After the 33K race, the next day Max Keith and I set out to run/scramble his favorite local: La Giganta. A bit over 1,000m and lots of ridge-line scrumble action. Very fun outing.
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Also, if you want to be included in Ep. 3, please send voice recordings of funny/cool/interesting running stories to me at pthurber(at)gmail.com. If you tell me you want to be anonymous, I can either read the text of the story or just not include your name anywhere near the credits, hahahaa....not that I did with anyone from podcast 2.
The race report from last Saturday is coming soon. Hold your frothing horses, you midnight cowboys.
Here's the second episode of the Lavish Stoke podcast! This installment features stories/interviews with various friends ranging from Chile to Germany to NYC to Chicago. Overall, it's pretty funny and the music is fucking awesome (obviously).
If you would like to contribute to Lavish Stoke, please send me a voice recording of an interesting running story to pthurber(at)gmail.com. If you want, you can tell me you'd prefer to be anonymous and you can send me text which I'll read and be sure not to give away your identity. But, if the story's really good...I mean, wouldn't you want to be given credit???
If it matters to you at all in the year 2013, the word "fuck" is used occasionally during this podcast. Notice that I've included links to the first podcast and to the BossJogging website on the sidebar under "Special Delights."
First trail race since December! Holy shit, has it been that long?
Arrived with seconds to spare. Here's Daniel and I getting help from Matias. We literally jogged from the car, put on the bibs and started the race all within about 2 minutes.
Some of the good, rooty parts that were mixed in with a lot of fast, smooth trail. Thanks to Matias for the awesome shots.
Here's my ass, literally, going upwards. Thanks to Salomon...for making really expensive shoes.
Finishing (or just "finished") Kick.
Check out the gangster, "one sock up/one sock down."
Thanks, Vanessa for the photos and constant awesomeness!
Thanks again to Matias for filming. Literally, the trail/mountain racing scene in Chile would not exist as a "scene" if it weren't for his hard work. He's at every race. Every training run. Knows everyone.
This vid captures me towards the last 3K. I had just been passed and was not having that shit. I was doing everything I could to get that guy back. And I did. So, that's good and very nice and now I'm going to bed.
The official results will be up in the next day or so. I think I came in at about my usual standing, 5th or 6th (UPDATE: 5th place). The plus side is that I think I was only a few minutes behind the winner. So...for me...and all this horrible training I've been doing, I feel like this is a good indicator that I'm on the right track. During the race, I definitely felt like I was controlling the pace and effort of the racers around me more than vice versa. I could run uphill stronger than ever before and no one that I ran with (runners in 4th-8th) could run downhill faster than me by a long shot. So... there's some inspiration to be drawn from this race.
...Mostly, that I need to stop fucking around and being lazy and...when I have free time, I should think to myself..."Why the fuck do I have free time? Go train."
This blog post ruins every sentiment I just tried to convey.
Did you know they sell Jim Beam in little bottles that fit perfectly into your coat's chest pocket and if you use a straw, you can drink it from under your collar on the bus and no one will know?
Now you do.
Sleep well, True Believer. There is nothing in the world you aren't allowed to experience.
...which supposedly won't come out for a few more months? But we have them in Chile right now. ....the adios zero...whatever the last versions were, were amongst the two best shoes I've ever owned. The Nike Lunaracer 2's being my all-time favorite.
I love you so much. I miss you so much. I love you. I'll always love you.
