A World On A String

[Run4theCure]

I belive we need a lil sugar..some organic brown sugar or honey,,wont harm one i think ..U can mannage ultra running so offcause you could mannage the sugar thing but maybe you dont "feel " 4 it like you feel 4 running..sounds like a great wife..such is importent..mine does not run , i wish she would, but she always cheer and make me happy Thx champ i will have fun

 

[Run4theCure]

I belive we need a lil sugar..some organic brown sugar or honey,,wont harm one i think ..U can mannage ultra running so offcause you could mannage the sugar thing but maybe you dont "feel " 4 it like you feel 4 running..sounds like a great wife..such is importent..mine does not run , i wish she would, but she always cheer and make me happy Thx champ i will have fun

And yeah, im in 4 the potatoes..i eat them 1-3 time each week, also brown rice, vild rice and hummus ..and meat i also eat meat ..meat is my sugar thing..i have theese wyandotter chikens and if u boil a young rooster in red wine its heaven..also game , i like game very much..deer/venado..i looooooove that also pigeons,tasty animals

 

[Jericho Mile]

Fueling continues

Fueling continues

Had breakfast at a diner...shredded potatoes with avocado, fresh spinach, tomato, green peppers, onions, and salsa. even ate a pancake. Took care of errands (wife and I) then went home...where we hiked up a short...steep (boulder climbing) hill to retrieve some bright red party balloons that had gotten free from someone..and blown high into the brush. Civic duty...keep it clean...even found old water bottles..hikers had lost....so brought all those out..as well. Plastic..I love it and despise it



^ freshly cooked organic quinoa and brown rice..we get this stuff from our co-op drop....super potent and great tasting stuff..of the best quality we've found. anyway...this is what I'm munching on...just over 12 hrs before the run. Also sipping tea...and yes..I'm adding not only canned coconut milk..but also the organic maple syrup (which also comes from the co-op and is top quality)....fueling myself with some plant sugar...o well...I'm a dirty sugar junky..but it seems to do me good...and I don't want to mess up on this run tomorrow. I need everything to run clean and go smooth. A glitch would be very embarrassing to me. A couple race directors will be at this run...people I've only heard of..but respect. keep myself focused and run strong...give myself some credibility within the club. I need to train with people like this.



^ Bam! the 1st asparagus start of the '15 season. This is the 3rd season with these plants....so they are established...and we'll be harvesting tops this year. Be our 1st year harvesting. Looking forward to these...and really enjoy watching them grow. Did you know all asparagus we grow for food..are male plants? yes..true.



^ Tore down our winter "greens" garden over the last couple days...here and there..when I had an hr or so to kill in the evening...revamping and enlarging it now..so that..I can get a spring crop of different kales going for our blenders/juicers. Been working the medium over with compost and worms...using layers of cardboard to outline what I'm wanting do...and as an indicator of how much medium I need to move. I'd imagine...kale seeds will start getting planted in the next week...depending on how much free time I can find.

That's my day. Wife is working tonight...so I'm going to keep eating, drinking, stretching, preparing my gear, and hopefully..getting some solid hours of sleep. It will be an early morning start.

 

[unclefishstick]

ended up doing a number on my legs on tuesday,hauling that fat bike around is a real leg blaster,been taking it easy and just doing road miles,feeling pretty well healed up now but a day working on the landscaping is due tomorrow,everything is waking up,time for more weed pulling and mulching,think im going to get some high grain white vinegar since i understand it kills bermuda grass...im slowly winning but its wearing me down pulling that stuff...

 

[Jericho Mile]

ended up doing a number on my legs on tuesday,hauling that fat bike around is a real leg blaster,been taking it easy and just doing road miles,feeling pretty well healed up now but a day working on the landscaping is due tomorrow,everything is waking up,time for more weed pulling and mulching,think im going to get some high grain white vinegar since i understand it kills bermuda grass...im slowly winning but its wearing me down pulling that stuff...

Bermuda grass...hell on earth. I pull that stuff with each pass of the property. It's not a terrible looking grass..but it is...an unwanted variety. Has little compost value..my other grasses (wind blown in...don't know the varieties) I let grow long and then harvest for compost. good grasses.

