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The G-Rant : Grant's Rants on Adventure Racing

“Without adventure, civilization is in full decay.” - Alfred North Whitehead

December 2005 - Posts

  • Snow Shoe For New Years

    Yah, so I'm fighting an illness while I'm still visiting family here in Colorado.  I frequently get sinus infections from the combination of dry air, the altitude (my parent's place sits at 7,700 feet above sea level), and all the running around that goes with holidays and family visits.  I'm sure my aggressive workout schedule while out here didn't help, but I'm like a kid in a candy store in the mountains west of Denver.  There's just so much fun outdoor stuff to do! 

    The sinus infection, I'm sure, is also a sign that my body wants me to slow down . . . I've learned over the last several years that if you listen to your body, it will communicate lots of information to you: your body will give you many indications of overtraining, insuffiicent nutrition, and other aspects to your health.

    Infection or not, I'm committed to a fun New Years Eve plan: snow shoeing into the remote Tennessee Pass Cookhouse for a great meal and an even greater view.  The Cookhouse an only be accessed via snow shoe, cross country ski, or snow mobile . . . it's a very unique kind of place.  Snow shoeing is great exercise and, if there were more snow in Hampton Roads, I think I'd like to train for a nordic adventure race (cross country ski, snow shoe, etc). 

    We'll have to drive to a little known "locals" ski area, Ski Cooper, and snow shoe in from the Piney Creek Nordic Center located there.  Ski Cooper is close to Vail and Copper Mountain.  Here's a map to where it's located:
    Tennessee Pass Cookhouse Map

    See you in 2006! 

  • Colorado

    I've been visiting my family in Denver, Colorado for Christmas.  Lots going on, but relevant to adventure racing is the wealth of trails and parks around here.  On Christmas Eve I saw several trail runners in and around Rocky Mountain National Park, passed 20 or more bikers on the mountain roads -- including one tandem.  There is an outdoor ethic here that Hampton Roads doesn't share; even the small coffee shops sell bike socks and it seems like one-in-three cars has a roof rack for bikes, skis, etc.  I'm sufferring from a bit of outdoor envy, I must admit!

    On Christmas Day they had record warm temperaturs (65 or higher) and my family went for a hike while I did a trail run -- I wouldn't dream of coming out here without at least a pair of trail running shoes!  The trailhead was only 15 minutes from our house and had amazing climbs and views -- truly gorgeous.  From an exercise perspective, the 60 minute run was better than any I've done back home because the elevation gain was brutal; there were a few climbs I ended up walking the final few steps because I was out of breath.  I'm sure the elevation had something to do with it (my altimeter said 6,500 at the highest point of the trail).  I'd be a much stronger athlete if I could train here on a regular basis!

    There is a reason many of the best adventure racers (many of the pros) come from Colorado -- terrain is accessible, very challenging, and outdoor "adventure" permeates the air.  I'm hoping to tackle a fixed orienteering course before I leave, and get some more good trail runs in (of course).  Team HRAdventure is looking at a race out this way later in 2006 and we have our work cut out for us if we're going to race strong on terrain such as this!

  • The Blue Flash: One Tough Lady!

    I noticed this interview a while back and I thought I'd get around to post about it.  During one of our long training days in Sherando, we were surprised to discover an ultra-run in the progress.  About half way through the day we started to encounter packs of runners with race bibs on and, judging by their expressions and their gear, we could tell they weren't out on a 5K lark.  This was one of many ultra events that take place in the Virginia mountains each year. 

    We were mountain biking and stopped at one of the aid stations for the ultra run to catch our breath and take in the scenery -- we talked a bit with the staff at the aid station and next thing you know a small lady with a blue Montrail shirt comes flying in, grabs a cup of water, and shoots out of the aid station in no time at all.  She was really moving, particularly for such a long ultra endurance race; 10 minute miles can be considered good time for those long mountain runs and I'll bet she was well under that pace.  The volunteers at the aid station told us that she was in the lead and, as we hung around the aid station for 10 or 15 more minutes and didn't see anybody else, I'd say she was way in the lead.

    I forgot about all this until I read the interview with 2005 Western States 100 Champion, Annette Bednosky.  The picture of Annette at the top of the page sure resembles that blue flash we saw that day out in Sherando.  As I read on I realized Annette is based in the mid-Atlantic and does a lot of the VA ultras.  Sure enough, Annette Bednosky is the blue flash that we saw earlier this year!  The whole interview is worth a read, but here are a few key items that stood out to me:

    • She has done some adventure racing (notably the 30-hour NGAR that Team HRAdventure did last year and will tackle again in February 2006)
    • Last weekend was the Central Va Hellgate 100K; this is one of her favorite ultras -- and one that another friend of mine did as his first ultra run.  It sounds like I missed out.
    • She doesn't like to race on pavement (amen to that!)
    • Annette really studies the courses before she races on them, and tailors her training to suit the circumstances of each race.

