cheeses, vegetables than what you’d get at an American continental breakfast.

Traffic here is a bit ridiculous – unlike I have seen anywhere in the US. The worst offenders are the folks on the scooters. It is probably what you can imagine, but it is kind of crazy to see it from the front seat (and I am not driving anywhere).

Recently I was speaking with one my city council members. He was the mayor for a bit in the past as well. He is coming to the end of his run as a council member due to term limits and I was discussing that a bit with him. He mentioned that he doubted he be missed, a few reasons for that, and made reference to this poem. I went and looked it up.

There Is No Indispensable Man
by Saxon N. White Kessinger, Copyright 1959

Sometime when you're feeling important;
Sometime when your ego's in bloom
Sometime when you take it for granted
You're the best qualified in the room,
Sometime when you feel that your going
Would leave an unfillable hole,
Just follow these simple instructions
And see how they humble your soul;
Take a bucket and fill it with water,
Put your hand in it up to the wrist,
Pull it out and the hole that's remaining
Is a measure of how you will be missed.
You can splash all you wish when you enter,
You may stir up the water galore,
But stop and you'll find that in no time
It looks quite the same as before.
The moral of this quaint example
Is do just the best that you can,
Be proud of yourself but remember,
There's no indispensable man.

PM - I couldn't bring myself to eat dinner. I was still too stuffed from lunch. This was true of all the team, but folks had some light snacks in the hotel. After we yapped for a bit, I got out and jogged easy in an attempt to bring myself to feeling a bit normal. Post lunch I suddenly felt very wiped out (also true for most of the team).

The evening run was a significant contrast to the AM run. Thousands of people, walkers, joggers, bikers, beach goers, bar and restaurant night lifers crowded the promenade. And it seemed that 90 percent of the trash was ... gone. 3 miles.

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0 miles.  Traveled to Tel Aviv.

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Friday, June 24, 2011

Friday 062411

We can all sleep easier now. In case you needed a visual.

10 miles, with 8 repeats on the local hill. Have not been here in a bit (actually at all this calendar year) and I felt it, as well as the load of vert from the recent days. 19:53 (was not sure if I’d break 20!) This ends a “phase” where I saw myself going after some vertical in the month of June. I have about 40k on the month – which I know is not a lot for some, but is about twice what I pulled in May.

A good Tweetmyer podcast interview … he thinks a 100 is harder than Ironman.

Irunfar interviews popping up for WS.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Thursday 062311

Slept in.  Needed it.

Sub 70 minute masters at MW via DD.  Note – DD calls it sub  1:10.  There is large debate amongst folks if that is said “one ten” or “seventy.”  Typically runners, or folks with a track background go with “seventy.”  Other smirk at this and go with the “one ten.”  I almost got into a braut slapping fight regarding this contentious and important topic over the weekend, but given it was Father’s Day we decided to leave that for another day.

Good pre race prognostication re: WS.

Looking to get a touch more vertical in the next day or two because then I am off the Middle East for the week – and sea level.  Given it will be hot, I will be working a lot, and out of my familiar element, I fully expect the mileage, vertical and time spent running will be less.  In light of that, I am going to look to treat next week as a short, hard, flat week – making the most of quality in those miles as I can.

I am completely opposed to this parking fee program at these trailheads.  I fully expect this program not to be phased out as a pilot for these three trailheads as a possiblity described, but rather to be expanded more and more to the OSMP lots.

JZ and a buddy of his had a sleep over last night and decided they wanted to tent out in the backyard.  Sounds good.  Told them they had to have the tent set up though before the sprinklers went off in the back yard … which gave them about seven minutes.  They had it up, rain fly on, on a tarp and were in it before the sprinklers started pelting it.  Of course I forgot to turn them off and so they automatically cycled again through the middle of the night … but the boys were dry.

Apparently Texas owns Pikes.

I have a few non running friends who read this blog and wonder what the whole ultra thing is about.  This is a perfect summary.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Wednesday 062211

AM – 5 miles wake up run

Good stuff in this podcast re: recovery, etc from the Purple Patch Fitness guy.

According to Sean, this blog has some dulcet tones.

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PM – South Boulder Peak.  Felt good to start but was certainly slogging by the middle of Shadow.  I got up in 54:44, but definitely knew the super computer was not running well on the way down.  Rather than risk a wipe out, I shut it down and “ran” down easy.  RT was 1:32.

But the bummer was this view as I came into the South Mesa Trailhead lot.

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Other signs there indicated this “Coming Soon!” was actually June 27.  Not sure if this will be 5 bucks for a year or 100 bucks.  I am also going to check out if Broomfield is exempt from this given it was once part of Boulder County, and paid for a good lot of this open space.  In any case, I am sure it is going to make this and the Dowdy Draw lot much less visited by me (forcing me to the Flatirons Vista or the trail head over on 93 a bit more up north).