Yeah...I took 3 days off the trails. I wasn't going to...but my wife said (and I felt) I seemed out of sorts. Broken sleep...not much desire to eat though I was hungry as hell...muscles all bunched up in constriction etc etc...all the indicators of withdraw. No shit though...

when she convinced me to start using the maple syrup again..it was almost instant...I felt energized and motivated.

Finally...I don't feel starved any longer. Sucks feeling hungry constantly...no good. I'm not saying the sugar fixed me...but then again..I am.

I need to sleep...then I should be good.

 

[unclefishstick]

i have quite a few native grasses planted,anything i can do to help them out-compete the bermuda grass i will,except using roundup...sooner or later the natives are taking over,i really need to get some seeds for annuals to fill things in...

 

[Run4theCure]

Lets do it champs....Bring em ....Loooooove

 

[budman678]

Good luck today Jericho.

 

[Run4theCure]

Run champ run...I wish u good legs and good wind..I broke my PR today. 3.53,23

 

[Jericho Mile]

Secret Canyon 32 mile Run Aftermath

Secret Canyon 32 mile Run Aftermath

It was very tough. The trail is deceitful...one of those. Looks all cool and friendly...then jams up 2500' of elevation in a few miles...or in another spot...jams up 600' in just over a mile...not only that...but it gives you an eyeful of what it's about to do...one can look high up and see the switchbacks laughing at pounded legs

My group of 6 runners left a little after 6:00 AM..the sun was coming up..and it was like 29 degrees. The runs were organized into groups of 6 runners...to keep the Forest Service happy...leaving at different times. Faster runners opted for a 7:00 AM start time...as basically...the goal was to have everyone back and at the picnic by 1:00 PM. I played conservative stayed with the 6 AM start. That was a good idea because...

It took me 7 hrs...which to me...is at least an hr too long...and it wasn't just me that had an off time...pretty much every runner was tripped out on their slower times. As I mentioned before..it's not the hardest trail I run...but I'm telling you...it wasted me...into a rubber legged lesser goat...getting a hardy beating I was

I finished 1st out of my group...but was passed by 2 fast rabbits..who had started an hour after me. Great runners...I held them off..as long as...I could...but they got me on the 2500' climb (which comes around mile 22).. Doesn't bother me...there was nothing I could do...they were just that much faster. Cool fucking dudes...I'll be training with them...soon enough.

Ran out of water with about 3 miles to go. I was thirsty as hell...but my stomach had become bloated...so I was feeling depleted and ill. I'd been eating some of the Hammer Gels (about the best on the market..so why not) I collected at the turnaround...but previously I'd been fueling off Medjool dates pressed together in peanut butter, chia seed, and cacao nibs (what a mess)

anyways...with 3 miles to go...I'm bloated/stomach sick and have no water...nothing is digesting at all. I'm on rubber legs and wobbling around a bit...still running hard because: Fuck I need to finish this thing as fast as I can...every minute counts now...I want to drink water..that's all I want. It's the most insane desire...you have to understand...if you need water and have none...shit goes south quick. Lucky it wasn't 90 degrees (only about 60 at this point in the day)...or it would have been way worse.

Generally...3 miles ain't shit...but after 29 miles and being on empty..it becomes the shit.

Decided to risk getting some wild disease/bacteria....and told myself: at mile 30 when the trail crosses Pine Creek...you will drink out of the creek...which is not even close to the 1st time I've drunk straight from it. I've never gotten ill...but maybe...I've just been blessed. It's not wise to do.

I did that..the water mountain winter cold. I gulped away...with my head under water. It tasted awesome.

Not even 50 more yards up the trail..as I continued my onslaught on the trail...I felt so bloated that I knew I was going to vomit. I wanted to vomit...as I couldn't run like this. I was about to put my fingers down my throat when it came out...violently..on its own...no less than 4 heaves of the guts. It was still cold...and yup...I could see everything I had drunk or eaten..or slimed down my throat (gels)...exposed to the sun. Nothing had digested in some time...at least 10 miles worth of time....wasted...had done nothing for me

Of course after I vomited...I was gifted a rush of power...so I capitalized on it..and finished up the run in a solid fashion. No worse for wear...lol...no that's bullshit...I was pretty gassed out...literally

* directly after I finished....I was given some water...and I sat down and was talking to this woman....but I started shaking in an obvious way...and could not get warm. The woman said..."you need to put on warm clothes"...and I was like "yup" and went to my truck and did just that...got out of the wet clothes...put on dry ones

took me an hour and a down vest/hoodie and gloves to warm up..even though everyone else was in T-shirts.

another woman noticed me all dressed up...and I explained how cold I was (plus still obviously shaking)...and she told me:

"You're body is depleted of sugar".....and I just started smiling. I NEED SUGAR. I was given a sugary drink...and ate a sugar cookie...and goddamn...if I didn't get cured.