    Maybe we'll coerce the Blue Flash into doing an HRAdventure event in 2006 -- but by the looks of her training distances she'll have to do the adventure race as a "rest" day.

  • Training Log For Week Ending 12/18/2005

    Mon: rest
    Tue: 45 min run
    Wed: 90 min spin
    Thur: 60 min run
    Fri: rest 
    Sat: 4 1/2 hours (approx: 3 1/2 biking, 1 hour running) 
    Sun: rest

    Saturday was obviously the heavy workout for the week, and I felt really good on Sunday; it's challenging to get good workouts in with all the holiday parties and other things going on this time of year.  This is why I picked up a fluid trainer and set my old bike up on it; it should allow me to maximize the limited training time I have.  We'll see how it goes.

  • You Guys Are Crazy!

    On Saturday, some of us were biking this great set of dirt roads north east of Charlottesville.  The temps were in the mid to high 30s so it was another chance to make sure the cold weather gear works; poor Mike had no booties and it took hours for his feet to thaw out Saturday night.  This wasn't a technical ride, but the climbs make for great training.  There was snow just a few days prior so it was icy in parts; ice melts, however, especially on stretches exposed to the sun, and these dirt roads became very sloppy with mud after our first lap.  On the downhills, the flying mud made visibility really tough and my riding glasses weren't much help after they accumulated a solid layer of crud.  Even wiping them on my shirt (that was really muddy) or with my gloves (that were really muddy) didn't help.  Quite exciting descents, indeed.  My bike needs some serious cleaning after that ride...

    Around the third hour of the ride, on our way up the most grueling climb, a car approached us driving in the opposite direction.  To the lady driving the vehicle, I'm sure we were quite a site.  Mud caked our faces, bodies, and bikes, and we were working hard to climb the hill.  She pulled up next to us, rolled down her window, and yelled: "You guys are crazy!"  Then she promptly rolled her window back up and continued on her way down the mountain.  It wasn't a question, like "Are you lost?" or "What are you doing?"  No, she just wanted to share her thoughts on our activities.  She wasn't looking for a response. 

    After our biking, and a little running thrown in for good measure, we stopped in Richmond to grab a burrito (or two, in Mike's case).  The Richmond traffic was horrendous.  A parade of tailights and stoplights for as far as the eye could see.  Apparently, this Saturday was a big Christmas shopping day and people were feverishly hitting the malls and shopping centers.  It took us 15 minutes to work our way off the interstate and get just a mile or two down the road.  To all those people frantically racing from store to store on Saturday -- and not biking up a mountain on a beautiful winter day -- I've got one thing to say:  You guys are crazy!

  • Ode to the Local Bike Shop

    This is a link to an interesting conversation about shopping online for bike gear versus shopping at your Local Bike Shop (LBS).  I'm a big fan of spending my money locally, even if it means paying a bit more -- if everyone shops online there will be nowhere to go for face-to-face interaction and to actually touch and feel a product before you buy, not to mention all the other benefits having a dialogue about a purchase can bring!  A local shop such as BikeBeat (the closest one to me) can offer so much more in terms of experience and value that doesn't translate to an internet shopping experience and can rarely be factored into price.

