If Usain Bolt was ever on cops, they'd have trouble catching him in their cars.
Just signed up for the half marathon, and my sister's gonna do the 10k. It looks like it'll be a lot of fun. Anyone wanna join us?
Also, there's one more trail race in this series, The Rocky Ridge Trail, which is on October 24th. I'll probably do the half marathon in that one, too.
Race Thru the Redwoods 10K
August 16, 2009
Felton, California
This looks like fun, but I don't think I'll drive all the way down there unless I can get someone (or someones ;-) to run it with me. So we'll see what happens.
Since I didn't get any company for my lunch run today, I decided to mix things up and run to Coit Tower instead of the normal run along the Embarcadero to Fisherman's Wharf and back. I learned a few things from the endevour:
- Telegraph hill is neither as tall nor as far away as it looks.
- Stairs are infernal torture devices designed by Satan himself.
It ended up being a rather enjoyable run: I discovered a flower garden on the side of the hill, and the views were, of course, spectacular.
In case you're curious, I did upload the map.
I'm definitely going to have to explore more on lunch runs, it was really nice not to be doing the same old run again.
They've posted the official results. I came in 171st overall, 38th in my age group. More importantly, my overall time was 48:26.0, which is 7:48 per mile. That's about 6 minutes faster than my time last year. Ironically, even though I was faster this time, I came in 2 places lower in my age group.
Previously.
That puzzling line from an e-mail my running partner Janet Bowman sent me a few days ago leaps to mind as we struggle up a trail pitched at the angle of a ski jump. Perspiration streams off my head like a hard rain as I gasp for air, even though we're moving at a pace that might be generously described as a determined shuffle. In fact, just minutes into a 9.5-mile trail run across Northern California's Golden Gate National Recreation Area, I'm wondering how many anaerobic-thresholds lie ahead. I'm here for an adventurous four-day, 42-mile run through Marin County, a place with a reputation for fearsome hills and arguably the country's best trail running. More than 500 miles of footpaths spiderweb through 40 federal, state, and county parks covering some 170,000 acres. The parks contain forests of towering redwoods, a coastline where elephant seals bellow on secluded beaches, and hills harboring Tule elk and half the bird species in North America.
I *so* need to do this sometime. It sounds like amazing amounts of fun. (Having a subscription to Runners World can be dangerous, I'm thinking of signing up for this half marathon, because I saw the ad in the magazine...)