The irony

 

[Jericho Mile]

Run champ run...I wish u good legs and good wind..I broke my PR today. 3.53,23

Well done, my friend. Well done. I'm super stoked for you. I mean that.

 

[budman678]

I laughed I cried I cheered

Fuck yeah dude. RIPPIN it. I can see your face completely submerged drinking everything. Sugar is necessary for physical exertion like that. I'm an office jockey and don't need the energy. You my friend are a high performance athlete, you need fuel for the bod.

Good work. Good work.

 

[Jericho Mile]

I laughed I cried I cheered

Fuck yeah dude. RIPPIN it. I can see your face completely submerged drinking everything. Sugar is necessary for physical exertion like that. I'm an office jockey and don't need the energy. You my friend are a high performance athlete, you need fuel for the bod.

Good work. Good work.

Thanks, Broham. I'm gaining knowledge about the "further" distances. It ain't easy for me...

The mind really fucks with me...I'm telling you. People sit and meditate...I get and respect that..I do....but this is a very different form of meditation: dealing with a mind in crisis and chilling it out. It's like a MMA fight internally...every hard/long run where the body is getting wasted is reflected within. The mind whines and starts to panic..messing with the body..messing with concentration...talking my purpose down...talking shit in a way..or even being cowardly. When a mind loses its composure...absolutely nothing good will come of it. I never forget that...got to have grace under pressure

I reach stages of chaos..then I start to perceive the physical world differently...in a type of psychedelic perception. It's those chemical exchanges occurring in the brain...that I believe brings upon these enhancements...well that...and being exhausted...but anyway...it's a drug trip of sorts. Can be real painful or you can find those fleeting moments of euphoria...where levitation happens...and all systems are a go

* I am officially back on organic maple syrup. I am never going to quit again. Let it be my vice now and for as long as I desire it. A man needs a vice (or 20)

I'm ruined for the rest of the evening................later

 

[Run4theCure]

It was very tough. The trail is deceitful...one of those. Looks all cool and friendly...then jams up 2500' of elevation in a few miles...or in another spot...jams up 600' in just over a mile...not only that...but it gives you an eyeful of what it's about to do...one can look high up and see the switchbacks laughing at pounded legs

My group of 6 runners left a little after 6:00 AM..the sun was coming up..and it was like 29 degrees. The runs were organized into groups of 6 runners...to keep the Forest Service happy...leaving at different times. Faster runners opted for a 7:00 AM start time...as basically...the goal was to have everyone back and at the picnic by 1:00 PM. I played conservative stayed with the 6 AM start. That was a good idea because...

It took me 7 hrs...which to me...is at least an hr too long...and it wasn't just me that had an off time...pretty much every runner was tripped out on their slower times. As I mentioned before..it's not the hardest trail I run...but I'm telling you...it wasted me...into a rubber legged lesser goat...getting a hardy beating I was

I finished 1st out of my group...but was passed by 2 fast rabbits..who had started an hour after me. Great runners...I held them off..as long as...I could...but they got me on the 2500' climb (which comes around mile 22).. Doesn't bother me...there was nothing I could do...they were just that much faster. Cool fucking dudes...I'll be training with them...soon enough.

Ran out of water with about 3 miles to go. I was thirsty as hell...but my stomach had become bloated...so I was feeling depleted and ill. I'd been eating some of the Hammer Gels (about the best on the market..so why not) I collected at the turnaround...but previously I'd been fueling off Medjool dates pressed together in peanut butter, chia seed, and cacao nibs (what a mess)

anyways...with 3 miles to go...I'm bloated/stomach sick and have no water...nothing is digesting at all. I'm on rubber legs and wobbling around a bit...still running hard because: Fuck I need to finish this thing as fast as I can...every minute counts now...I want to drink water..that's all I want. It's the most insane desire...you have to understand...if you need water and have none...shit goes south quick. Lucky it wasn't 90 degrees (only about 60 at this point in the day)...or it would have been way worse.

