Today I ran a 5K recovery run around Longyearbyen.
DNF. Bloody urine at the halfway mark scared me into quitting. Not sure I'm cracked up to run marathons.
Flying to Svalbard tomorrow. I did a relaxing climb of Løvstakken yesterday. My taper has been a lot since Cleveland. I really hope I don't hit the wall in the marathon Saturday. So many other things happening in life I've been stressed about getting enough running in and therefore getting very little in. Silly that I avoid it when I need it most to relax. Too much travel has really worn me down. It felt so great to be out on the mountain yesterday without a care.
This morning there was thunder and lightning, so they cancelled the PyCon 5K. I tried going to the gym and running on the treadmill instead, but I hate treadmills. I haven't successfully done a race since February. That's a little depressing. 3 weeks to go until Svalbard. I need to buy some new shoes and break them in next week. My toes are currently sticking out of my current ones and the soles are basically worn away.
Nice light run along the Lake Erie waterfront here in Cleveland this morning before PyCon. There's not really a good place nearby for a long run unfortunately.
Just a short 5K after work tonight along the Perrysburg streets here in northern Ohio. Once again I logged it on Strava.
Nice run in the California sunshine through the flat Silicon Valley up into the foothills of the Santa Cruz Mountains. I rejoined Strava along the way since Jacques was raving about it. Turns out I don't need to keep my phone open for it to work, so I may do more of this.
My shoes are currently propped up in the bathroom with a hair dryer running on them. After spending the night at Jacques last night, we went for a 15 mile run around Tiger Mountain, including the summit. Jacques lives on Tiger Mountain, but that didn't prevent us from getting lost several times in the rain that plagued us the whole run. At higher altitudes there was also a cold that made our soaked clothes hard to endure. But we muddled through.
Nice morning run along the sound here in Seattle. I even took off my shoes and dipped my feet in the Pacific.
Last week was a great training week. Not exactly where I wanted to be at this point, but I'm feeling great about the running and definitely ready for the Bergen City Half at the end of the month on the way to Spitsbergen in June. Yesterday I started this week off right with a meandering run up to the Fantoft Stavkirk. It's well placed on a hill in the middle of a grove of deciduous trees. I could actually see down and across the water to our house from there!
Today I wanted to go for a flatter run, so I ran on the bikepath by the road into the city center and then around the Stor Lungårdsvann. It was cloudy, cold, windy and drizzled on me part of the time. Still, it was a good run though.
11 April 2018 - 17 km
So I started off running the same run I did on Monday, except today was a beautiful sunny day and I was feeling great. It was hard to resist going up into the hills, but I don't want to overtax my knee now that it's feeling better. But when I reached the turnaround I didn't feel like stopping so I thought I'll just continue another kilometer down the bridge over the Straume. The kelp beneath the water was so beautiful in the sunshine I decided to go a little further and finally get that pokégym that's just a bit too far from the path of the 51 bus in Soreide. Then I thought, Well maybe I'll just run to Gamlehaugen since I'm on this side of the fjord anyway. Beautiful views of the mountains on the other side of the fjord. I totally would have gotten lost in the little neighbors without Google Maps though. Being a warm day I saw Spring things like flowers and melting snow and bunny rabbits. A lot of people keep birds as well - chickens and pigeons I saw, but not every coop had birds outside. Along the way I discovered Norway's Fort McHenry, a house called Wernerholm where "Ja Vi Elsker" was written. I also passed the former home of Norwegian poet & WWII hero Nordahl Grieg, but didn't trek all the way out to the nearby former home of Edvard Grieg. That man's music is already in my soul anyway. After that I came upon one of the old WWII bomb shelters that was run down and open, so I did a little urban exploring. Then it was down the familiar trail I ran the week we stayed in Paradis last October where one can see the blue house across the water. April there doesn't look much different than October. By the time I reached Gamlehaugen I was pretty tired and my left thigh chafing so I just ran on by rather than stop. When I got home I stripped to my shorts and went straight down to the dock to jump in the Nordåsvann. The frigid water was quite a shock to my body hot from running. I only submerged and then swam in to shore before laying on a towel in the warm sun on the deck for a few minutes. When my body had recovered from the shock I did a little yoga to stretch my limbs before they stiffened and headed inside to freshen up for the day. Not a bad workout I'd say.
This morning I did a slow, flat training run a few clicks down the fjord. My knee has been hurting since the ski trip and the only way it can feel better is to let it be a knee in action. I learned that in California over a decade ago when I first started training. Running is the most natural thing for a human body to do, so embrace it.
I had a training run planned tonight with others who are running the Bergen City in a few weeks, but I hurt my knee skiiing last week apparently and spent most of the weekend limping around like a derp. It didn't really start hurting until Saturday, but it was difficult to make it up and down stairs for a couple days. Today it's not 100% yet, but I can get around the house normally. I tried running up the stairs though and that was a bad idea. After that my knee hurt more and I decided to be smart and skip the training tonight. Smart, but very frustrating.
I've been getting a lot of non-running exercise this past month, but very little running. I do Bollywood dance class and pokéwalks with Cara; I climb mountains with Maxwell; I walk to the grocery store with Zara. Grocery shopping for 4 people here without a car is a serious workout! Especially if you don't like going every day. Today was a beautiful sunny day and I went for a morning run along my usually 5K loop through Langeskogen past the farm. The pigs were out this morning revelling in their muck.
Today I did any easy run along the shoreline path around Nordåsvannet to Gamlehaugen. The past couple weeks have been pretty dark emotionally without running in my life. Maxwell got me out of the house Monday to attain the nearby summit of Gullsteinen, which I think helped me turn the corner.
