Sunday, May 10, 2009

Saturday's run




Saturday's run started early. It was my intention to run an easy 5 with my road running friends. But my friend Ken aka K2 wanted to go a little longer as a kick-off of sorts to his training for his 1st 100 mile completion. Ken and I are running the Heartland Spirit of the Prairie in Kansas this October. This will be Ken's 1st 100 mile finish, having DNF'd in Mother Road 100 this past year.Bobby joined us, and will most likely serve as our crew babe since Dana is slated to run her first 50 miler at Heartland.

Carefully we ran through a bald eag....err...bald runner habitat.

After 5 easy miles, we met our group just before they embarked on their run. Lisa jumped in and ran with us. Amanda shoulda joined us....I know she wanted to.

We headed back across the Arkansas River to run a short loop on Turkey Mountain.We finally caught up with the fast group, who were gracious enough to wait up for us slow pokes.They were complaining about how muddy the trails were, and how they had got their clean shoes muddy!Now come on! That's not muddy....this is muddy!
But we headed back, skipping any further mud. Another time perhaps.

A nice view of the clouds breaking.




Finally, I had to post this. For the record, I have relocated several of these cats from my garage. They can eat 10 times their weight in cat food in a matter of hours.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

TZ vs the back yard.




All the rain has made lawn mowing impossible. Couple that with a neighbor to the east who pays a group of hispanics to manicure her lawn bi-weekly, and then has the kahoonies to bitch about mine, glares at us when we drive by, and practices voodoo on these miniature zombie dolls, and I have began to feel guilty about the state of my back yard.A rain forest has a certain appeal, and who would ever think one would be possible on a plateau at the base of Turkey Mountain? This will no doubt be a haven for mosquitoes in just a few short weeks.I let my labs out into the big yard, and I could hear them rustling through the dense undergrowth, and after 3 hours of hearing them trample through, I realized they were lost, merely a few yards from the safety of their own section of the yard. Try as they may, they could not find their way back. After hearing them whimper, bark, and then howl, I took a machete and hacked my way through the wall of flora to rescue them.

No chance of mowing this mess at all. It had gotten way too tall, and was still way too wet. I envisioned a variety of dangerous snakes, and possibly sink holes and quick sand that would swallow a Sears riding mower. It was time for another plan of action.It pays to have connections, and with a phone call and a trip to the Arkansas side of Tulsa, as my friend Rock Star Ed so eloquently puts it, I was able to borrow the FT 4000, a portable flame thrower. My thoughts were at first to aim the thing at the sky to burn a hole through the blanket of clouds that have been choking the life out of me. But since fuel for this contraption cost more than I make in 2 weeks, I decided to focus the work on my back yard.I have to say I am more than satisfied with this investment. In 1 hour and 45 minutes, I leveled the rain forest that had claimed what was once my yard. In the process, I also eliminated the need to prune broken tree limbs leftover from the ice storms and wind the past two years. I even took care of some loose and flaking paint on one corner of my house, but decided I might find a rental tool a little more adept for that line of work. That's another project.

My neighbor looked out her door in amazement/horror, and came right over to the fence to voice her concerns. Forgetting I had wrapped duct tape around the trigger so I did not have to squeeze so hard, I turned around to acknowledge her presence. OMG, what an accident.Turns out this gadget has lots of uses. In a split second, it removed that nasty little shadow of a mustache she has been embarrassed about for all these years.

Happy mowing, everybody! :-)

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Race shirt etiquette




(I had dinner with a few of my running buddies, and after a discussion of politics, the stock market, baseball, the upcoming Celine Dion recording, and beer,... we talked about the proper etiquette in the wearing of race shirts. I recalled a very thorough study and disclosure by a legend in ultra-running: none other that Free State RD and Trail Nerd president Bad Ben Holmes. I am posting this list as copied from his blog. I think it may clear a few things up.)

In the running and triathlete community the wearing of race T-Shirts has become a sign of accomplishment and fashion. Choosing just the right T-Shirt for that special occasion can be a daunting and difficult task. The following guidelines have been compiled (in fun), to help the responsible T-shirt wearer avoid potential embarrassment and/or elevate their perceived status in their athletic community.


T-Shirt Etiquette Guidelines:
1. A shirt cannot be worn unless the wearer has participated in the event. There is an exception, though: "significant others" and volunteers are exempt.

2. Any race tee, less than a marathon distance, shouldn’t be worn to an ultramarathon event. This goes double for the wearing of sprint-tri shirts to Ironman and Half-Ironman events. It simply doesn’t represent a high enough "cool factor " and sends a red flag regarding your rookiness. It's like taking a knife to a gunfight. It's probably best just to wear a generic name-brand athletic shirt, and go hide in a corner until race time.


3. When you are returning to a race in which you have previously finished, then wear the shirt from the first year you completed the race. Don’t short-change yourself by wearing the shirt from the year before. It doesn’t adequately display the feat of accomplishment or the consummate veteran status that you are due.

