It was time today for yet another little work-out this morning (not a fun-run, an ACTUAL workout.) I now call it my spike run – what I used to call hill repeats. By the looks of today’s elevation profile below, it’s clearly a spike run:
The weather was cold. It was misty and wet. The workout was difficult. But not excruciating. Except for a few mountain bikers riding down, and one runner going up, I was alone for most of today’s run. I felt especially alone at the top, surrounded by thick white mist. The ocean was nowhere to be seen at the top of Meadows. For some reason it was a bit sad. No. Not really sad, more like somber.
The fun in today’s run was in its difficulty. But I don’t necessarily enjoy repeats. I just enjoy being able to run them. In my twenties I wouldn’t have been able to hike up this hill once without stopping and resting, maybe even sitting.
About a half mile into Meadows, heading for the ascent (the top is obscured by clouds):
The climb threatening, but in not in full-force:
The sweat begins:
Nearing the top:
All done! Heading back to the truck:
From above:
Looks like a great work out and a challenge too! Love the pictures keep them coming!
ReplyDeleteThanks Ed! I'm a camera junkie. I just hope these tough repeats are going to help me in my upcoming 50k race that has 6,600+ feet of elevation gain. I'm soooo scared. Thanks for reading though -- really appreciate it. I'm so behind in my blog readings, one of my simple joys in life. : )
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