Today I made my first ascent of the seventh of Bergen's sju fjellene, Lyderhorn. Maxwell joined me on what was one of the coldest days this winter, with the wind blowing from Siberia to the east rather than from the North Sea to the west. Too much snow on the ground to go running! It was an interesting climb because on the seaward side of Lyderhorn is an old WWII base that managed to hold back the Nazis about as well as Fort Pulaski in Georgia protected Savannah from Union troops during the Civil War. We took quite a few pictures while exploring there and on our journey up the mountain. The sun was shining bright, but above the treeline the cold wind was blowing hard enough that it's dunes of snow quickly covered the footsteps of those who went before us in the deep snow. Lyderhorn is on the edge of Bergen, so most the downtown area isn't viewable from the summit because Damesgårdfjellet and Løvstakken obscure it. On this sunny day we could still see all the way to the glaciated peaks far to the south of us. Near the top we stopped to try the cookstove that I picked up at REI in Ann Arbor earlier this month, choosing a sheltered dale to avoid the wind putting out the flame. Food rarely tastes so good as it does on a long hike. We decided to run on the way down, because Maxwell's feet were getting cold. On the steeper slopes it really was easier to glissade though.
Today I did a long run around Løvstakken, which puts me at 31 km for the week - my best week so far this year. I definitely would've gotten lost on the back side of the mountain if I hadn't brought my phone though. I was even able to give an old couple directions successfully in Norwegian. And I caught a lot of pokémon.
Another sunny day, another run through the forest. I think I might be forming a habit...
Enjoyed a run in the sun and melting snow. It felt good to be home in the forest of North American Hemlock.
I did an 8K trail run in the snows of Windsor, Ontario this morning. It was fun. Canadians are a friendly bunch. I started off by going to the park listed on the website. The park was closed. Fortunately there was a lady and her daughter in their minivan there who were also surprised that the park was closed. We both started troubleshooting and she, being a local, knew somebody who knew the new location: Maldin Park.
There was a nice man there who directed me to someone's house by the park where they had race signup in their garage. It was cash only, but they accepted my 20 bucks in lieu of 20 loonies. I took my stuff back to the car and then met a nice woman who'd driven south from another part of Ontario for this race, which was also her first race in Windsor. She usually gets to run on a geological formation referred to as the escarpment, and is an avid trail runner. The race director overheard us chatting and welcomed us to this first race in Windsor and said we'd picked a good one. I was already thinking I should have brought my spikes, but no one else had them.
The race itself focused on the hill that was in the middle of the park. I don't know if it was an esker or a drumlin or what, but it was definitely sedimentary and we went up and down it many times. The Canadians maybe just don't know about spikes, because they fell. A lot. I saw multiple people wipe out multiple times during the race. The young girl from the minivan did a full on splat right in front of me on one sharp turn on the icy road, and afterward she told me there were several more falls for her after that.
The meanest part of the race was when the course took us right by the finish line and then we had another 10 minutes of running after that. I finished in 57:10, which was nearly worse than my 10K time last week in Trondheim! At the finish line there was a bonfire, a keg of a rather strong local IPA, and doughnuts and bagels from Tim Hortons. The locals were excited to talk too. When they discovered I was from Norway they introduced me to the guy from the Netherlands and we compared American and European racing cultures.
Tonight I ran along the banks of the Nidelva in Trondheim: two 5K loops to form the 10K Winter Run. As part of my journey to see as much of Norway as I can I flew up here this morning and discovered that last month Nord-Trøndelag and Sør-Trøndelag merged to form Trøndelag, so I have one less fylk to run in. I've knocked out just over a quarter of them now!
This week has been mostly covered in snow, but I did manage to get a run in at the start of it and a fjelltur to the top of Løvstakken midweek. Right now it's snowing outside more, so even though I want to run I have trepidations about wet feet and cold air.
5K run in the Troms&oslahs;-like dark of the morning through the Langeskogen. Then I climbed Ulriken in the snow and ice in the afternoon. That makes 4/7 of Bergen's mountains I've summitted in Winter.
4K run this morning at the AWS re:Invent conference. Took me 19:28 to finish I because I ran hard to beat Phil, which I did. Only three of us from work ended up going.
Today I took my first run out from the blåhus up into the Langeskogen. There was a light rain but it was a comfortable 6 degrees celsius. I've really gotten to the point where I have a pretty good idea what temperatures feel like in celsius. Well, at least between -10 and 20 degrees. Being that we live down on the water it was quite alot uphill at the beginning and downhill to finish. There's a nice gravel loop that connects to a trail I believe I can run a ways around Løvstakken on. If I connect with some roads over in Fyllingsdalen it's around 15.5 km. Similarly, the roads around Nordåsvannet I mapped out to be 17.5 km. I'll probably wait for nicer weather before running that far though. My ears get cold.
Yesterday Maxwell and I took a 6 or 7 km hike up Løvstakken in the cold sunny afternoon. We turned back before reaching the top though, because we took a more circuitous than necessary route and the sun sets little before 4 PM these days. It was our second evening walk of the week, the earlier being the 4 km or so to the grocery store and back. Otherwise I'm still in marathon recovery mode, but I've started doing yoga again. We have a nice room with a heated tile floor that is perfect for it. We are all finding balance in this new house, in which we will hopefully live for more than a few months.
Today in Amsterdam I signed up to run the marathon closest to one of Earth's poles next June. Because fuck fatness. I am flying to Atlanta to drive to Hilton Head to run the Savannah marathon. As Randy Pausch once said, the walls are there to keep the OTHER people out.
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