4. Never wear a race event shirt for the (same) race you are about to do. Only rookies do this. It displays a total lack of integrity and might put the bad-heebee-jeebee-mojo on you for the race. Wearing a T-shirt of the race, while currently running said race, is discouraged. It’s like being at work and constantly announcing "I’m at work". Besides, you wont have the correct post-race shirt then...unless you like to wear sweaty, pitted-out clothes on a regular basis. If you do, then go back to the swamp, Gomer.

5. Never wear a shirt from a run that you did not finish. To wear a race shirt is to say "I finished it". Exceptions: see guideline #1.

6. A DNF’er may wear a race shirt if... the letters DNF are boldly written on the shirt in question (using a fat Sharpie or a Marks-A-Lot).

7. During a race, the wearing of shirt from a previously completed year is acceptable. Wear the oldest T-shirt you have from that race (see guideline #3). This is probably a good practice because you now have no excuse to drop out since you’ve done it before.

8. If possible, runners should buy significant others T-shirts which can be worn without regard to running the race. (see guide #1). Keep in mind, they support your "running Jones" more than you think. They also have ways of punishing you that you can't even imagine. Or maybe you can.

9. Volunteers have full T-shirt rights and all privileges pertaining thereto. So there. Remember, you can always volunteer for a race and get a shirt. I encourage this as your civil duty to be a member of the running community. Races don't happen without volunteers, folks.

10. No souvenir shirts: therefore, friends or anyone else not associated with the race may not wear a race shirt. If your mom thinks that your Boston shirt is lovely, tell her to QUALIFY for Boston herself, & send in her application early for next year, so she can earn her own shirt. A downside to this: she still has plenty of time to write you out of her will between her training runs for the big race. Note that your mom CAN wear your finisher's shirt under one of these 4 conditions- 1) you still live with your mother; 2) she funded your trip to the race; 3) she recently bailed you out of the slammer; or 4) All of the above. There is an exception to this guideline: (refer to # 1...If you are a "non-traditional family," and your mom actually is your Significant Other).

11. Always wear the race shirt of your last race at the current race’s pre-race briefing. The more recent the race, the better. This is a good conversation starter. However, avoid the tendency to explain how that it was a training run for this, and this is just a training run for the next, etc. It just sounds like your rationalizing mediocre performances. Sometimes it’s best to live in the here and now.

12. Your t-shirt should be kept clean, but dried blood stains are okay, especially if it is a trail race or a particularly tough event. If you're an ultrarunner, you can even leave in mud and grass stains, (and porcupine quills). Not washing-out the skunk scent is pushing the macho thing a bit too far, though.

13. Never wear a T-shirt that vastly out-classes the event you're running. It’s like taking a gun to a knife fight. Or like unleashing an atomic bomb among aboriginal natives. A Badwater T-shirt to a local 5K is certainly overkill. You get the idea.

14. Also: never wear a blatantly prestigious T-shirt downtown or at the mall among non-running ilk. People will just think you have a big head, which you do. You'll also get stupid questions, like, "how long was that marathon?" If it's a shirt to a 50 or 100-miler, they'll think it's a shirt for a cycling event or just think you're totally nuts, which (of course), you probably are.

15. Never, ever, borrow a race finisher's shirt from another runner to wear to an event that you didn't run. If you do, remember that in Dante's Inferno, he wrote about a special Hell for characters such as you; right between Tax Collectors and Lawyers.

16. The Bad Ben Guideline: All children or grandchildren of mine can wear hand-me-down race finisher's shirts for races that I've run in. When they are asked, "did you run in that 100-mile trail race?" They can proudly respond, "no, but my daddy (or grandad) did." If your progeny has put-up with you being an ultrarunner, they have said rights too. If you have completed an Ironman, your kids also have the same rights. They've put up with a lot of crap (or outright neglect) over the years, and deserve to wear them.

Sponsors on shirts:
17. The Bryner Guideline: Never wear a shirt that has more sponsors listed on it than people that ran in the event. (Are you listening, race directors?) A shirt with too many sponsorship logos on it is just plain ugly. If you're a race director, and have scored that many sponsors, how about sharing the wealth? Just give me a call at 555-6565, and ask for "Bad Ben." By the way, you can let ANYONE wear this ugly shirt; non-finishers and distant relatives, alike. If you respect your friends, kids, spouse or mother, though, you won't let any of them wear it. It would serve well as bedding in your kid's gerbil cage.

18. Never wear a shirt that has any sponsors on it that you don't agree with. For instance, if you're a Vegan, you shouldn't wear a shirt that proudly advertises "Omaha Steaks" on it. If you wear this shirt, the "Karma Gremlins" will catch-up with you . I swear that's why I fell and broke my nose in my last 50-mile trail run, or why I had plantar fasciitis for most of '99. I never should have ran in the 1998 "Fantastic 4-Miler." Why would they enlist a sponsor from an North Korean land-mine manufacturer, anyway?

19. The Spencer Guideline: If an event is canceled at the last minute, but the event shirts were already given out, you can't wear the shirt unless you actually ran the race on that day. This means you will have to run your own unsupported event, through snow storms, hurricanes, or whatever lame excuse the Race Organizers came up with for canceling said event. If you still want to wear the shirt, you have to mark it with a sharpie, "I didn't run this lousy event, and I'm all the better for it, thank you," across the front of it.

