Summer runnin', had me some hills
Summer runnin', nothing by drills
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| Toughing out 9 miles on the demanding Nordic Trail |
Saturday morning the race against the thermometer begins. A quick breakfast (peanut butter toast for me, raisin Bran for Joe) and physical therapy (my hips, Joe's shoulder) are tackled before we hit the road. With the exception of today (which was perfect for running at 58°, clouds and no humidity), every Saturday has been in the 80's and humid by the time we reach our destination - Lapham Peak State Park, Scuppernong Trail (Southern Kettle Moraine near Eagle), The Nordic Trail (Southern Kettle Moraine beyond Palmyra) and of course, Minooka County Park. The heat has been difficult for exercise, but we have acclimated to it. While I'm running, Joe is hiking, but let me tell you, he is not ambling. I'm typically running 1.5 to 2 miles farther than he is hiking, and we're getting to the car close to the same time.
Trail running is much more difficult than street running, but it's more soothing to the psyche. Trail running is filled with obstacles to occupy the mind (rocks, tree roots, holes, downed trees, occasional piles of animal dung, mud, etc.), lots of hills to tax the lungs, heart, glutes & quads, and peaceful scenery to make it worth the effort. The hills in particular are what I need to become a better runner, and hills are plentiful at every location we've hit. For example, in a 9-miler on The Nordic Trail today, I logged 86 floors (10 stairs = 1 floor), while at Lapham Peak, I climb 109 floors in 8 miles. You run much slower on trails than on the street, and you can't compare one trail time to another. This takes some of the pressure off to constantly beat previous times and to obsess over in the moment pace readings, unless of course, you're comparing the same two trails, which I have done, and can report there have been improvements each time ☺
In another week we'll be hiking the Canadian Rockies, which will further help us do well in the September race. The day we return from vacation is the day Joe can begin running again. Given how fast he's hiking, a combination of running and hiking the race may lead him to beat me (dammit, this was my only chance to ever finish before him!☺).
Summer runnin', is making me strong
Summer runnin', won't last too long...



