AM - 40 minutes easy, Stevens Point. Loop around the long skinny pond near the campground. Trail was quite overgrown in places and made for a slog at times.
PM - 40 minutes, Nehalem Bay. Less than totally successful attempt at a Chariots of Fire style run along the beach. Compromised by the sand being too hard near the water and too loose further up. and incessant wind off the water that was blasting away all day. Made the only choice which was to start out with the wind in my face which was just as awkward and slow-going as I thought it would be. Did some pickups on the way back, taking care not to aggravate the left hamstring.
6/11/16
Mon 5/30 - AM 80 minutes easy
Out and back along the rail bed in Astoria. Still taking it easy as legs are still beat up from Saturday, mostly the left hamstring. The flat terrain was most appreciated. Took various breaks including to gawk at the sea lions congregated on the pier.
6/7/16
Sun 5/29 - PM 40 minutes very easy
Fort Stevens SP with the CH. Left Portland for the coast. As expected, the ups and downs of yesterday's course left their mark on my legs as I was barely able to move. Left hamstring in particular was stuck. It occurs to me that all the elliptigo training of late might have made me more susceptible to the effects of the downhill pounding from a hilly course. Regardless it was a fairly miserable attempt at a shakeout. At least I got to see the Pacific near the end.
Sat 5/28 - AM 1:45 incl. trail half marathon
The back half of what could surely be described as an ill-advised plan to do two half marathons six days apart. Went off as well as I could hope given that I spent the afternoon and evening yesterday traveling across the country. Compared to the last time I raced in Forest Park three years ago the conditions were infinitely better with sun and most importantly dry trails underfoot. Course changed somewhat from the last time but the same general idea, roller coaster of climbing and descending. This time there was a much longer flat stretch from about 7 to 9 miles which was welcome respite after a thudding descent that was far too steep for my tastes. Caught and nearly passed on the first major descent by the only other old fart worth worrying about, which had me worried that I'd be spending over an hour trading places with him. However, a long climb up Holman Lane put away both him and the next guy ahead of us and I never saw either of them again. From there it was a relatively controlled effort, trying not to overdo it as it seemed like we hit every nook and cranny of that park in both directions. No falls this time thanks to much better footing and shoe choice than in 2013, but there were a few stumbles, left hamstring tweaked by one of them.
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