Warrior Dash

A few weeks ago I ran the Warrior Dash in North Bend, Washington with JJ and his friend Alisha (JJ’s girlfriend Meghan and his friend Tyler joined us to take pictures and hang out). In case you haven’t heard about Warrior Dash (or it’s counterpart Tough Mudder which is longer and looks considerably tougher and thus cooler) it’s a run combined with obstacles.

Nice and clean before the race

We arrived in plenty of time to check in to the race and watch the first finishers come across the line. When it was finally our turn to run, we got into the race chute with a couple hundred of our fellow “warriors.” The Dash has start times staggered every half hour with up to 300 participants per wave. Once the race started and we were off and running it quickly became apparent to me that 150 runners every 15 minutes would probably be a lot nicer. For a run that advertises mud, there seemed to be a lot of reticence to run through the mud rather than waiting to run around it.

Running towards the final obstacle–the mud pit

At about a mile, JJ slowed down some and I headed off with my goal to not let anyone beat me through an obstacle, one at which I mostly succeeded. I averaged 10:54 min/miles which considering how slow we all started the race and the giant mud pit thing at the end, I suppose it wasn’t that bad. I felt slow even though in the 20-29 women’s bracket I finished 56/970 participants.

Very muddy after picture.

After I emerged from the mud hole obstacle at the end of the race, I really wanted my turkey leg and promised beer. We got hosed off the best we could and headed to the food area.

That turkey leg and tallboy were completely necessary. As was wearing the hat.

It was a fun race but not near as much fun as I was expecting. I would hope for more obstacles per mile and for fewer people per wave. It did remind me that running in races is quite a lot of fun though!

June and July Fitness

I posted awhile ago about how I intended to get back on the fitness wagon after EMT class ended and was only sort of successful—a few bike rides, a few hikes, and some spotty runs but I didn’t get in much of a groove.

In early June, I decided I’d spent the money to buy P90X back in January and it was time to give it a shot since nothing else was getting me moving like I wanted to. So far it’s been going really well! I’ve only completely missed one workout—I’ve had to shift a couple to my “rest” day but since I’d accidentally rested another day and am feeling pretty good I haven’t worried about it.

In addition to P90X, I’m doing the “Nosy Bitches 100 Miles in 100 Days” Challenge. The challenge is to move yourself at least a mile every day via running, walking, or hiking (anything on foot really, my bike doesn’t count). There’s one point available each day forcing you to get out and do something everyday. We all anted up some cash so someone (or a few someones) are going to get a gift certificate to their favorite athletic apparel store. So far, I haven’t missed a day but there’s still a couple others who haven’t either so It. Is. On.

August goal: To get more hiking in. I like that stuff. 🙂

*The number of workouts is a little misleading because a lot of the P90X days have a resistance training component and an abs component. MapMyRun lets me enter the actual routine I did so they get entered as separate workouts. Two “program” workouts in a single day are actually one workout.

 

R2R 2012

Saturday June 2 was National Trails Day. As part of the celebration the Foothills Rail-To-Trails Coallition has organized the Rainier To Ruston relay event. 2012 was the 10th anniversary of the race and it was the “Drunken Damsels and Whiskey Warriors” 2nd year! In what turned into a combined effort, Ezra, Jolleen and I put together a team for last years race and wound up having a ton of fun. It didn’t help that we had the most gorgeous weather last year.

Carbon River at the race start

This year, we’d planned on spending the night at my aunt and uncle’s house (last year we ended up staying there as sort of a spur of the moment decision). Uncle Morgan had a campfire going and the team enjoyed a few beers and some good conversation before heading to bed.

Blurred me starting the race

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May Fitness

I said that when EMT class was over I’d get back on the fitness wagon. I did do much better than I had during the rest of 2012. I didn’t do anything too intense or too much but I did ride my bike to work a few times; went running a few times including a race; and got out in the woods with Forrest, Sprocket, and friends.

Can you tell class ended on May 11?

I can, and certainly hope, to do better but it sure beats an empty workout calendar! I already started June off well with the Rainier To Ruston relay…post on that coming soon!

Running

I’m going running today.

About 2 miles worth.

I haven’t run in nearly six months. I miss it. But I’m unmotivated.

The only way I know to get the motivation back is to just start.

So today (come rain, sleet, or snow) I’m starting to run again.

 

Edit: I did it. I went out and ran on the icy roads. Funny…I think I like winter running better than any of my attempts this summer.

Huckleberry Festival and Family

Last weekend was busy. My mom and aunt came out to visit and brought my grandparents. Ezra, Steve, and Garrett are here to visit for the week.

Saturday morning Ezra, Mom, Aunty, and myself all participated in Wallace’s Huckleberry 5K. My laziness in training caught up to me and I didn’t make near as strong a showing as I would have liked (although I bet I beat last years time…we had to leave before the results were announced so I won’t know until Thursday).

