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Friday, June 10, 2011

I have moved!

In case the re-direct is no longer working, I have moved homes. I am now over at www.ultratrailgoddess.com

See you over there!

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Coyote Stalking

My husband and I were out on the trails this morning. We dug up some ramps (wild leeks) to both eat and plant on our land in the hopes of a little ramp-grove of our own.

Other than it being very windy, nice day out. We saw about a dozen deer on our hike. Then we spotted what I thought was a fox, the husband said was a coyote. It was too far on the hill above to really see well.

The husband returned home and I commenced down the trail for a short run. Travelling down the trail, in front of me, oblivious, was the coyote. I stalked him for about a 1/4 mile, he never saw me, when he jumped off the trail, crossed a stream and went off his merry way. He looked like a scroungy dog, with a very unkempt tail. Small, but not as small as a fox.

The rest of the day was spent planting ramps, and transplanting vegetable plants into larger pots.

And dealing with Blogger. I have my own URL, www.ultratrailgoddess.com that I will, hopefully soon, get this URL to point to. So sometime soon, www.ultranewby.blogspot.com will be removed, and I will be over at www.ultratrailgoddess.com.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Best Spring Fun So Far!

I did get out of work a little early...way early. I immediately went over to Salt Fork State Park and hopped on the trails.
A huge thunderstorm had just blown through, so the wind was reduced. I planned on running the hiking trails, since they went up and down hills,and around hillsides, so I knew they would have better drainage than the bridle trails.
What a day for a run! It's finally greening up here. The May Apples are up, a few days early, the streams are now babbling brooks. Many of the trees have their early green icing of early leaves.
Slim made the comment I have no bad runs, and that's not quite true. There's runs where I haven't felt the love (usually road miles). This was not one of these days. I ran, with a big smile on my face, through streams, down muddy paths, even splashed into the lake which is a few feet higher than normal due to the recent rains.
Climbing up a hill, toward the end of my run, I remembered morels! But I was too focused on my run for any foraging.
Oh, did I mention the weather was around 73 F and humid? It was actually quite pleasant, the storm blew most of the humidity away.  Just a lucky unexpected 5 mile race, much better than what I had planned!

Today's Words and Weather

What I have been writing on the blog, courtesy of Tagxedo Creator:


And here's the weather forecast for today:

"Windy with rain showers this morning, then strong thunderstorms developing this afternoon. Damaging winds, large hail, and possibly a tornado with some storms. High around 75F. Winds SSE at 20 to 30 mph. Chance of rain 80%."

I like the way they threw "possibly a tornado" into the middle-just covering all the bases!

I will throw "gym clothes" into the running bag. Currently in the running bag are "Trail Running Clothes" since I was planning on hitting the trails after maybe, possibly, getting out of work a few minute early.

No trail run in a tornado or lightning storm. Rain I can handle. I know the trails are just water pits, but if I run the hilly trails, they have a better chance of drainage.
So if not, off to the gym. I only got in thirty minutes on my home treadmill last night-I just was not feeling the love. If I run at the gym, I tend to run better and not lolly-gag and stay on the machine better.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Best Spring Day Yet

This was to be my last long run, before MMT. I bowed out of the Chocolate Bunny, a 40 mile run on the MMT course at night. I did not feel I could travel to Virginia, run 40 miles, drive home, and recover for work in enough time for Monday. I did not want to get into an energy deficit, so this was the best decision.
This also allowed me to go north with my husband and spend the afternoon with his family. His sister had flown in from Texas, and this was the first time we saw our fat little one year old adorable niece! Another surprise, was our nephews were up from Virginia,unplanned-their grandfather had passed away, so that was why they were along.
I had actually gotten a workout in Friday, before leaving time. 15 minutes on the tread, at 10% incline, then we walked the dogs, then I continued my walk on the gravelled FAA road for another 1/2 hour. I'm still trying to get about 4-5 pounds more off before MMT.