20. This next one is a big one, and has something to do with the need for more good taste and asthetics in this sometimes ugly world. Never wear a shirt that is so old, thin, and threadbare that you can see the color of your nipples or chest hair through it. This seems to be just a "guy thing," especially and old-codger-runner-guy thing. Here's the test guys: if you're too scared to machine-wash your 1978 Tab Ten-Miler shirt for fear of it wafting down the drain as meer subatomic particles, then it's probably too transparent to wear in public. If you can (still) remember your great performance at that particular day and you want to save it for posterity, PLEASE have it framed so that you can keep it on the wall of your den or your "I love me" room, and (at least) out of public view. Better yet, have it sewn into a quilt. You can then sit on your couch and read back-copies of Runner's World, cuddled up with your "runner's binky," with a glass of warm milk.

21. By the way, if you don't know what terms like DNF, volunteer, or Significant Other are, then you shouldn't wear any race shirt until you know what they mean, and you shouldn’t have any meaningful relationships, either. You should probably become a hermit and/or New Age "Tantric" runner, sitting at home in the lotus position performing virtual marathons in your mind, while sniffing used GU packets, incense, and patchouli.

T-shirts must be used sensitively. Worn responsibly, they can help expand one's consciousness and immerse you in a great conversation with your running brethren. Worn stupidly, they can cause fright, horror, vacant stares, sprained ankles, and general social unrest. Don't be a "T-shirt Terrorist." Follow proper T-shirt etiquette to do your part for world peace.
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Happy trails,

Bad Ben

posted by Ben, aka BadBen at 9/22/2007

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Hope Rains




Saturday, instead of doing something foolish like run another marathon and further injuring my plantar faciitis, I ran a 5k trail run, the Hope Rains 5K.around 120 or so people braved the rain, and mud to romp 3.1 miles on Holland Hall's cross country course.There were enough climbs and enough mud to make it a fun run....no sense for me to try to go fast. No chance of a PR, a trail PR, or anything else notable. But it was a good day to just have fun.The first of two bridges on the course.No land speed records today. It seemed like I had ran a couple of miles when I came to the first K split.A nice batch of hills for such a short course. At least 3 significant inclines!A less than sharp picture of an awesome bridge.

Catching up with Lisa, my partner in crime from last week.

No age group awards for T Z, but I did enjoy some grilled chicken and sushi-grade tuna as a post race meal. Can't top that!

Check out the RW blog for a more detailed race report!!

Thursday, April 30, 2009

A Documentary on Mud




Mud comes in so many varieties. When I try to describe the different types of mud to people, they look at me as if I were a little off center.
Normal garden variety mud, clumps to feet, knocks of easily.
Similar mud, but with a clay mix. This mud cakes up like jumbo-sized pancakes to your shoes. A big mistake with this mud is walking on grass or leaves after getting a good dose on your shoes. The leaves and grass blend well with it to make adobe, which is a popular building material in the southwest.Once dry, a light duty jack hammer available at any tool rental enter is needed to restore your footwear.
For a more durable shoe covering, pure clay is hard to beat. This variety is best used when you want to strengthen your quads, glutes, and calves. No problem loading 20-25 lbs per foot. Just stomp through and begin your workout.

Aww.... good old red dirt. Makes fine colorful mud which will give your shoes a nice color variation. It has a mild caking factor, and actually will cling to some of the sticky clay and clay blends and can actually help to remove a few of the outer layers of build-up. Given clean shoes and a 1/4 mile of red mud to tromp through, you will walk away with no more than a few extra ounces of weight, have shoes that may or may not match your running outfit, and will have a fair amount of grit hell bent on finding it's way into your shoes and between your toes.

At the Free State Trail run in Lawrence Kansas this past weekend, there was a section of trail that had green mud. I kid you not. Nasty stuff, that really clung to your shoes too.

One of my favorite muds is black mud aka shoe sucking mud.This mud has a good clumping factor, and can be deceptively deep. Baptize your shoes in this, and you had better be careful stepping out of your predicament. This mud will KEEP your shoes, and quickly cover up the crater where you stepped. I believe this is where some of the crazy barefoot runners got their start.
Another variety of black mud is mud made from rotting leaves. It has many of the same characteristics of the above black mud, but is characterised by a foul smell, like old doo doo.
Hopefully no black doo doo mud here. This is the good garden variety mud, diluted to a thin slop state. This mud is actually so clean that you could eat a Quik Trip sandwich without even bothering to wash your hands. (I always advise smelling the QT sandwich before biting into it.)
A good mix of 2 or 3 of the above mentioned muds. This runner made it through a marathon through some of the worst mud that Kansas has to offer. Even some rain and hosing had not been able to wash all of it away. Notice the mud that was able to make it's way through the shoes and socks and between the toes.
Finally, proof that the battle with the mud in trail races is sometimes lost. Mud that will take away a shoe will also take all it can get. That foul smell in some of that mud may be more than rotting leaves!