    Things my local bike shop does well include:
    • They're always welcoming to those with less experience; nobody wants to be intimidated by the Arrogant Bike Shop Guy!
    • They're very active in the community with rides, races, and, close to my heart, multi-sport events like adventure races.
    • They're great at responding to warranty issues with manufacturers -- they did all the leg work with a recent NiteRider product failure I had, including shipping and including proper documentation for NiteRider (they used their copy of my sales receipt from several months earlier)
    • They offer a good set of bike repair classes
    Things I wish my local bike shop did more of:
    • Atmosphere.  I wish there was a couch or two in there, along with a coffee table or something; nothing fancy, I'm talking dorm room flavor.  There's a Starbuck$ close by, but I would much rather hang out at the bike shop and read the latest bike magazine or talk Tour de France, etc.  I know sales floor space is precious, but this is a wish list and hey -- I can wish for a cool bike place to hang out.  This would also keep me from loitering near the mechanic area and watching Robert Maye work his magic.
    • Activities.  There are some great biking movies out there and it would be fun to do a bike-themed showing once a month or periodically.  I'm thinking classics like "Breaking Away" or something more extreme or maybe even "Pee Wee's Big Adventure."  They recently did a talk about their ride across America and the environment was great -- but this is the only event like this I've known them to do.  I guess as with "Atmosphere"  . . . this would be another excuse for me to hang out and talk/think bikes.
    • Selection.  When I compare my local bike shop to the ones I've been to in Colorado (where I grew up) or in California (when visiting family out there), my local bike shop offers a much smaller set of products and bikes.  I know space is limited (and if I make room for couches, I can't have room for more products!), but other shops I've been to are literally jammed with frames, wheels, gear, etc.  I suspect this is driven by the market, and south eastern Virginia has more casual riding (and riders) than some of those other places.  My local shop is great about ordering things so it's never an issue that I can't get something, it's just that I can't see something or play with something that I'd be curious to try.
    What do you think?  What makes for a good Local Bike Shop?
  • GPS Mandatory Gear for the Raid Series

    You may have heard of the Raid Series, a very high profile set of races with a qualifying race on different continents and a championship expedition-length race at the end of the season.  The Raid Series is promoted as a successor to eco-challenge or on par with PrimalQuest and other well-known big races.  Here's the scandal, in my eyes:
    A GPS device is mandatory gear for the Raid races.
    Can you hear me in the back?  Every team must have a GPS to race a Raid event. 

    I've never heard of an "adventure race" requiring a GPS device and I think it's sad that the Raid is never called out for it online or in Adventure Sports Magazine or elsewhere.  The race photos always show racers agonizing over maps and never fiddling with their GPS unit -- to me, because of the GPS requirement, the Raid is an off-road track meet masquerading as an adventure race.  I have no doubt it is physically challenging, but a huge mental angle is removed by requiring GPS.  No more collecting terrain features or orienteering by catching features.  Instead, just fire up the GPS and voila: just take 450 paces to our right and the CP is there. 



  • Orienteering Retrospective

    First off, let me say the guys from Encompass set up a really fun day of orienteering. Of all the "classic" orienteering courses I've ran, I think this one was the toughest all-around and I'm sure they put a lot of work into setting the course and making it happen. Thanks guys!

    Some O-purists might have thought the course was too tough or complained that there wasn't enough opportunity to run (very dense deadfall and vegetation, even for December!), but Encompass caveated everything properly and I had a lot of fun and got a great navigation work out from it. The map wasn't as accurate as a true classic orienteering map, but -again- Encompass warned everyone going in and I treated it as part of the challenge. Click the small map to your right to view a higher resolution version (500K) of my map for the long course; I didn't draw my routes onto the map so my explanations below will have to suffice.

    I want to capture my thoughts on the course while it's fresh in my mind; in the past I've done this personally but never posted one publicly -- who knows, maybe somebody will get something out of this. Lets see how it goes . . .

    Start to Control 1:
    I took the paved road East until it ended and jumped onto the dirt road that wound South and then Southwest. Seeing the lake on my right, I left the road and cut South heading straight for the control. I learned a few things very quickly over the next several hundred meters, these lessons would prove to be themes for the day:
    1) The map didn't show every detail, there were more re-entrants than the map indicated (Encompass told us to expect this)
    2) Traveling off trail was much slower going than I expected. There was a lot of downed trees and thick vegetation.

    I ran into Mike en route to #1 and he was learning the same lessons I was. We collaborated and eventually located the control together, but it took me a good 10 minutes longer than I would have first estimated.

    Control 1 to 2:
    I followed the gulley South-Southwest all the way to the dirt road cutting east-west through the map. I took the road West a short bit and then cut due south from the Y intersection of the road with the trail, keeping my eye out for the control on my left as I made my way (slowly) through some more dense vegetation and deadfall. I found the control fairly easily, the re-entrant was very prominent and there was also a team of 4 hanging out near the flag -- I think they were discussing their route to #3. That's a lesson I could pass on to others . . . don't linger near the control and debate your route to the next bag; instead, get some space between yourself and the control or you risk leading others to the location. Of course, if you're not competitive about your time it's not a big deal, but in a "real" race situation it can help the competition!

