Bedrock & Paradox

Doing the crazy hiker dance last weekend (photo by Liz McGoff). Cowboy burger at Jan’s Cafe in Lima.Wasatch flowers.Snow. Goats.Timp.Summits.It’s HOT down here in Cedar City. Hiding out inside, maybe headed up to ride Brian Head later. Hoping I don’t utterly fry on Sunday.

1015 this morning: Harry Potter this afternoon: leave for Ut Th-Fr: canyoneering in Zion Sat: hang out Sun: ride 15+ hours Mon: M turns 25! Tues: go home See you out there.

Last night I was determined to present a more filtered version of the video I took on Saturday, got sucked into learning iMovie, and was up until 1 am finishing things off. It was a very fun learning experience. So here it is: http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5571872&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=c9ff23&fullscreen=1 I cannot overemphasize what a great race this is. The course…

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, but somehow, it was all worth it. 14:25. Everything came together; except for a lack of acclimitization, gnarly blisters, and sunburn on the back of my knees (!), nothing could have been improved upon. Report and video to follow.

There’s no way around it, my gut’s in a mild twist, and there is no other reason. At least I slept well last night, so unless I do something really silly like forget my shoes, I’ll be fine tomorrow. Yep, that will be all. See you next week.

Running a two sport peak and taper is not an easy thing to do. It’s nice that training for hiking necessitates vastly less acute fitness demands. Nonetheless, Saturday will be a 15 or so hour day, and that demands a good reservoir, which can only be had my rest. Sunday I got in a really,…

This morning I headed up to Carlton Ridge as the penultimate test spin before the Devil’s Backbone 50 this weekend. The four miles and 2400′ of vertical took 51 minutes at a strong but not maximal pace, a good sign. In many ways this is the first race of the year for me. I weenied…

Though it is only a problem in certain circumstances. Doing intervals, for instance, I have a helluva time recalling how many I’ve done. 1, 2, and 3 are usually pretty solid. Distinguishing 4 from 5 (or 6) gets dicey, and the foundation beyond is questionable. Not really of the most importance, but I’m looking into…

There have been occasions, and uphill in the rain and mosquitos yesterday was one of them, when I am Patagucci’d to the hilt. Shirt, rain jacket, pants, underwear, socks. With another Patagonia jacket in the pack. Sometimes it almost seems silly. But then things like today happen. Back in December, my first generation (winter 04-05)…