Just one more day: Days 101 - 106

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Day 101 – April 10, 2012

I was really excited for our Tuesday Adventure Run. Jack Mountain, a long, steep rocky trail underneath a power line, is the toughest climb in the area. I had gotten reacquainted with it last week and wanted to share the wealth. I ran the 6.3 mile course before practice to make sure we would have enough time. Then, we ran it as a group. Their eyes about popped out of their heads when they first saw the mile-long climb. But, they loved it and I could tell they felt pretty accomplished. I listened to the chatter and laughter throughout the run. That’s probably the best part; knowing they are embracing being out in the woods and doing things most would think crazy.

Total – 12.6 trail miles

Day 102 – April 11, 2012

After a couple of challenging practices, we did a light run around campus. Nothing special but a pleasant time in surprisingly cold, windy conditions. It was surprising to be running with temps in the 40’s after days in the 80s.

Total – 3.5 road miles

Day 103 – April 12, 2012

After last Saturday’s run at Blackwater Creek, I knew I had to take the kids there. On the bike path, we did a 1 mile warm-up followed by a hard 1 mile effort. (I worked hard to pull off a 7:07. My goal is to go under 7.) Anyway, we ran back to the cars on the Creekside Trail, a lovely ribbon of real estate bursting with scents of honeysuckle and lilac. This part of the run was quick, keeping the pressure on the whole way. A couple of ladies walking their dogs asked who we were and said they were impressed with the kids. Good times.

Total – 5 bike path and trail miles

Day 104 – April 13, 2012

It’s an interesting situation to take sprinter and field event kids up the mountain to the “LU.” They are not used to 1) doing BIG hills and 2) running on anything that resembles a trail 3) and covering distances over 400 meters. But eventually, we reconvened at the gazebo that overlooks the entire campus and story of my SB6K adventure as illustration. After that, it was a nice time on trails, taking the round-about way back to school/

Total – 5 trail miles

Day 105 – April 14, 2012

A beautiful day, a long experiment with my Black Diamond trekking poles, and a good bit of patience marked the day. Tons of climb and descent, I put in a solid 32 miles on the AT. I am feeling stronger and so grateful for that.

Total – 32 trail miles
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Day 106 – April 15, 2012

Today’ run was between pool cleaning and weeding the garden. It wasn’t long but it was a good time with Caleb, my oldest son. Very pleased there is no soreness or tiredness from yesterday.

Total – 3 road miles

Year-to-date: 657 miles

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