Sunday, February 18, 2007


Saturday was Bake's birthday so, with his buddy Jake in tow, we headed to the incredible skatepark on Orcas Island. (Built by Grindline and largely backed, I believe, by Warren Miller of ski movie fame.) They had a grand time. It puts the Bellingham skatepark to serious shame. Everyone there wears helmets, most wear pads and though there weren't a lot of riders there (actually, good for us), the ones that were were darn good. As if I, who've never really skateboarded, know what I'm talking about. (Though I do know who Tony Hawk is. Danny Way too.)
Sunday was the last long run for the Chuckanut 50K group. There were just three of us so we weren't the Core 4 (or Fab 4), but rather, a Power Trio. We all seemed to be hurting for one reason or another--I don't know, maybe it's the 10 consecutive Sundays of hard 3- to 4-1/2-hour runs we've been doing--but we muscled it through: 3-1/2 hours with 4,000 feet of elevation gain. I'm happy to say my February cough is almost gone.
The race is less than a month away so from here on in it's taper time. Which means running less and trying not to gain too much weight. Allergies should be here in the next two, three weeks, so I do have that to look forward to.

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