Finally put in a solid week of training with 91 miles last week, and I feel pretty good considering. And I felt pretty fresh today running 28 miles with 9k of climbing after taking a day off yesterday. Maybe my body is slowly getting used to running a lot again.
A couple months ago I’m pretty sure I caught a mountain lion out of the corner of my eye on the Mt. Wilson Toll Road, a mile past the idle hour trailhead. A couple weeks ago my wife Elissa watched a mountain lion walk across the same fire road, in nearly the same spot… on one of our most frequented running routes. THEN, immediately after running on a trail (where there was a confirmed mountain lion attack in 1995) I come home to see this on my computer:
This situation totally reminds me of a situation I encountered when I used to surf back in the day:
While running, I know cats are out there watching me run by, usually not being interested in the slightest, and have probably seen me dozens if not hundreds of times. When I used to surf I accepted the fact that I surfed in areas like Marina, CA, where there have been two nearly fatal attacks in the last 5 years, and that great whites have probably swam by and saw me, but weren’t interested in having me for an appetizer.
It’s not like I’m going to give up running around for hours out in the mountains, just like I continued to surf in shark infested water. I love exploring and getting away from the hustle and bustle of civilization, immersing myself in the outdoors grounds me somehow. In a feeble attempt to decrease my chances of becoming a catamounts catch, I am doing two things. First, no more running in the dark all by myself, it just freaks me out. Second, have you ever seen those discover specials on people working in the jungle around Tigers?
Well here’s my trail running version:
Is it ridiculous? Yes. Will it work? Hopefully.
I recently purchased a pair of Brook’s new trail shoe, the Pure Grits. I really like them. Light, yet have cushion. They have good traction and they are comfy. They do have a silly split toe thing up in the front that I don’t really notice when running. There isn’t a whole lot of protection up in the toes, i.e., when I kick rocks it hurts bad. At first I wasn’t too stoked on their fit. Going around fast rocky turns if felt like my foot was sliding off of the sole, not staying directly over it. Considering how much I enjoy going fast downhill I was just about to return them, but then I cinched down the laces a bit I noticed that the stretchy material hugged my foot better without cutting off any circulation, problem solved. I am on the prowl for good 100 mile shoes for AC coming up this July. These Pure Grits may be the ticket, we’ll see how well they hold up at the Ray Miller 50 miler and possibly Miwok.
Giddyup.