Training for a Belt Buckle

Rest day yesterday (if you call packing 'resting').

Tonight I went to the gym and did an hour of chest/shoulders/back/core.  Then - on to the treadmill.

1 mile warmup.

4 x 1/4 mile repeats (6.0, 6.1, 6.2, 6.3 mph) with 1/10 mile rests.

1 mile cooldown.

I also went back to Weight Watchers and weighed in tonight (of course, I kind of cheated since I didn't hydrate while running or afterwards) and was down 4.2 lbs from where I was the last time I went in February. I am still 5 pounds above where I would like to be by St. George - but know that my diet was pretty bad since the surgery until yesterday - so am focussing again.

Leslie called last night to see if I was still alive - so its time to post again.  I've been busy helping get ready for my neice's wedding and participating in the wedding day.  I'm sure I got a lot of mileage in - but nothing I tracked.

Since this is my last weekend living in Layton, I decided to run some of my favorite trails.  I ran from Fernwood Park in Layton over to the Wilderness Park in Kaysville.  Then I ran a loop of the Wilderness Park.  I think it was a pretty hot day out (just kidding), so started soaking my hat as I passed streams after that to keep my core temperature down.  Several people mentioned seeing rattlesnakes, but I only saw some of their tracks.

I then headed back across the mounting on the Bonneville Shoreline Trail and, when it dipped down into Adams Canyon, I decided to go to the big waterfall in the back of Adams Canyon.  At this point in time, I started walking the uphills - which is most of the way back.  I was kind of worried about running out of fluids - and didn't bring a filtration bottle.

Some nice people shared some of their snacks with me when they saw me enjoying a lovely gu packet.  I walked under the waterfall for a few seconds - but my feet were feeling hypothermic from the snow melt water.  As I had run today, I decided my mizuno trail shoes were probably past their prime.  I was starting to feel bruising from rocks through the right sole and had slipped a little bit.

I started across the water to head down the canyon, and as I came out, my foot (darn those shoes) slipped on the last rock and I bashed my left  knee in pretty bad on the big rock in front of me.  I ended up seated in the water, but it was only ankle deep. After the shock wore off, I got up and started down again. The kneecap started turning lovely colors and I ended up with four nice cuts on the knee - but they didn't bleed for long.  I was able to run about half the way out and across the BST to Fernwood Park again. The knee was sore, but not severely sore.  Besides, there wasn't much choice up there but to make my own way out.

Cleaned up the legs and am now icing and bandaging the knee. Today is not the best day to live in a 3rd floor apartment.  The stairs are a killer.

I went to the gym this morning and did an hour of lifting for arms.  I had intended to get up early and joing a group running the Indian Trail - but didn't sleep well from the ache in my knee and bruises on my inner leg - all from falling on a trail run on the 4th.

Later - I decided to run a half marathon on a treadmill, but since every step hurt both legs, I decided to put that off.

Tonight, my legs felt a little better, so I did a nice 5 mile walk.  As long as I didn't push hard, it didn't hurt.