Generally...3 miles ain't shit...but after 29 miles and being on empty..it becomes the shit.

Decided to risk getting some wild disease/bacteria....and told myself: at mile 30 when the trail crosses Pine Creek...you will drink out of the creek...which is not even close to the 1st time I've drunk straight from it. I've never gotten ill...but maybe...I've just been blessed. It's not wise to do.

I did that..the water mountain winter cold. I gulped away...with my head under water. It tasted awesome.

Not even 50 more yards up the trail..as I continued my onslaught on the trail...I felt so bloated that I knew I was going to vomit. I wanted to vomit...as I couldn't run like this. I was about to put my fingers down my throat when it came out...violently..on its own...no less than 4 heaves of the guts. It was still cold...and yup...I could see everything I had drunk or eaten..or slimed down my throat (gels)...exposed to the sun. Nothing had digested in some time...at least 10 miles worth of time....wasted...had done nothing for me

Of course after I vomited...I was gifted a rush of power...so I capitalized on it..and finished up the run in a solid fashion. No worse for wear...lol...no that's bullshit...I was pretty gassed out...literally

* directly after I finished....I was given some water...and I sat down and was talking to this woman....but I started shaking in an obvious way...and could not get warm. The woman said..."you need to put on warm clothes"...and I was like "yup" and went to my truck and did just that...got out of the wet clothes...put on dry ones

took me an hour and a down vest/hoodie and gloves to warm up..even though everyone else was in T-shirts.

another woman noticed me all dressed up...and I explained how cold I was (plus still obviously shaking)...and she told me:

"You're body is depleted of sugar".....and I just started smiling. I NEED SUGAR. I was given a sugary drink...and ate a sugar cookie...and goddamn...if I didn't get cured.

The irony

i tip that hat and then i gonna eat ...you´re awesome Jericho many miles ...When i grow up , ill be like you

 

[Run4theCure]

i tip that hat and then i gonna eat it...you´re awesome Jericho many miles ...When i grow up , ill be like you

I cant edit yet...i add a IT after the hat

 

[Run4theCure]

http://videotheque.cnrs.fr/video.ph...method=QT&action=visu&id=504&type=grandPublic

 

[Jericho Mile]

^ That's a cool documentary.

The 2 guys in the beginning...when they are kicking the balls...you can see they have the endurance geared strides. That's how I've been modeling my stride...that's how I think about it when I'm running. Short strides..coming from rotating hips..with the body weight balanced over the power source. Light on the feet...strike the ground like a whisper.

I'm always working to master that form and stride. I can go longer and longer...pretty simple on an even terrain..but much more difficult going up and down steep extended slopes. The hills are where it gets broken down. The hills are where you make it or break down...here where I run. Hills are art...I mean...look at them. To be able to blend with them and be allowed to flow through them...is of the greatest honor. I am living for those moments when I'm able to flow. That's the world to me...sliding through...mindlessly.

* Recovery: rested and stretched all day yesterday...yoga mat, foam roller, massage balls, and ankle weights. Ate and took in fluids all day...as well. My recovery is beautiful. I'm still a little tired in the body...but I'm totally capable of running right now. I feel good. I have no stress in my mind...it's accepting its reality.

Overcoming the mind. That's the journey. It must be tested at all times...repeatedly put into reaction

 

[unclefishstick]

it seem like just when i get to a point where its feeling easy its time to push through to the next level...mainly its overcoming the fear for me as each level the terrain gets that little bit rougher and less forgiving of mistakes...and the climbs get longer and steeper...only way to get better at riding a bike is riding a bike,the more experience i have the more it becomes something i stop thinking about and just do...yup,its getting to be even more fun now that i have the basic skill set down pretty well,stopped seeing things as not possible to seeing them as spots to seek out,and strap the pads on and put on that favorite album to get the psych up and relax enough to take the falls and failures and try again and again,digging up that weakness and really getting after it...