    Control 2 to 3:
    By this point I had learned the hard way how dense the vegetation was all over the map -- not just in the areas mapped as "dense veg." I opted to cut East from control 2 and rejoin the dirt trail heading Southeast. When I got to the slight Eastern curve in the trail, I left the trail heading South and followed the re-entrant down to the control location. My route here was certainly circuitous, probably twice the distance as a straight shot, but traveling briefly on the trail let me be certain about my baring and helped me avoid some of the deadfall. I think it was the right choice for me.

    Control 3 to 4:
    This is another one of those decisions where I was very conservative and took the trail Northwest to the main dirt road, and then the dirt road East until it ended. The control was in the bottom of a pit just a hundred meters from the end of the road -- I found it easily. This route choice was probably TRIPLE the distance of a straight shot, but I didn't have to use my compass at all with the choice I made and I was able to actually run the entire way. I made fast time, for the first time all day, and it was a good decision based on the circumstances.

    Control 4 to 5:
    Here is where I got into some real trouble and it shows one of my weaknesses as an orienteer. I took off Northwest from Control 4 and, finding the going relatively clear of vegetation, I focussed on running and lost track of my exact location on the map. I misred the color on the small "x" on the map, thinking it was a "man-made object" such as an abandoned shelter or something -- it was actually marking a rootstock instead so I was looking for the wrong feature. I encountered my catching feature, the BIG ravine and swamp Northwest of the control by 300 meters or so, and realized my error. I ended up backtracking to control 5 by just following along the ridge line and noting all the re-entrants. I easily wasted a good 15 minutes on this one.

    Control 5 to 6:
    From 5, I made my way South by Southwest, just aiming for the dirt road. I caught the road and cut West on it for a while until a trail joined it from the North. This junction was my clue to cut South and reach the disconnected trail bending to the Southeast. I did find this trail, but it extends much further than the map indicates and it took me 20 minutes scanning every re-entrant up and down the Southwest facing valley. It turns out the control wasn't nearly as close to the edge of the valley as I orginally thought and I found #6 on my way back to the Southeast heading trail -- I was backtracking and planning my alternative attack point when I came across the control. Lucky, I know. Many gave up on #6 and the thought did cross my mind, I must admit.

    At this point I was over 90 minutes into the course and, having heard an estimated "good" finish time of 150 minutes from Encompass, I was getting concerned. I had a lot of controls still to get!

    Control 6 to 7:
    I traveled due West from Control 6 and found the hillside with #7 on it had many, many small re-entrants although only 1 or 2 were actually on the map. Making matters worse, there were a lot of downed trees, BIG trees, sprinkled all over the hillside and I was crawling under or climbing over every minute or two. I admit I struggled with #7 for several minutes until I decided to regroup and head for high ground (the pronounced summit of the hillside #7 was on). I got to the high spot with ease and shot a baring to where the flag should be. Of course, there was a dense fence of downed trees -- I'm talking about 20 thick tree trunks, standing in my way but once I squeezed through I found the flag in short order. This is a tactic I've used time and time again when I'm having trouble with a control: regroup by finding a known location on the map and attack it from a new point. It worked well for me this time.

    Control 7 to 8:
    I struggled North through the vegetation to the trail and eventually the asphalt road. I ran West down the asphalt road until I saw the start of the gulley to the North. Then I ventured into the gulley and picked up Control #8, but not without a little challenge to pick the correct re-entrant. I think this was another area where the map neglected to show things as they really were -- but it wasn't so bad that I couldn't find the flag.

    Control 8 to 9:
    This was an easy one, I jogged down the stream bed past two big re-entrants and then up the third one to the control. This took only a few minutes and I was starting to see that the tough part of the course was the first half and the second half, the part I was on now, was going much quicker.

    Control 9 to 10:
    The vegetation was thick heading South from 9, but once I got to the asphalt road I picked out the hill that 10 was on and ran straight to it. This control was hanging high, too, which was a nice surprise since the bags had been placed low and tough up until this point.

    Control 10 to 11:
    I headed due East from 10 and nabbed 11 in only a few minutes. The trees weren't quite so dense through here so the going was quicker.

    Control 11 to 12:
    I followed the streambed Northeast and counted the re-entrants until the valley narrowed significantly. The narrow area was my clue to head North up the ridge and, sure enough, the flag was right there. By this point, I was really "into" the map and guaging my pace, the contours, and the terrain really effectively. Too bad it took until the last few controls, huh? I haven't been on a "real" o-course for 6 months or more, though, so I shouldn't be too hard on myself.

    Control 12 to 13:
    This was a quick jog North across the road and then down the hill to the control. I punched it quickly and then headed straight to the finish as quickly as I could. Shawn, from Encompass, was hiding in the woods taking pictures and I stuck my tongue out at him as I went by.

