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Game Over Suckas!

Friday, May 29th, 2009

I’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time – my programming job is finally over!! I just had my last day and cracked a big healthy macro brew during the last conference call. It only took three attempts, but I’m packing up this computer and mailing off all the developer connection disks back to LA.

It took a ton of effort, but when all you think about all day long is skiing and running, and you’ve got the resources to do it, what the heck is a job worth? Screw them and live the dream, man!

And now for one month of June freedom in my place before start vanning it. What am I going to do? Read, write, draw, play music, and run and hike and roller ski all the time.

Here’s to you Bill Lumbergh!

So the Turnagain Arm Trail run was last Tuesday. It’s the first race of the year up here, and man are first races always painful! A couple of time trials here and there can help get you into race mode, but it’s just not the same unless you’ve got people around you and personal pressure to do well.

I ended up third behind nordic skiers Andy Liebner and Mark Iverson, and ran better than I did last year. But man, it hurt the entire way. I actually was wishing I was somewhere else almost the entire time. Oh well, I think some of the hiking races will be a little more fun after having done them all last year.

So stay in touch. I’m psyched to get outside more and do a lot more writing!

Two Thresholds

Tuesday, May 26th, 2009

The run starts reluctant and slow, the muscles and tendons aching and creaking out of their stationary positions. In a move that requires practice and tribulation to perfect, the body questions the brains own intentions with every step. Your body wants to be perfectly still and content but the brain causes it to move in spite.

Slowly, and like magic, the joints loosen and the muscles warm in a transition unexplained, but well marked by the body. This is the foundation of the distance workout: a smooth and healthy transition into a state of motion, one that builds long-term momentum that will carry the body through faster runs, races, and recoveries in the future.

Once the body warms it becomes excited, renewed, and refreshed by accomplishment, made sweeter with the recent memory of stagnancy fresh in the mind. Adrenaline flows and the senses are aroused to the beautiful and natural surroundings. The mind races for a moment here and there with fleeting dreams of trial and success accompanied by a tinge of invulnerability.

Now the plan is set and the ego is fueled with purpose. Time draws on and the effects of repetition and focus become meditative and healing. The affects of toxins, poor sleep, or a dingy diet begin to disappear as the body’s pump moves more fluids and energy through its intricate organic systems. The body knows the routine, it’s been here before, and it knows what this means.

Happy sights, sounds, and sensations spring from the woods as creeks, or trees and roots, or rustling squirrels, or a blast of warmth from an eddy of still and sun lit air. You work with the trail because you can’t work against it, and your body breaks down piece by piece. The mind works with the body for a time to channel its energy to stress each and every muscle, right down to the last knuckle in your hands. Your body is a host of production, and consumption, and pain; a single muscle moving with refined function towards a single purpose.

A distance workout is characterized by two thresholds. The first is marked by the moment the body has warmed and a subsequent period of time that feels therapeutic and natural. Your body has been there in every last workout and feels at home, knowing well what it feels like during and what it will feel like after. Within this threshold, you will maintain your fitness and enjoyment for the sport, and it is perfectly sustainable.

The second threshold pushes the upper limits of maintenance and indicates a daring break into new territory. This transition is marked by a thought or sensation that being right there in the moment has started to become a chore, and your movements are likely to be questioned. Your muscles begin to ache in despair, but from this point forward the upper limits do not exist. Instead, that day you will eventually make a conscious decision to trick yourself into believing that you found the upper limit, and this moment comes later and later every single time you do.

In the beginning this second threshold came very quickly. You were not used to the feelings of breaking your body down and also allowing it to repair. But, as you gained experience you discovered that the limits were indeed higher than you had once thought, and you relaxed and were able to achieve more.

It’s the time spent beyond the second threshold that affects you while you are getting on with the rest of your life. Your knees ache, your heart hurts, and your lungs, yes your lungs, are actually tired from breathing. Your glow of energy is low although you only know this through an unexpected stumble in the grocery store or a hint of crabbiness at work. You begin to realize that the workout continues beyond removing your shoes and showering off the sweat. It continues into the rest of the day and into the day after that. You might even begin to wonder about the positive and negative affects that this transcendence might have on the rest of your life.

During the run the mind may move to suggest that the second threshold be crossed, and the body makes a stand of defiance. “This is not normal,” the body says. “This is not balance.” But, in another magical and ironic step, the mind relinquishes control and takes a back seat as the body trudges on and just runs, runs, runs, runs.

Now your body and mind are in no man’s land and the challenge begins. But, you’ve been here so many times before, and you know what this means. Mild excitement merges with pride as you decide to keep moving, because this is the stuff that defines who you are, and who you are as an athlete. ‘Without this, your labour bears no fruit,’ you say dramatically.

After all these years it’s hard to doubt the quality of the time you spend training. When you finish your workout you are thoroughly spent and your mind moves to other things. The imbalances of the day have vanished from the mind at ease, but the crossing of the second threshold lives on in your body as exhaustion, and strangely, contentment.

It’s the next day and you still feel the run. At times you get up from your desk, or cash register, or wax bench, and take a break to go and stare out a window for a while. The workout has permeated every little piece of your body so deeply that it has finally entered your mind. “This is amazing” you say to yourself about how affected you are. There is a race tomorrow but the thought of restarting the cycle enters your mind. “Maybe,” you decide. You no longer see or think of the tired, or the hurt, or possibilities of exhaustion or anxiety waiting in the next step because you’ve been here before, and you know what it means.

Today

Friday, May 22nd, 2009

Today is the day. What did you do today?

