Running Logbook

2018-08-26 - Scooby-Doo

~8.9 mi @ ~15.0 min/mi

"Ruh-Roh!" Barry translates Scooby-Doo dialect for clueless Roadkill. (Uh-Oh!) A speedy 3-year-old kid, chased by his hound, leads us along a narrow trail through the woods near Rock Creek. His father lags far behind shouting, "Romeo, Romeo!" as we add a bit of bonus mileage after a loop around Chevy Chase with Gayatri. On the way to rendezvous, pause for pics of Hello Kitty "Baby on Board" car decals. Give thanks for dawn, for friends, for beauty, for health.

(trackfile) - ^z - 2018-09-18

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2018-08-25 - Only Cups

~11.5 mi @ ~14 min/mi

"I'm hungry and they have no food in the house, only cups!" and "I do everything and you do nothing!" Cait and K2 recount complaints by exhausted little kids having meltdowns. Life is so tough sometimes! We join Santa, Ken, and Barry for part of a cool Saturday morning ramble. Plans take shape for the Disney Dopey Challenge race series in January. "What's your favorite Disney movie?" Roadkill names "Fight Club", and vows to be more adventurous, more open, more accepting. He dashes across a street to photograph wall art in downtown Bethesda.

"I started crying within the first 3 minutes and completely lost it by the end!" The new Mr Rogers movie, "Won't You Be My Neighbor", is reviewed and recommended. (Quick, buy stock in tissue companies!) At the opposite end of the nice-naughty spectrum, "DTF" is defined for the more innocent Dawn Patrol members in the context of OkCupid's recent ad campaign. (If you don't know, don't ask!)

"My neighbor's father was her Captain!" The USS Torsk is now a museum submarine in Baltimore's Inner Harbor; K2 saw it and, last weekend, so did Cait's family. Small world! Runkeeper's GPS glitches wildly during the journey through the Dalecarlia tunnel and awards us a bonus 2-minute mile.

(trackfile) - ^z - 2018-09-17

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2018-08-24 - Cheetos, Chipwich, Sponge Bob

~5.4 mi @ ~14.2 min/mi

"No backsies!" calls K-Rex, when Roadkill tries to retract the word "walk" that, by Dawn Patrol Rule #7, mandates a walk-break. An amazingly cool August morning demands a long ramble. A beer truck makes a super-wide turn that rolls wheels all across the sidewalk.

"Cheetos, Chipwich, or Sponge Bob?" At a gas station convenience store we pause and, to the clerk's amusement, ponder the broad spectrum of salty, sugary, and icy snacks. A Marshall HS five-star logo calls for a selfie. Animal statues adorn a tiny fenced-in parking lot. Fragrant roses bloom. Drs K&K drop sad Roadkill off at a Metro station (alas, he has early meetings) and continue, GPS-less, for another dozen+ miles of adventure and fellowship.

(trackfile) - ^z - 2018-09-15

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2018-08-22 - Mudslide

~4.2 mi @ ~12.3 min/mi

"!!!!" Slip-skitter-slithering on a surprise layer of mud, in the dark, crossing under-construction Old Dominion Drive, startled Dawn Patrol members somehow manage not to fall, pause to catch breath, let pounding hearts recover. "Did you take ballet in your youth?" - "No, did you?" - "Maybe T'ai Chi helps balance?" - "Maybe we're just lucky!" We ramble to Starbucks for iced coffee. Trail talk suggests moving family time and self-care higher up on the list of priorities. There's great thankfulness for friendship, sharing-without-judging, and domestic peace as anniversaries loom. Sometimes it's vital just to say, "Yes, Dear!"

"Let's walk when we reach that ..." - "Too late, I heard the word 'walk' and I'm walking already!" Maybe alien-syntax verbs to the end of sentences moved should used be? K2 begins a psyop to get Roadkill to run the Disney Dopey Challenge in January 2019. Perhaps he should take his own advice and say "Yes, and...?"

(trackfile) - ^z - 2018-09-14

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2018-08-19 - Seventeen Mormon Temple Climbs

~17.4 mi @ ~12.8 min/mi

http://zhurnaly.com/images/running/mormon_temple_z_2018-08-19a_cropped_t.jpg"... due to a drop from the field today, you have moved up from the wait list to the entrants list for The Ring ...", says a terrifying message from Race Director Q that arrives yesterday. "The Ring" is the 71 mile Massanutten Trail; I've tried it three times but never made more than ~40 miles of it before DNF'ing. Hmmm, two weeks to go - perhaps time to start training?
More important than speed or strength is patience - so on a warm Sunday morning, try 17 repeats of the nearby Mormon Temple Hill. It's about a 6% grade and nearly a mile round-trip, so GPS trackfile markers stack up in a heap. For pace control run uphill on the prime numbers (2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 17, ...) and walk the climb on the composites. Trot back down, chug Gatorade, and do it again. Greet cyclists and churchgoers. Admire the flowers. Watch a crimson cardinal flit away. Be thankful for good health and good friends.http://zhurnaly.com/images/running/Mormon_Temple_17_climbs_trackfile_map_2018-08-19.png
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(trackfile) - ^z - 2018-09-13

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2018-08-18 - Le Vieux Logis

~17.7 mi @ ~12.9 min/mi

"She didn't have a horizontal license, so ...", Cait says - and Roadkill wonders what Horizontal Activities the Government is now licensing? - "... they refused to serve her a drink!" Apparently portrait vs landscape format for a Driver's License indicates age below/above 21. Who knew?