On Saturday morning, we took the dogs out for their walk. I was also on the lookout for morels. I found one. I wasn't going to harvest it, then my dog walked on it and broke it.

I also decided it was too nice NOT to go to the woods and run. So glad I did. I took a different trail, one I had not been on for about one year. I was in the waterfall photography mode, and went off piste, to try and get some water shots, when SHAZAAM! I spotted them!!!


RAMPS!!!!!!! Wild Leeks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




And lots and lots of them! 
Ramps, (Allium tricoccum or Allium tricoccum var. burdickii, Alliaceae) also known as wild leeks, are native to the Appalachian mountain region in eastern North America . Ramps can be found growing in patches in rich, moist, deciduous forests as far north as Canada, west to Missouri and Minnesota, and south to North Carolina and Tennessee. As one of the first plants to emerge in the spring, ramps were traditionally consumed as the seasons first “greens.” They were considered a tonic because they provided necessary vitamins and minerals following long winter months without access to fresh fruits and vegetables. Ramps are pleasant to eat and taste like spring onions with a strong garlic-like aroma. They are often prepared by frying in butter or animal fat with sliced potatoes or scrambled eggs. They are also used as an ingredient in other dishes such as soup, pancakes, and hamburgers. They can also be pickled or dried for use later in the year.

Ramps.


I have been looking for these for years down here. I've wanted to dig up a bunch so I can propagate on my property.  I found a stick and managed to dig up a small bunch. I then stuffed them into my hydration vest. Then I smelled like an onion for the rest of my run.
With all the rain we have been receiving, the streams are flowing and there are magnificent little waterfalls everywhere. I took the time to stop and admire them. This run was more "time on my feet" than mileage.

It was great to run in a singlet and running skirt again too! This was also a wardrobe try out. My running skirt failed, I spent far too much time pulling on the compression shorts, that skirt is out for MMT. The other gear was a new pair of Injini socks in a smaller size. They seemed to fit just fine, so that will probably be the MMT socks.


After my running, I was already muddy, so I planted my ramps and then did some weed pulling in the garden beds-wow, gardening is hard work! Using different muscle groups there from all running!

Friday, April 22, 2011

Happy Earth Day!!





Reduce, Re-Use, Recycle

This should be a no-brainer for folks by this time, but I still see full cans of trash with items that could have been sorted for recycling.
We recycle anything we can-steel, aluminum, plastic, paper. Old clothes I don't fit into (cuz I'm small now!) go to Goodwill. Old running shoes (the ones I don't use to garden and mow the lawn in) go to the Amish down the road.
We compost everything. I have seven raised beds for my vegetables. One bed functions as a compost pile for one year. Anything from the kitchen goes into the compost-included coffee grounds and filter. I wince when I see folks throwing organic matter into the regular trash.  With this rotation of compost, I can proudly saw I've got great dirt!


 

This great dirt is to grow great food. I've got spinach, Swiss chard, jalapenos, basil, cayenne, butternut squash, zucchini, cucumbers, are growing from seed right now. They are still in the plant room in the house. Some other hot peppers I have purchased on line, and my tomato plants will be bought from the Amish greenhouse down the road-why fuss with them, when I can buy them already started.

Re-use-I try to do this. When caught out in the open, without my own numerous water bottles, sometimes I have to purchase a  bottled water. When I do, I usually use it for days or weeks. I also travel in my vehicle with a gallon (or more) of water and refill as needed. Cheaper and runners always need water. Gallon jugs get bleached out and re-used, over and over.

So take a moment  today, and pick up some trash, plant some seeds, do something kind for Mother Earth!

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Spring, Finally



It has finally greened up here in Ohio. I guess we call it spring. The temperature hasn't really co-operated with us yet, although I started today's run in a very nice 60 degrees.







This was both a daffodil rescue operation and a trail run. The daffs were no problem to find, but it seemed like I waited one week too long for optimum pictures.
This former..building is on a road to Salt Fork. And of course there are daffodils around!

