Mud not blood…

My name is Mud, but call me Alowishus Devadander Abercrombie thats long for Mud so Ive been told. ~ Primus

I love the forest after a good rain. Everything sparkles. The silence is broken by birds coming out of their hiding spots, water gurgling down mid-summer-dry streams and the rush of the wind past my ears.

Yesterday, my riding plans were temporarily thwarted by an early-afternoon thunderstorm that brought with it a steady flow of rain to the South Beaver Creek area. As soon as the weather broke, I grabbed my neglected Dual Sus and hit the trails. I had forgotten how much fun the Tracer is. Man, what a ride. Smooth as butter. I purchased a RockShox Recon for this guy late last year and have only had the opportunity to ride it a couple of times. Brad steered me in the right direction on this one. I highly recommend this fork.

So I finally got up into my old stomping grounds in the Roosevelt National Forest near our house. The trails are pretty much clear at this point with some massive drifts still dotting the North-facing slopes from time to time. Totally passable, however. It is interesting how different riding the Dual Sus is as opposed to the Singlespeed. I definitely think that the S2 has helped my “regular” riding. My legs felt great throughout the ride and the little tricks one learns on the Singlespeed come in handy on the standard ride (e.g., conservation of momentum). Good stuff.

The Flume was mostly clear and a bit slippery but that actually can help matters. It is a fairly rocky descent (mostly) that brings you down to a mining claim near the Peak to Peak. The creek here was roaring and the sound of rushing water easily drowned out any road noise. I jammed back up the P2P to my house in a little under 90-minutes. Everything felt great except the lingering ankle issues. I hope to get into the doctor for a peek at that later this week.

Today I am doing the commute on the S2. Took the bus in from Ned and will play back up by ear. I’ll probably end up taking the bus back home as well but may get adventurous and try to ride up Mag or Sugarloaf.

See you out there.


Big shoes…

Rub some dirt on it and get back in there. ~ Coach Sanders

Yesterday’s run was interesting. I definitely learned a few things:

  • Running in headwinds and rain takes it out of you
  • Sticky mud = very big shoes (I knew this already but it was reinforced nicely last night)
  • I need a new jacket – preferably one with a hood
  • I need to practice running at night – MUCH slower than in the daytime
  • I have a great crew

So after a few stumbles, Luke and I finally started running at 5:00. The first few miles were on pavement/bike paths and went quickly. Easy 10-minute pace. We ran on trails here as much as possible but had to spend a bit of time on the hard stuff, which is not really what either of us enjoy. Once we hit dirt, the wind kicked up and it started to rain. This would be the standard off and on for the remainder of our run.

Pete tried to hook up with us out by Boulder Res but we somehow missed him and just kept rolling. We had to walk anything remotely steep as the trails out this way are mostly clay and were pretty slick. We were getting tired from having Gene Simmons shoes and I was trying to stave off the fatigue by pounding yummy humus burritos Rage made.

Several miles later, after running down the Sanitas Valley Trail, we looked up ahead to see our favorite black-haired crew member trotting down the trail towards us. Brad had braved the crummy weather to come join us for a brief section of the run. We shuffled into Eben G. Fine Park and met up with Nichole and Pete just before dusk, roughly 30 minutes off pace but still feeling okay.

Nichole, Pete and Brad practiced crewing (Brad holds a mean apple if you are ever in the need of those services). After a quick shoe change, some dry clothes and refilling our food and water stocks, we were off into the night to run up the first part of Flagstaff on our way to the Mesa trail. This is where things started to fall apart a bit.

I could tell that Luke was not feeling particularly well on the climb up Flag. Usually he is the one pushing the pace but last night, he was experiencing some knee pain that was holding him back. I wasn’t feeling just red hot myself and we decided to take a short break once we got to the Ranger Station. At this point, Luke decided it would be best if he were to call in the cavalry to give his knees a much needed break. I wanted to push on a bit so that I could increase my longest distance and time active and headed out Mesa solo planning to catch the car at NCAR.

I was definitely a bit slower on this section than I had hoped. I also lost my ear buds somehow and, though I searched for several minutes, was unable to locate them in the dark. I must have stepped on them while putting on my jacket or something. So we can add that to the list of needs: New headphones. I finished up at NCAR about 4:45 after starting and estimate my total distance to be ~20 miles. Pete was gracious enough to come pick me up and Luke and Nichole donated a shower. I got home sometime around 11:30 after driving through a pretty good Spring snowstorm to roughly 6 inches on the ground. Spring in the Rockies… gotta love it.

So today, I plan to recuperate – watch some movies, maybe go for a short walk later and let Rage drive the car back and forth over my legs for awhile. Tomorrow I am cleaning cages at The House Rabbit Society in the morning and may do a short run in Boulder in the afternoon or perhaps skin up Eldora for a few turns. Comment if you would like to join me on either or if you have a preference.