"And so you did another 17 miles to walk it off?" Caitlin asks. Roadkill admits to having rolled an ankle rather badly at 0542, during the first mile of the jog to Chateau Spargaux this morning. Hours later we're slouching through Bethesda, past bucolic murals on a fancy French restaurant, Le Vieux Logis.

"Shhhhh! Pretend you don't know us!" On the Capital Crescent Trail we wink at Gayatri, out with her MCRRC XMP training group. Speedy cyclists, mostly civil, swoop by. Just after the Dalecarlia Tunnel a buck poses trailside to show off his impressive rack of velvet-covered antlers. We turn back at the Arizona Avenue trestle and walk breaks become longer. In a moment of uncharacteristic sense Roadkill accepts Cait's kind offer of a ride home, along with an ice pop. Thank you, Comrade CS!

(trackfile) - ^z - 2018-09-12

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2018-08-17 - Peaky Beaky and Lumpy Tummy

~10.3 mi @ ~12.8 min/mi

"Peaky Beaky and Lumpy Tummy!" Dawn Patrol reminisces about favorite children's books, and the need to keep hidden those with terrifying cover art, like one nightmarish Little Golden Book edition of Hansel and Gretel. Ah, those were the days! K2 and Roadkill begin today's trek by cellphone-glow in the haunted-forest paths of McLean. We stop at a gas station mini-mart for Gatorade. Thank goodness the clerk doesn't lock us in a cage or push us into an oven!

(trackfile) - ^z - 2018-09-09

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2018-08-15 - True Names

~6.1 mi @ ~11.9 min/mi

"So as soon as I got home from the office, I told my husband that we had to call him something else!" Mandy explains the secret origins of her son's nickname. (No, can't be revealed here — it's a secret!) She and K-Rex review children's books including "Once Upon a Time, the End" (subtitled "Asleep in 60 Seconds") and another less-politely-named classic. In the gloom as we set out the horizon is tinged an afterimage-orange. Four deer trim backyard grass; two rabbits scuttle away. Dawn Patrol shares stories of spiritual growth and discovery. "We've all got to help each other — and take care of ourselves too!"

(trackfile) - ^z - 2018-09-08

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2018-08-13 - Crocosmia

~5.3 mi @ ~13.8 min/mi

"Soon we'll need headlamps!" Dawn Patrol sets out on a dim and misty McLean morning, fog tickling the treetops. Tall crocosmia flowers form a red roadside reception line. K-Rex marvels at how quickly her kids have lost their fear of water after just a few weeks of swim lessons. K2 leads the way between hedges, arms lifted high to clear cobwebs. ("I'll take the lead when we get to an open stretch," Roadkill offers helpfully.) Today's urban creature count: 1 fox, 1 chipmunk, 2 rabbits, and 4 deer who munch the grass at the corner of Benjamin and Lawton Streets.

(trackfile) - ^z - 2018-09-07

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2018-08-12 - Dobsonfly

~11.8 mi @ ~13.7 min/mi

"Space!" announces Slow-Twitch at the end of a walk-break set by distance, not duration — since Roadkill says that time and space are all the same to a relativist. Today's 0.1 mile recovery walks are the length light goes in 0.5 microseconds; they alternate with runs of 2 microseconds light-travel. Humidity is high along the C&O Canal towpath, where K2 meets Jay-Bird & Co. for a ramble upstream from Carderock. Along the way: 3 great blue herons, a tiny turtle on a log, a nimble-footed deer nibbling moss off a jumble of rocks, plus countless geese, ducks, and squirrels.Dobsonfly at Great Falls on the C&O Canal
Olmsted Island overlook near Great Falls on the C&O Canal"And just think: to normal people we look a lot like that!" Fast athletes blast past, moving at twice our pace. We try not to swivel heads or gawk too visibly at buff bodies. The water fountain at Great Falls is deliciously cold. At the turnaround just short of Swains Lock a water treatment pumping station building is decorated with mystery bugs — they turn out to be Dobsonflies. A side trip to Olmsted Island provides views of turbulent rapids on the Potomac. We wonder whether a stinky shoe still smells bad if nobody perceives the odor.

(trackfile) - ^z - 2018-09-05

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