After the race we ate yummy huckleberry pancakes and headed for the cabin. I don’t think my family was at all prepared for me to drive them 12 miles up a winding dirt road–my grandparents are 87 and 85 and rolled with it pretty well. They were very impressed with how big the views from the cabin are!

We all just relaxed in the cabin and talked about all sorts of things. My mom observed that my dad would have appreciated this more than anyone and, oddly, this was really lovely to hear.

Cabin party

I drove my family back down to “civilization” in the late afternoon and went back up on the quad. In the evening Garrett and I made s’mores and then we turned in for the night.

Putting on the Running Shoes

It’s time for me to put on my running shoes.

First, I mean this in the most literal way: after running The Canyonlands Half Marathon back in March I’ve been really lazy. I just haven’t been able to drum up much interest or excitement about running. Participating in Rainier To Ruston helped but I just keep finding other things to do.

Unacceptable. Especially if I want to get fast and kick butt at the Huckleberry 5K in about a month (Sprocket and I are in it to win it). Time to get moving. I’ve never done interval training before so this ought to be kind of interesting. Continue reading “Putting on the Running Shoes”

1910 Fire Commemoration and Huckleberry Festival

Wallace, Idaho

Sprocket and I spent last weekend in Wallace, Idaho for a weekend of fun. After getting off of work on Friday I rushed home to pick up Sprocket. We headed west and arrived in Wallace at 6PM (Pacific Time). After talking Sprocket for a little walk, I went to the Smokehouse (6th and Bank Street) for a beer. I tried Wallace Brewing‘s IPA again. After having not been impressed last time, it was much better this go around!

I headed over to the Elks to listen to Rocky Barker (author of Scorched Earth) talk about the date of August 20th in fire history. The talk wasn’t that great and could have used some more organization. The talk was followed by George Sibley’s documentary “Ordeal By Fire.” It was decidedly low budget but really recapped the story of the fire well. It used lots of great historic photographs. 

Really tired after the lectures, I headed over to the Brooks Hotel and was delighted to find that their restaurant was open until 10 (we’re talking about Wallace here). It was such a classic cafe–only had one calendar but I think William Least Heat Moon would have been proud. After my chicken and huckleberry crisp, Sprocket and I headed up Placer Creek and went to bed. 

I woke up bright and early to a licking dog, brushed my teeth and dressed for the Huckleberry 5K. I drove back down into town and registered for the run. Sprocket and I walked all over town to warm up. I decided not to run with him because he starts to slow down around the mile and a quarter mark and I didn’t really want to drag him along. He went into the Jeep and pouted. I didn’t exactly burn up the course but I did run the 3.2 miles in something like 28:15. I took 3rd in my age group (although there probably weren’t that many people in the group) and got a medal.

I was STARVING after the run and was so so happy to cash in my ticket for huckleberry pancakes. They were so yummy. It was a great way to finish off my run. I headed to the car and gave myself a baby wipe bath and changed. Sprocket and I walked around some more before returning to the car to get my chair. I was super impressed with how well behaved Mr. Sprocket was during the parade. It wasn’t quite the 100 pieces of apparatus they were hoping for but the wild land firefighters, Coeur D’Alene Fire Department Pipe & Drum corps, and the USFS Northern Region pack train were great additions. 

Sprocket and I followed the parade over to the visitors center for the dedication. There was a little beagle who really wanted to play with Sprocket (his owner kept forgetting her dog as she was talking to people) which kind of made things difficult, but he put up with the heat and the wait pretty well. The dedication hit all the right notes. Everyone kept their remarks pretty short. The governor’s speech was so politician but I found it pretty inspiring–let’s get to work on biomass in Shoshone County!!! My particularly favorite moment was when Tim Egan told the governor that he needed to stay for his talk. The water drop demonstration was pretty sweet too.

I felt really bad for Sprocket and ran him up 9 Mile Creek Road and let him play in the creek. He was a very happy boy. We explored the area a bit but decided to wait for Forrest–there’s lot to see. We went back to town where Sprocket was kind enough to hang out in the car while I checked out the shops in town (it’s not very often they’re all open at the same time). I was delighted to find that there’s a store that sells wine (with free tastings!), enjoyed poking around the antique stores, looked into the mining museum, and walked all over town. 

Starving, I treated myself to a steak at the Jameson Saloon. They have immaculately restored the building to 1890s status, it’s beautiful! My steak was pretty good too. Over at the Elks I was so excited for Tim Egan’s talk. He was such a good speaker. He references all sorts of books and events that have captured his imagination (I have a whole list of things to read more about now) and he’s funny! I had brought my copy of The Big Burn but I left it in the car…and decided to go get it. I waited did wait in line to have him sign it before heading up 9 Mile Creek Road to camp for the night. 

Sunday morning, Sprocket and I played our way home over Mullan Pass and checking out Taft Summit. It was a busy, busy weekend in Wallace!

Originally posted on the blog: Evergreen Rambles.