I travelled further down the road, then hopped on a trail to locate these daffodils. It's a good thing I am a trail runner, because I had to bushwhack off the trail to get to this spot. 



It seems many of the daffs in this area are of this variety. It seems to be a ruffled variety. Most of the daffs were post bloom, and the heavy rains of yesterday had most of the blooms beaten down.


After I screwed around for awhile digging up various plants, I finally decided I need to run, not dig. So I got about four more miles in on some muddy trails before I used up my free time allotment, and headed to the grocery store.

I was amazed when I exited the store, the temperature had dropped about ten degrees and the wind had kicked up. I had nailed the perfect time on this spring day for a trail run!

With "Forget the PR" 50K now under wraps, it is back to focus on the dance on the rocks from here out!

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Mohican-Tradition.

A race doesn't begin when you cross the start line. 

A race begins a few years before. Where friends are running trails together, and the idea of being able to share their trails with others begins. Where new trails are found, and the comment, "well, you can forget about your PR on this one"! is uttered.

Ideas become a solid plan. Mileage is established.Permits are secured. The first race takes place. A success. Year Two follows. Another sell out.

Year 3 seemed to be a change for us. It felt like our race matured. Maybe it was the new location, having a conference center with heat, electricity, restroom facilities. It felt like we had come of age. We had a sell out race, and were excited to share a new course with old friends and initiate new friends to our beloved Mohican trails.






 

You may notice I keep saying "we" and "our". The race is the baby of Rob Powell, the Race Director. When Rob mentioned he was starting this race, and said he needed my help, my answer was yes. Whatever I can do to help Rob with this race, our race, I do.  There is a bunch of us that have been with the RD since the beginning. Another tradition. I know what I will be doing around the third weekend of April every year.
 I think "our" race has been getting better with each year.





Tradition: the handing down of statements, beliefs, legends, customs, information, etc., from generation to generation, especially by word of mouth or by practice.

I was particularly struck by this definition of tradition. I had just remarked to Rob on Saturday that we were the next generation of Mohicans; the "first" generation of Regis, Tanya, Roy, Don, has turned over the reins of directing and volunteering to the likes of Rob, myself, Luc, Mike Patton, Jay Smithberger, and others. 


Tradition: The hand over climb up Little Lyons Falls. The trail up to
Little Lyons Falls always has a certain mystique about it. First, you start up a creek bed-sure there is a trail there-in a rather primordial setting, hopping over downed trees and up muddy banks. You can almost forget about your dry feet here.
The 4 mile loop which Little Lyons Falls is on was called the Blue Loop in the Mohican 100 Trail Race. In the Mo 100, you do climb this section also.
In 2007, the Blue Loop was renamed to the Purple Loop, in honor of Colleen Theusch. Colleen is the race historian and writer of the Mohican 100 Trail Race. She  always dresses in purple, so she's also known as "The Purple Lady".  Colleen has been a stalwart supporter of the Mohican 100 since the beginning...tradition.




There are some veterans of the FTPR race, and then there are folks who ran FTPR for their very first ultra! They sure did not pick an easy one for their first!


 



The course was changed this year-and then changed again, a week before the race, due to some trails washing out. A new tradition for the FTPR was the water crossing-once for the 25K runners, twice for the 50K runners. Crossing the Clear Fork Branch of the Mohican River is a tradition of the Mohican 100 Trail Race, but it sure feels better on the body in hot humid June versus a cool day in April.

Tradition: The Fire Tower is an Aid Station Stop. Runners have climbed the Fire Tower in years past for both FTPR AND the Mohican 100 Trail Race. (For some years in the 100 mile race, that was part of the course).
This year the winds were high and cold up at the FT AS. Most runners were happy to just get aid and head back down the hill, out of the wind. Not so for Mike Keller. Mike was
"taking it easy" as he had just finished the Umstead 100 Mile less than two weeks ago. Mike honored tradition and was the only runner who climbed the Fire Tower in the 2011 race.






This picture sums up this years FTPR for me:

Finish!!!


Tradition!!