It’s May. Wait, is it *still* May? Let me check…yeah, it is. How many of you have started rollerskiing already? ALL OF YOU? Really?!? Dang!

Am I the only person that gets stopped by the average trail foot-soldier and asked about roller skis? How do you explain it to them? I always screw it up and end up with something like “Oh, it’s a training thing,” and unfortunately also “It’s not actually that fun.” I hate saying that stuff because I think it is fun but I don’t know what else to say. I can just see them trying to stand up on a pair of skate roller skis with infant-like shins and getting frustrated.

I guess I should just say “Yeah, it’s totally freaking RAD and you should totally try it.”

So, has anyone every tried to make a recreational roller ski? It seems to me like there is a bit of a market for it if you could make them relatively cheap and easy to balance on. I mean, we’ve got wide-ass metal edged fish scales, so why isn’t there a roller ski equivalent?

I just can’t imagine that there wouldn’t be a market for it if I hear at least *ten* “Woah, that’s cool!” from bikers and walkers every time I go roller skiing on the bike trail. Am I crazy? Anyone??

Anyway off I go on my “pro model” Marwe’s with damp shorts and no T-shirt. Maybe I’ll throw on my heart rate monitor just so it looks like I’m actually doing something real. Maybe a helmet too. Crap, my poles suck.

Next week is my last week of work. June is the last month in my apartment. After that it’s van life, living on savings, and working out. I’ve already started putting things on craigslist. Anyone want some SICK studio monitors (speakers?). No, my lats aren’t for sale :)

Hey anyone want to sell me some good poles? Someone stole my good classic and skate pairs at a pursuit last season.

cioa.

Adventure Training

Tuesday, May 12th, 2009

I did a personal time trial up Arctic Valley road last week (approx. 6 miles running at 10% grade), and beat last year’s time by 90 seconds! Unfortunately, one Eric Strabel beat me by 5 minutes. Sorry for putting you in the spot light Eric, but that was just damned inhuman! While I was hoping to get the fastest time for the day, I’m pretty stoked to be so much faster without really putting down the hammer yet…damned happy.

Shoot, on that note – if “training” is going on an awesome boat trip in the aquatic step-sister of Zion National Park, hiking hard and getting huge turns while catching 30 fish a day, then sign me up to be a “professional”.

I had the unique opportunity to get into the fjords of the Kenai Peninsula on a sail boat this last week. It’s almost like the weather gods are making up for lost time giving us an epic spring of sunshine so far! I mean, when we get a low pressure trend up here, the Pacific Ocean can bring Wyoming-sized amoeba of precip that sit over the South Central land mass for a couple of weeks until finally drying up over the Alaska Range. That makes nailing a week of beautiful warm weather for ten person trip pretty difficult, and conversely when you score good weather it’s the best thing going.

In geological news, Zion National Park in southern Utah remains my top pick for most mesmerizing natural feature, but after yesterday’s sun (and Sauza) soaked birthday cruise through Northwestern Fjord, Taz Basin, and the surrounding area, Kenai Fjords National Park is my new number 2.

I brought my alpine skis and managed to get up one in the infinite collection of incredible couloirs that runs from the top of the fjord righty down to the water’s edge. I only managed to get a grip on Harris Bay and Thunder Bay, but given good boat access this place is backcountry mecca. Now I know why TGR has a segment in their (Anomoly?) film flying with CPG and skiing out here.

These mountains are formed by fused layers of volcanic rock with good structural consistency, where frequent striations create nice cliff bands around uncountable glaciers and late-season marine snow pack. This is in contrast to the shale mountains of “Chugach Crud” that make for a dicey, slide prone under-layer of sporadic, razor sharp shale features. Because of the density of the marine snow pack you’ll never find a true intermountain blower-pow day out here, but as a result the snow is safer on steeper aspects and you will find a larger and later standing snow pack than anywhere else in the country (there was dusting over 500′ two weeks ago).

We left town with two motor boats and a sail boat, taking 7 hours to travel 50 miles. We built a sauna, skied sick ski lines, saw incredible fjords and rock formations, played golf on the sandy beach, and ate dinner to the thundering woofing sound of calving glaciers in the distance. We also scored a local guide friend that wanted to bring his 50 foot yacht and two deck hands “just for fun.” With his help we caught an 20-30 fish a day without having to bait a single hook, got full guided tours to watch wildlife, and magically had hot coffee at the push of a button. If you are in Seward, Alaska looking for a good time on the water along with lodging, hit up Bob Condopolis at Salt Water Safaris. I figured the least I could do for all the fishing fun is give the guy a publicity plug.

Special thanks to Donald Fagen & Walter Becker, Stevie Wonder, The Police, and Cyndi Lauper, Fairweather IPA, and Hornitos Tequila for making my epic boat cruises on glassy sun-lit water so enjoyable…

Pardon my fascination with rocks and ski lines while viewing the following pictures.

Mountain Runner’s Guide to Springtime

Monday, May 4th, 2009

Mountain Runner’s Guide to Springtime

- Forget about races, lose your “training plan.”
- Drive to the LQ, buy 22oz AK Amber.
- Hike to your favorite trailhead, take off your shirt, and hike till you want to stop.
- Toss your keys in the back seat and drink your beer while the sun goes down. Taste the magic.
- Repeat and watch the magic happen.

Mountain running is easy compared to nordic skiing. All you need is mega sub-threshold training and a love of the mountains. In Alaska the springtime snow pack provides unbelievable views across our huge south central mountains, and every hike can totally be epic.