Sunday, January 13, 2008

Slowly Getting Back...


On Jan. 4th, Hart, Justin, and Piper made the trek down from Seattle for 3 days of fun. We started off on Friday with a 16 mile run on the icy, slushy, snowy Rumble trails. While Sascha was in her element in the snow, Piper was thrown for a bit of a loop. Or so it seemed. Actually, I think she was sandbagging a bit so she could save herself for the BadAss on Saturday.

Saturday morning came early and with lots of snow in Sisters and Bend, but by the time we got to the Badlands for the BadAss 50k, there wasn't much snow left at all. Some sun, a bit of ice, wind, 40ish friends, a few dogs, screwed shoes, soup and hot chocolate kitchen, lots of distances to choose from...a great way to kick off the FATSO! And proving that she really was sandbagging on Friday, Piper made a move just before the finish to pull ahead of Justin and Biener to take the w and course record in 4:36:40. Sascha put in a solid 18 miles for the day, and I was thrashed at the end.
That afternoon was a treat for me. While Krissy, Hart, Justin, Bien, and Bronco all had fancy post-BadAss sandwiches at a local eatery, after waiting way too long for my coke, I easily put down a solid pound of fries with probably an equal amount of cheese and salt. OMG, right then, right there, it was better than...well, you can guess. The evening was capped off with a great house warming party at Krissy's cool new place.

On Sunday, Justin, Hart, Krissy, Piper, Sascha, and I went to Smith Rock for a little cool-down jaunt to finish off the weekend. The Seattle boys really wanted to summit Grey Butte, but Krissy and I wussed out and talked them out of it. After wowing everyone with Rod's Cougar Canyon story, we did, in fact, run through said canyon. But no cougars or even any signs of one. Just lots of ice and a nice fall (or was it 2?) by Hart. This led to the quote of the weekend: "Somedays you just fall," or something like that. Crap, I wish I could remember it exactly because it was funny. It was a great run in a great place with great friends. Then a great breakfast after. Mmm...

A solid 60 for the 3 days - not too bad for the first weekend of the year. I love having little training weekends like this. Life pretty much revolves around running, eating, talking to other geeky runners about geeky running things, and sleeping. Fun stuff.

4 comments:

Hart said...

i think i took 3 falls. and the quote was something like "some days i hit the ground a lot".

KendraBo said...

But... isn't that you on the ground in the picture?

Sounds fun and delicious.

Why do we have to work? (Note my html savvy on the eye-talics). I'd rather, um, eat salty fries and cheese all day.

Hehhehehehheheh.

saschasdad said...

Yeah, Kendra, that's my fall on the first day after Hart pushed me down. Unfortunately, there weren't any cameras on the run when Hart went down.

Work definitely gets in the way of fun stuff. Although the little money I earn from work does allow me to do the fun stuff, I would still rather just do the fun stuff and not work. In fact, I think I'm ready for retirement, then I can just play while living off my social security - HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Next time we're at the same race, I would be honored to join you for a couple of huge plates overflowing with salty, cheesey fries! But why wait for a race?

KendraBo said...

HAHAHAHAH! That's exactly what came out of my mouth when one of my previous bosses said that was our retirement plan: Social Security. I was like, and what planet do YOU live on? I love when I get my stateeent from the Feds that tells me how much I'll earn if I retire at X age. I'd be lucky to get fries with my salt.

Way to do all these FATSOs! It sounds like your time off didn't allow you to get all out of shape...like some of us....