 

[Run4theCure]

^ That's a cool documentary.

The 2 guys in the beginning...when they are kicking the balls...you can see they have the endurance geared strides. That's how I've been modeling my stride...that's how I think about it when I'm running. Short strides..coming from rotating hips..with the body weight balanced over the power source. Light on the feet...strike the ground like a whisper.

I'm always working to master that form and stride. I can go longer and longer...pretty simple on an even terrain..but much more difficult going up and down steep extended slopes. The hills are where it gets broken down. The hills are where you make it or break down...here where I run. Hills are art...I mean...look at them. To be able to blend with them and be allowed to flow through them...is of the greatest honor. I am living for those moments when I'm able to flow. That's the world to me...sliding through...mindlessly.

* Recovery: rested and stretched all day yesterday...yoga mat,foam roller, massage balls, and ankle weights. Ate and took in fluids all day...as well. My recovery is beautiful. I'm still a little tired in the body...but I'm totally capable of running right now. I feel good. I have no stress in my mind...it's accepting its reality.

Overcoming the mind. That's the journey. It must be tested at all times...repeatedly put into reaction

Running is an art. The body is your palette and the world an atalje..youre an artist champ..theese indians deffenly is

 

[Jericho Mile]

Off a trail...and

Off a trail...and

months ago....I was running down a washed out old jeep trail...now only used..randomly..mostly...by those on horseback..when something on the ridge line high above me...in a rock outcropping..caught my attention as it stood out unnaturally against the sky. Even though I stopped and studied the abnormality in the landscape...it was too high up and at the wrong angle..to be clarified...to exactly what it was. Made a mental note that I'd..someday...go up there to satisfy my curiosity.



^ that's the ridge line. Yesterday the wife and I decided to hike up the jeep trail...find a place in the brush that we could crash through (this area was incinerated to moonscape...12 yrs ago...by a massive wildfire...so the brush was not the wall it had once been)...and make our way up to the rock outcropping.

* in the picture the rock outcropping is above the wife's right shoulder/elbow...on the right edge of the saddle that divides the ridge



^ There were plenty of game trails..deer mostly...and the south aspect and before mentioned wildfire...made for lighter brush growth...so even though we had to climb over boulders and crash the brush...we were able to pick our passes through. Took us about 45 minutes to reach the outcropping

* good example of the slope and the rocks we had to climb around. this section was well below the rock outcropping we were heading for



^ why people feel they need to put crosses or flags everywhere they go...is mind numbing. But...they do. So...kind of a bummer to find...that even though they took the time to weld together a cross and then hike it all the way...the fuck..up there...then fix rocks around it to keep it in place...it turns out to be an unoriginal concept. This one was est. 2013 (it was painted on the cross itself..est. 2013...like they conquered and named a great peak) but then,,,



^ as I climbed up the rock to actually get up and read what was written...there was this stuffed animal (looked like a baby lamb) in a crevice in the rocks...with a metal pole and manzanita limbs zip tied above it. Actually thought it was a dead dog when I first saw it...but the green eyes, rounded ears..and lack of stench...struck me as odd...and gave it away. Before yesterday..we'd had two solid days of rain...so yeah...it looked rotted and authentic for a moment. Kind of trippy...not something you'd expect to find in a rock outcropping...up high...with no trail leading up to it.

Maybe a memorial to a dead kid? Maybe some satanism?....no idea really. The cross I understand...but the zip tied pole/branches and stuffed animal (lamb?) I can't figure out. There was no grave of any sort..no pentagrams..no signs of a ceremonial fire...no blessings..just what you see. We looked around pretty good..couldn't find any other clues to what the significance of this outcropping was...or why someone took the time to set their cross in it.

glad we didn't come across an elaborate suicide or something like that. I'm not one of those people who get excited about finding tragedy..despair..or other people's misfortunes. I have found a body before (yrs ago...a migrant died in the brush)...and it's not cool. That being said..I am one of those people who checks on things that seem not right...or out of place. I am always glad when I don't find negative impacts...but prepared for when I do. The brush fields are an interesting place...lots of shit goes down in these parts...I don't let my guard down.

we left everything as it was...well not exactly true...I tossed the stuffed animal down at the wife...but then put it back. Couldn't help myself