    My final time was 2 hours, 35 minutes (if I remember correctly). When they said 150 minutes (2 hours 30 minutes) was a "good" time, I set that number as my goal and I was happy to get within a few minutes of it. Now, orienteer-extraordinaire Scott Pleban did the same course in 1 hour less than me -- which shows I have a ton of room for improvement. By the sound of it, however, a lot of people struggled so much with the first half of the course that they didn't attempt to finish it. It was a tough course with lots of decisions and many ways to make errors . . . I made more than my fair share of errors, probably 40 minutes too long just on #5 and #6, but I recovered from the mishaps. I was particularly happy with my route choices for the day: even though my routes weren't all that aggressive, they were effective and that is what matters on a course like this one where you can loose 30 minutes bashing through downed trees and vegetation. I was also encouraged by how I was working with the map near the end; granted, it took nearly 2 hours for me to get into the groove with the map, but a groove late is better than no groove at all! I suspect great orienteers establish that "groove" with a map nearly right off the bat.

    Again, thanks to Encompass for making the event possible!  Let's see some more O in Hampton Roads!


  • Training Log For Week Ending 12/11/2005

    Mon: 20 min run
    Tue: 1 hour spin, 2 hour mtn bike, 30 min paddle
    Wed: rest
    Thur: 1 hour night mtn bike, 1 hour night run
    Fri: rest
    Sat: 1:30 paddle, 4 hours orienteering, 1:30 mtn bike
    Sun: 2 hour mtn bike, 1 hour spin, weight training

    This was a good high intensity week for me, particularly with the orienteering event on Saturday; I'll have more to say about the Saturday event in my next post.
  • Wenonah Weekend

    I'm excited about the orienteering the guys at Encompass-Adventure are putting on out at York River State Park tomorrow.  The orienteering course opens at 10 AM but a few of us are looking to start the workout earlier with a paddle on the York River starting at 8 AM; I'm sure it will be on the chilly side, so I'll wear all the neoprene I can find.  Mike and I are going to paddle a Wenonah Sundowner canoe, the same boat we're going to use in the race coming up in January (they only permit canoes of a certain "recreational" caliber in this race).  From what I understand, the Sundowner is considered to be about the best boat for adventure racing (for races that don't allow kayaks, that is!) because of a few things:

    • Little to no rocker (the boat doesn't have a pronounced curve in the bottom); keeps it straight and efficient
    • Tumblehome (a pear shape to the boat when viewed as a cross-section from the front); there's lots to this but it provides for easier paddling access and, from what I'm told, helps with maneuverability
    • It's made of royalex so it's relatively light weight and durable
    • It's 17 feet long so it tracks really well and offers good room for 3 paddlers
    • It's not kevlar or another "race specific" material and it's not designed as a special racing canoe, so it's considered legit by all the adventure races I know of.  There are MANY faster canoes on the market, but none that a race organization will permit to compete in a general classification

    We've been looking into buying a Sundowner to call our own but Wenonah doesn't make them anymore; for Saturday, and for the race in January, we're borrowing our friends' Sundowner instead -- from the Encompass guys.  Shawn has warned us that if we damage his precious canoe during the race that he'll be obligated to press criminal charges . . .

  • Lactic Acid Day : Calling in Healthy

    Ever skip work to train?  I'm guilty of playing hookie once in a while to get outside; it's amazing what it can do for your psyche!  I consider it calling in healthy instead of calling in sick.  To be honest, if I'm not feeling very well I'd usually prefer to be at work -- it's when I'm perfectly healthy that I'd prefer to call in sick and be away from the office having fun.  They should call them "Lactic Acid Days" instead of "Sick Days"  as far as I'm concerned.  I never leave a work project irresponsibly, of course; one has to carefully examine the right time for a Lactic Acid Day and since I'm a contractor I'm only paid for time I actually work with the customer, so nobody is taken advantage of.  I usually notify people in plenty of time, too, just to be professional. 

    Of course, if any employer (or future employer) reads this post of mine, they may think twice about hiring me but I contend that I'm more productive because I'm better balanced and energized with an occasional Lactic Acid Day -- time away from work lets me recharge and freshen my perspective on work details.  I'm only talking like one day every few months here, so I'm not a serial work skipper!

