Old Man Still running

My Salt Flats 100 race report is at: http://www.crockettclan.org/blog/?p=745

Recovery is astonishing.  It seems like I only did a training run.  All soreness is just about gone.  No blisters, no sore feet.  My Bondi B Hokas performed amazingly.  I'm almost ready to give credit to the shoes for the low impact to my body during this run.

My next race is Ogden Marathon, so I need to find a 18-day marathon training program.

Still being lazy.  Yesterday I ate the biggest breakfast that I have eaten in years and didn't feel guilty since I weighed 168.  It is fun being a pig for a few days.

Almost ready to run again.  Calves a little sore but ready to be worked.  Not sure that I'm very excited about doing speed and tempo work to get ready for Ogden.  Oh well.  Phil Lowry entered Ogden so I imagine we will be running together at some point.

Jay, the guy who won Salt Flats 100 is planning on going for the Fastest Known Time for a quad-crossing of the Grand Canyon in a couple weeks.  Amazing.  He did tweak his leg from the race, so we shall see.  He is one tough, fast 49-year-old.

Back in the saddle.  The afternoon sure was nice, went a did a little running in the Lake Mountain foothills on a trail I've only been on once that traverses between two canyons.  I did repeats and the headed home.  Legs are typical after a five day lay-off, sluggish but the more I run the better they feel.

In Cedar City for my daughters graduation from SUU.  Got up before dawn and ran up Cedar Canyon road a couple miles and then turned off on a random dirt road.  I really enjoy just running at times without a plan.  It turned out to be a road up Rock Canyon.  It faded into an ATV road but kept climbing and climbing.  Evenually there were just some foot prints and hoof prints to guide my way.  It joined with a very distict ATV road and kept climbing aournd "Big Hill" toward Hells Canyon.  After two hours it was time to head back.  Instead of going back the way I came, I followed the ATV down another canyon toward Cedar City.  Sunrise came.  It was so peaceful and I saw about eight deer along the way.  As I listended to a solf roar of the city waking up below it brought back memories when I was a boy in the 60s sitting my my grandparents back porch of their house, the highest at that time in the foothills above Provo.  I used to love the early morning and listening to the soft noise of the city below waking up as the sun started to hit the valley below.

I descended down a limestone ridge with redrock canyons on either side.  Very cool.  I existed the canyon at the Cedar Ridge Golf Course and ran back to the motel in time for breakfast.  It was a wonderful random run on new trails climbing about 2,000 feet with wonderful views.