I went for a “quick run” this morning that turned into a fun video session . . . inspired by a recent iMovie tutorial by a family friend, I spent waaaay too much time today editing the short clips into some semblance of order.
Check out my newest festival of horse manure: http://youtu.be/p3pAMXzmTbA
I couldn’t find a “re-blog” button on the post . . . so . . . here’s the link:
I just returned from a wonderful two weeks at the Grand Canyon . . . the first ten days at the South Rim for an intensive Wilderness First Responder certification course (80 hours of combined classroom and practice) and the final days at the North Rim for some unwinding time–that class was tough!
So my total mileage “below the rim” was 32 for the two weeks . . . I would have liked to gone Rim-to-Rim, but it’s just too hot at the bottom of the Canyon right now. So I enjoyed my time on the upper Bright Angel trail in the early morning hours before class, and then my birthday trek down the North Kaibab Trail (and all of it sans shoes, except for one hour on the North Kaibab, when I had a moment of indecision about my ability to hike up from Roaring Springs through the rocks and heat and put on a pair of sandals, which irritated my feet and my psyche and came off PDQ).
Happy Barefoot Birthday Trails to Me :)
Last November I entered two trail races: a half-marathon in April, and a 50k in June. When heel pain struck, I cancelled the first race, but was able to run 12 miles on my own just a few weeks later. It was fabulous to trot along for three hours, taking a few wildflower pictures here and there, carrying my hiking poles like spears when I wasn’t heading up a hill, just lightly drifting through my favorite local foothills. And the race organizers were kind and agreed to credit my entry fee for one of the their races later this year.
As the June 7 race approached, and May continued with one busy day after another, my back went into spasm (and old trick it’s played for almost 15 years . . . too much sitting followed by intense physical labor in the garden = back spasm). So I emailed another kind race director, who also said I could apply my entry to another of his races. I wish I could say I ran 50k soon after that, but I have only run once, a brief-and-easy 40 minutes a few days ago. It felt OK, but after running, it was pretty tight and a bit sore still.
So . . . today I had my first Feldenkrais session, and I’m optimistic that this continued focus (a year of Pilates has been so helpful) on being aware of my body and movements is a good next step toward my life-time goal of running until I’m 100 (or am invited to dinner by a mountain lion).
It’s been a strange spring, personally and weather-wise, with a late rain bringing just enough moisture to conjure up a few wildflowers in our wild Orange County hills. I found mud, which is always a great barefoot experience, and which always cheers me up.
It’s dusty June now . . . my next goal is . . . hike/run across the Grand Canyon (sans shoes, of course) later this month. I walked/limped across (no shoes, but my knee hurt anyway) in 14 hours over two days for 23 miles, North Rim to South Rim, North Kaibab to Bright Angel trails, in lovely rain the first day. That was in October 2012; the limiting factor this time of year is the heat. I would have to leave pretty early in the morning to get to the other side before the ground surface gets too warm for comfort (maybe leave at 3 am; it will be light not too long after that). We’ll see how the weather shapes up; I’ll be at the Canyon anyway, and besting my 14-hour/2-day PR is not my highest priority. Just being at the Canyon is enough . . .
And now for some “make-up” photos from the last couple of months (these will be the last from my Canon pocket camera . . . RIP . . . I dropped it once too many times):
Happy June trails . . . it’s time to run . . .
What a great Mother’s Day present — to have my feet featured in this blog post by my fabulous daughter :)
Originally posted on Tina Davidson:
By: Tina Davidson
Have you heard of the phenomenon, “Mommy brain“?
Mommy brain can make multitasking difficult and your brain seem slower. I know I’ve experienced it. When I had little children, my priority was their survival. I noticed simple tasks, like fixing a meal, required much more brain power than usual. Thankfully, my sons are past the stages of needing around-the-clock feeding and diaper changes, so I am no longer stuck in mommy brain mode.
My sons are old enough to remind me that Mother’s Day is approaching, but not old enough to think it is uncool to make cards with hearts and write, “I love you, Mom. You are the best!”
What mother in history could be considered the best?
I wonder what the criteria would be to have more than your own children nominate you…
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I was aiming at my first barefoot (actually, first EVER) half marathon trail race last weekend. A twinge in my left heel/ankle prompted me to cancel my entry (but the nice folks at Into the Wild OC Trail Runs are allowing me to use my entry fee at one of their races later in the year).
So I didn’t run for three weeks . . . until my (already-scheduled) next visit to my amazing doctor of physical therapy two days ago. He checked things out, said it was just scar tissue acting up, treated my grateful limbs with his excellent hands-on work, and told me to get back to running . . . plus three sets of thirty calf raises every day.
Alrighty then. Thirty-mile trail race in June, here I come.
I’ve read enough books and blogs to know that I’m not the only one who gets a bit cranky during those dark days of non-running. Now all is bunnies and flowers and fragrant sage again.
It’s Spring . . . time to celebrate the “real” new year . . . here’s a poem for the occasion (published in the January/February issue of the OC-CNPS newsletter)