    Yesterday, for example, I got 3+ hours on the bike and some paddling in; it was a great day for it!  My new paddling mitts (aka Pogies) from MTI worked well -- but I had a neoprene liner glove underneath and I'm still sorting out the best combination for warmth that allows some manual dexterity.
  • Training Log For Week Ending 12/4/2005

    Mon: rest
    Tue: 1 hour spin
    Wed: weight training
    thurs: 3 hour night trek/bike
    Fri: rest
    Sat: 1:15 spin
    Sun: 1 hour run

    This was a much lighter week than I had intended, but circumstances got the better of me and I couldn't squeeze more workout time in.  I like to mix these lighter weeks into my training every now and then, but I prefer them on my terms instead of having them thrust upon me by emergencies and details like a "real" job.  It's weeks like this where one can really appreciate how good the pro athlete has it -- their life revolves around their training, instead of the other way around.  The rest of us amateurs are stuck sneaking in workouts when we can and rolling with the punches.   I've got 3 weeks of much higher intensity lined up until I take a break around holiday travel plans.

  • Puppies Like To Chew

    Had some grand training plans this weekend, but they got derailed by a plumbing emergency instigated by our puppy (it turns out she likes to chew on anything).  It's mostly our fault for staying out late the night of the BikeBeat presentation on their ride across America; the puppy expressed her disatisfaction in no uncertain terms.  

    I ended up just getting a 1 hour spin class and a 1 hour run in, which is way too low for a weekend leading up to a big race.  There are only 5 weekends left until the 30-hour north Georgia "one day extreme" race and I'm not nearly where I'd like to be.  I really need several training sessions of 4 hours or more.  I'll have to compensate with some early mornings and some very long weekends coming up, but time is not on my side.

    Citizen Rider, a comrade here at CycleBetter, made an insightful remark about cold and wet winter training in his latest post on his way to biking 4000 miles for 2005:
    You have to have bad enough judgement to be out there, but good enough judgement to be able to handle it.
    That about sums it up!  Here's to me having more bad judgement to get out there and train frequently, and enough good judgement to handle it.
  • Warm feet = training bliss?

    My feet froze on some long bike legs last winter.  You can't have training bliss with frozen feet. 

    There was one all day workout in the Shenandoahs, last February if I recall, where we planned 8 hours of "blissful" cardio and climing: a bike in, a trek through the park, and then a bike back out.  The "bliss" didn't look too likely as we started the morning in a steady cold rain; as we biked higher the rain turned to sleet and then snow; hardly "blissful," especially for my feet in these very light weight sh
    imano cycling shoes. 
    SealSkinz SealSkinz "waterproof" socks
    Even though I was wearing the Sealskinz (or Danalco is their American affiliate) waterproof socks it wasn't enough for me.  The dirty secret about the Sealskinz is that they're "mostly" waterproof but after a few washes and some wear and tear, they tend to . . . well . . . wear and tear.  It's not a bad product, it's just that you can only ask so much of them.


    Toester Booties Toester Bike Booties The wind was freezing my feet, literally.  By the time we dropped the bikes at the trail head and started trekking the precipitation had stopped and, actually, is was an absolutely beautiful few hours in the mountains.  My feet were doing alright with the circulation and heat encouraged by the trekking.  Snow up to my knees and drifts even higher, what a great way to spend a Saturday afternoon!  I'd rate it "blissful!"  By the time it came to bike back out of the park, the sun had come out and it had turned into a great late afternoon.  It was very muddy on the return trip, especially on this one long downhill section where my bike glasses could've used windshield wipers, but not so cold and my feet appreciated it.
    The catch is, had the return trip been as cold as the first biking section, it would have been miserable and I decided to take measures to avoid frozen feet in the future.  Last weekend I picked up a pair of insulated bike booties and I went for the Pearl Izumi Toesters.  They're supposed to be warm and, while I've only used them once so far, they did the trick and my toes were toasty.   I'll strap them on again tonight and continue to evaluate them. 

    My only concern at this point is if I end up doing a lot of hike-a-biking in a race -- I worry that the bootie bottoms will tear since they cover parts of the bottom of the shoe.  As I've mentioned previously, however, I've learned that it's worthwhile to stop and put on your trail shoes if you're doing a lot of hike-a-bike; no more half marathon hike-a-bikes in bike shoes.  Right Team?

    I should also point out, as Eric mentioned in a comment to another post, duct tape over the vents on your bike shoes can be a good low-tech solution to insulating your feet.  Probably not blissful, but it's better than nothing!

    And for the record, as anyone who has trained much with me knows, true training "bliss" for me is usually achieved over a nice frothy mug of Endurox.  Ah, sweet nourishing Endurox . . .
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