The family was going to go up Timp so I decided to join in. A 2:15, knocked on Connor's door and as expected the teenager was "too tired." Kevin, Jon (son-in-law) and I drove to the American Fork Park and ride to meet his brothers and father at 3 a.m., but we discovered they would be at least 40 minutes late. So Kevin and I decided to go ahead, we would probably run ahead anyway. I had no idea what to expect. Perhaps I could only do a couple miles. But it turned out pretty good. I used trekking poles the entire way to try to keep some weight off the bad leg. I led out going up and was pretty quickly slammed by the altitude. I haven't been up in the mountains at all this year....well, not above 7,000 feet. We settled into a managable pace that didn't bring too much pain. I noted that by the 1 hour mark, I was about 10 minutes behind my usual comfortable pace. Kevin went on ahead as we approached the switch backs below the basin through the rock slide. He was quite a ways ahead, but I knew out to catch up. I just went straight up the slope with the poles and reached the top of the trail before him. We hit the basin as the dawn arrived and passed many hikers. Up to the summit went pretty well. There were large groups descending after viewing the sunrise. We summited (my 68th) and turned around to head down. I expected the downhill to be more painful, but back to the saddle went well and I could keep ahead of Kevin. Heading down to the basin, I had to stop twice to tighten up the laces. I need new shoes. All the trail shoes I have just don't give enough support for the bad leg. Kevin was running good about five minutes ahead. I tried picking up the pace through the basin but as I did the pain increased, so I just backed off and was very careful. Near the bottom of the basin, I ran into Ryan, Jon and brothers. They were doing well but on pace for a very long day. I reminded them that they couldn't stop at the saddle. If they did it wouldn't count has "hiking Timp." I ran into many people who I knew or who knew me. First, jun and ScottW. They were running very well uphill. I stopped to talk to several other groups too who asked about my leg and were surprised to see me up there. The last three miles were slow and a little painful but I got it done. I worried that jun and ScottW would catch me, but they didn't. Kevin had finished a half hour before me. So, it was a good test. Lingering pain stayed for several hours and I felt pretty tired into the afternoon, but it was good to be at it again, even for a short run. On the bright side, my fitness was good enough that I could go faster than 90% of those on the mountain. I was surprised to see how many runners there were....about 20. That is amazing. 4-5 years ago, it would just be me, Phil, and an occasional other runner or two. Now hundreds of runners use the mountain. Progress. A couple months ago I thought I would never again be on top of that mountain, instead just be an old man with a cane.
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