Product Design, Leadership, Mountains

Chris Rivard

Month: April 2014 Page 1 of 2

Run commute

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Haven’t run into the office for a while. There was a long time when I was listening to music on my runs. I’m finding that I have absolutely no desire to listen to anything these days. My theory is that music transports you to another place (mentally) and I’m feeling very much in the present these days. Centered. Balanced. There is no other place I’d rather be than right here.

This is the first time that my watch told me that my recovery was “Fair” and not “Good”. I’m trying to decide if I should dial things back this week or push harder through to the next plateau… it’s past flu season, so I probably wouldn’t get sick if I do.  5 weeks to race. (Beacon Rock 50k).

Reinforcing the truism that dreamy people like to repeat… a car pulled up next to me on my run this morning and a man extended his arm. “What’s that?” I asked. “Running club” he grunted. It was a business card with an image and a web address. A personal invitation to join a secret running club. There you have it ; do what you love and the people you seek will find you.

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Stepping on the gas

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Tempo. Terwilliger to Marquam clockwise: the hard way. The only way.

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I was thinking about the dichotomy between fashion and authenticity on my run today. That which is authentic has the possibility of becoming fashion… but never the reverse. Only clockwise. Yeah – that was on my mind. Then about Boulder and the pros and cons of the PNW and the Republic of Boulder. I like both.

 

Long run

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Saturday morning long run… got lots of Strava kudos… but the thing is – it was actually pretty horrible.

I carry my Car2Go card in my pack on these runs as my eject handle. Even though I’m on trail most of the time, I cross through downtown twice and in an emergency I could find a car and drive my sorry ass home with my tail between my legs.

Right from the get go things were off – my legs were really tight from my run Friday and I started way slower than I normally do. I got up early with the plan of getting out the door early; had a piece of toast and a glass of water and then filled my bottles and shoved off. Right away I had some stomach issues – mostly just from pushing the schedule. My system wasn’t quite ready.

When I got to Lower Macleay at mile 7 I had an espresso Clif shot and drank some Tailwind. So doubling down on Tailwind – that was the only gel I ate the entire time. I drank 3 bottles of Tailwind and was calorically set for the entire run – 2 big thumbs up for that – it’s working for me.

So… first the horribles:

  • HRM strap was super irritating. My top pack strap was rubbing it and causing it to rub my chest – I considered just taking it off… then decided to leave it for a few miles and then decide. I must have forgotten about it.
  • Gloves off by mile 7, but then I put them back on, then off… kept doing this for a while. Maybe it’s just Spring weather and I’m being fickle – but I always get cold hands …or hot hands.
  • Serious shorts issues. I wore my Pearl Izumi Fly Shorts that I love for so many reasons – gel pockets on either side (although I lost a raspberry Hammer gel that fell out of a pocket). The zippered back pocket for a keycard. They’re great for runs up to about 10 miles… after that the chafing starts. I needed Neosporin Saturday night. I’ve got to figure out what’s up b/c that kind of chafing will take me out of a 50 miler. *I had body glide everywhere and it didn’t help.
  • My legs didn’t really feel warmed up until about mile 12. They were tight the entire time, so my stride was really short (or felt like it).

The goods

  • Tailwind rocks… which means I could leave some food behind and lighten my load.
  • Finally started to feel okay / better around mile 17 – I guess that’s good.

IMG_20110109_160042Some changes

  • Immediately when I walked into the house… I dumped the contents of the ice machine into a bowl, filled up the bathtub to my waist with cold water, sat down and then dumped the bowl of ice in – I took an ice bath. I managed it for about 20 minutes. All the blood from my arms and legs pulled back into my core… then I got out and stood in the sun for a little while to warm up, then took a hot shower.  The effect the next morning was noticeable.  It’s kind of like flushing the toilet. All the lactic acid and junk that’s in your muscles gets flushed as the muscle contracts from the the cold – then warming up circulates the blood around and transports oxygen back into the muscles. I’ll be doing more ice baths after long runs this summer.
  • I ordered some new shoes. My form is falling apart at 20+ miles and I want some more stability when that happens. I’m going to try the Pearl Izumi Trail M2. I love the weight of the Pure Grit’s, but the support is lacking later in the (long) runs and I’m feeling the trail a little too much in my forefoot with no rock plate. I want to try something with a little bit more cushioning.

If you never have a bad run, how will you ever know when you’ve had a great run?
Tru dat. It was a good learning run. I felt like shit, but it got better … and then it was over.

Some say that running is the most apt metaphor for life 🙂

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The Barkley Marathons

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On my face

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I fell on my face.

Running uphill in the mud.  I wasn’t going very fast, and just got a muddy face and hands.  I usually do this run counterclockwise with the haymaker right at the start. I’m running out of runs on these trails though. This way has more sustained up… and with the longer climb, it’s more scenic. Running it counterclockwise, I’m typically hauling ass downhill jumping logs and trying not to fall ass over heel down into the creeks… look where you want to go… not at the scary stuff on either sides of the trail. Good lesson all around… where you look is where you’ll go.

I remembered the first time I was exploring around here I ran this direction (clockwise) and then ran to the bottom of the haymaker and was completely lost…and ended up running back up and back the way I came.  Marquam Shelter is only .9 down trail.. but I didn’t even know what was at the shelter though (water)… and a shelter. And the way back downtown.

Lots of drooling today…so it goes with a tempo run. Workin’ hard…and droolin’

Had this tune in my head on the back through PSU:
“If you want it, you can have it… but you gotta learn to reach out there and grab it.”

Weezer philosophy. Worked for me today.

