It’s been awhile since I last posted. It seems my posting coincides with my running. The more I run…the more I post. I guess that makes sense for a running blog at some level, but it’s tough to grow a readership that way.
Anyway, I last posted about my fall racing schedule. It turns out, I only ended up doing 3 races this fall due to a consistently sore left hamstring.
In late August, I paced fellow IUP’er Adam Lint through the final 25 miles of the Cascade Crest 100. It was a thoroughly enjoyable run for me, being able to climb almost 4,000 feet up through the cascades in the middle of the night.

It was also fun because Adam is a tough son of a gun. I was only running about 1/4 of what he was running…and I was jumping in at the end. But, he hung VERY tough and just let me pull him along. So, running 12 minute miles (our average pace) was thoroughly enjoyable for me (not sure it was the same for him
). It was just hard enough and easy enough to be enjoyable. There were times when we were hitting 16 min/miles on the steep uphills (and probably closer to 20 mins/mile going up Thorp Mtn.):

I have to confess…I didn’t even realize how beautiful this run was, until I saw Glenn Tachiyama’s pictures from it. Because we were running the mountains at night, I could see nothing but fog and a few feet ahead of me. There are parts of me that are thankful that I didn’t know I was running on trails such as this:

Incredibly beautiful..but, very exposed. There were a few places I could tell there were big dropoffs…it was just fog and very, very cold wind. I knew we were exposed, but kind of glad I couldn’t see it. Althought that view above, is sweet (how about that photo of Glenn’s…that guy is the best).
Anyway, my hamstring was pretty sore after that run. A few weeks later, I tried to run the LD25K. This race goes up over Squak Mountain and then climbs up over Cougar Mountain. I crushed it up Squak, but tripped coming down the other side and tweaked my hammy. I led the race for a good while, but eventually cut the course (thereby DNF’ing) about 2 miles short so I didn’t hvae to run up and down the last hill…my hamstring just couldn’t take it. I’ve not yet won a race in the Northwest…and thought I had that one, but didn’t want to jeopardize Bourbon Chase Relay by doing something stupid.
In late October, I ran the Bourbon Chase Relay with the Stonemill Streaker gang. We ran tough and finished 5th overall…a very solid performance. My hamstring really bothered me by my last leg, and I felt like I was just dragging it along for the ride. But, it was worth it…it was really pretty running through the horse fields of Kentucky:

I’ve been pretty hurt since the race — only running a total of about 7 times. But, I was out in the mud & rain running at Bridle Trails this AM with Achilles, and my hamstring felt pretty good. I can’t wait to start hitting the trails and getting my mileage back up. Regardless, it’s good to be a runner again.