Major hike

Saturday was sort of a miscalculation. First, I slept in. Didn't get started on the hike until after 9 so I hit the heat of the day. I had planned on hiking around 10 miles with 30-40 pounds. However, I packed up and started out. It was slow going. When I got home, I had traveled 8 miles, almost entirely all up and down hill. I weighed in when I got home. 50 lb pack. Guess that's why it took 4 hours total time.

Picture time:

Time ticks on

3 weeks (or so). My strength is much greater. My hamstrings are still tender, but doing better. Running is hard, but hiking, lifting and climbing are not. I'm ready.


I think.

Hike tomorrow.

Sprints today

OK, today was sprints. Uphill. In the humidity and heat. The good news is, I cut 10 seconds of my sprint distance. Pretty happy with the work out today.

Progress!

Yesterday was the first major sign of tangible gains. At the gym, I flashed 2 V4 problems. Now usually I have to project V4, it often takes me a couple weeks to get them wired, so that is huge progress. Also, I was able to run up and down the campus board a couple of times. Time to get back to ice tool pull-ups however. The hamstrings are doing much better.

Been gardening to keep myself centered. That's been very fruitful.



Ha! Pun there.

Today's hike: That was weird...

'Twas an odd hike today. The original plan was 10 miles with a 45-50 lb pack. First off, today is the first day of truly hot, humid mid-Atlantic weather. Despite this, I still brought the full pack, with ice axes on back. After getting out to the powerlines, I head East towards the main road. So far, all is unremarkable.

The main road is 3 miles from the start, so when I get there, the plan was to cross the road and continue along the powerlines for another mile or so. However, as I'm standing there at the main road, waiting to cross, what should drive by, but a power company truck =8O

He hits the brakes and pulls into the very next driveway. Now maybe he was just reading meters, but after a couple minutes, he pulls out and drives away, missing all the other driveways. Gotta figure he called in to the office that he saw some guy walking along with a big pack and a coupla pickaxes on the back.

At this point the plan for the day changed. I just continued walking up the main until I came to a side road that heads back towards home, but deadends in the woods. I've wanted to see where exactly that pops out at, so I decided to bushwhack up to my little road through the woods.

When I got home, the GPS said 5.2 miles, which is ok, but a little shorter than I had planned. However, I really didn't want to have to explain to the power company folks why I was carrying axes on a huge backpack. The whole Peru story might not fly the first few times they heard it. Weird.