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Earth Day

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inspiring

  • oldest Boston winner in 83 years
  • dumped by major sponsors, picked up by Sketchers
  • first American to win since 1983
  • etc, etc.
  • I love how his kids are around

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Shop bench

Is 98% done. It’s assembled, the top is screwed down. Some notables:

I disassembled, modified and reassembled my tablesaw guard to accommodate ripping the bench legs. On a full size saw with a 10″ blade, I couldn’t raise the blade high enough to clean up the glued edges, so I did half at a time (4 passed for each leg). I took the guard completely off and then sat down for about 15 minutes to think about how I could make the cut safer.

Oftentimes in woodworking, 90% of the time is setup, time to build a jig, time to make sure everything is ready to make the cut.. and then measuring and remeasuring before any cutting tool touches the wood. I guess it’s really about risk. Climbing history is filled with stories of pushing through and making the summit… and then losing all your fingers or toes. Is anything worth that? In my opinion no.  Victory is fleeing. I’ve always believed the adage, “he who down climbs and runs away,  lives to climb another day.”

I had to put a spacer bolt onto the guard body to raise the splitter past the rivet pin so that the shop legs could pass through – on the first cut the wood bound right as it hit the anti-kick pawls and I shut the saw off and stepped away (unplugged saw) and then extracted the wood from the pawls. Once I found out what was going on, I added the spacers and tried again – then I realized that because I wasn’t making a through cut (wood was too tall), the splitter was just hitting the top half of the leg and stopping. I then had to offset the splitter so that I would pass the left edge of the wood and not try to split the cut. Once these mods were done, all cuts were made with the guard on. After finishing the legs, I reversed all the guard mods and cut the side panels.

Final construction went well. Everything squared up nicely, I glued, clamped and screwed the mortise and tenons. The nice thing about this bench is that the sides are 3/4 birch screwed to the legs so it’s possible to disassemble it and move it. The top is a piece of 3/4 birch and 3/4 MDF screwed together and attached with pocket screws from underneath the bench.  It’s sold and probably weighs around 150+ pounds.

Last 2% is to add a hardwood edge around the perimeter to protect the MDF, drill the bench dog holes and attach a Jorgensen vise. After that… I’ve got a long list of cabinets I need to build. Projects I’ve put off for far too long.

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Aid station

One of my colleagues (also a runner) jokes that I treat the lunch room at the office like an aid station. While infinitely amusing – it’s kind of true. When I got back from my rainy run on Thursday…I had a Cup O’ Noodles. There are a stack of them sitting on the counter. I would never eat one of those unless I was electrolyte and calorie deprived and craving salt… but it’s perfect food if you’re running long. Warms you right up.

I developed a bad habit last summer after coming back from lunchtime runs in Forest Park of chugging a Sunkist orange soda – they are on hand and ice cold. The high fructose corn syrup fired me right up for any afternoon meetings. I’ll try not to do that this season.

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Sometimes the runs are fun and the legs are snappy, other times you get into a rhythm and the miles click by, other times it just feels like work. This one didn’t quite feel like work, but I had just been through most of this section on Thursday, so it was really just a matter of rolling through the trails and getting back home.

I used Tailwind for the first time – changing it up from Cytomax which has been my fuel of choice for the past 15? years.  The distinction is that it contains more calories so you can reduce/eliminate food and consume xx oz. per hour. I ordered the sample packages that include all 4 flavors. Berry was what I was drinking on Saturday. It’s got a super-mild taste and no sweet aftertaste like Cytomax. It also has no coloring so it mixes clear… kind of nice. The only annoyance were the directions that gave instructions for a 48oz bottle or a 24oz bottle. Most single serving bottles are 20oz. Not a big deal… maybe cycling bottles are 24oz?

I mixed two 20oz bottles and took the rest of the mix with me. I tried to drink regularly after the first hour. I still ate a Clif shot and a Hammer gel – and then refilled my bottle at Marquam shelter and mixed the rest of the power. I felt zippy after I had a good drink and got back on the flats for the last 3 miles. Never felt hungry, had good low end power and definitely felt like I got a second wind around mile 17.  I’ll try the other flavors and then order in bulk.

I modded the UD vest by shortening the female part of the 2 chest buckles by pulling them closer with zip ties. There is about 3/4 of an inch of fabric that (I guess?) helps the buckles contour around your chest – the sizing is so shitty on those vests though that even that much of a tolerance is enough for the vest to shake too much. It’s solid now and I can snug it up…and still breathe.

Run was okay. It started raining 10 minutes out and rained off and on the entire time.   It’s so fun passing through downtown on my way to the hills as there’s always some kind of event (usually a race) going on and people are cheering and there’s entertainment, etc. Saturday there as an MS walk and a people were everywhere along the waterfront. It was raining harder as I made my way toward the steel bridge where I peel off left and run down to Thurman on my way to the Lower MacLeay trailhead.

I heard the drums from my house before I left but didn’t think anything of it – then when I crossed Hawthorne and turned right the drums became louder. There was high school? drum line standing out of the rain under the Morrison bridge and they were jamming! I slowed a little to linger. It made me smile. Super awesome.

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They were kind of like this;  except in Portland style, they were wearing all black and sporting Doc Martens.

Nothing else to note – it was a bit of a slog. In the rain. Grunt.

Rain; Heavy at times

Seizing the opportunity between meetings.

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A low cloud layer hung just above the trees. Running up Balch Creek I felt like an ant on a narrow trail, enveloped in a tunnel of green. Trees hung low over the trail and I had to duck my head to avoid hitting them.  The rain was steady the entire run. Before I set off I gazed out at the rain from the office lobby. It was never a debate to go or not go; just a moment to focus turn over flow control.

I haven’t run with music since my shuffle stopped working at the race. Now I can hear the water hitting leaves, the crows calling and my feet splashing through the mud.

The curious part of meditation is that an event is not made into an experience.

 -Krishnamurti

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