Here are a few pics from the last two days of lumbering.
Monday was a hot and humid lumber, while every insect in the woods gnawed their way through layers of bug spray to dine on the well-thinned blood hidden beneath my gelatinous folds of man blubber.
I was back in the woods for a 5.15 lumber on Monday morning, but I’ll get to that in the future. For now, I’m posting Sunday’s Photo Creep.
Another week of lumbering is in the books. Maybe, I don’t know, I might do more. I’m at 26.5 miles now and have an open weekend alone since Wifey is out living her best life in western Pennsylvania again.
It seems like yesterday, or February, that I was driving to the trails in 0˚ temps. Today, as I made my way to them, it was 77˚ at 6:30 AM. In other words, conditions were great for lumbering, provided you get out and done by 9 AM. If not, you’re screwed. Or at least VERY hot and very sweaty.
Given the higher temps, I figured I’d start the week with one of my 5-mile loops (5.15), and then hopefully, by mid-week, when some rain moves in to cool shit down a bit, I can move back to my 6 and 7-mile loops. Either way, until the heat breaks, I’m going to need more than just one flask of water.
The past week was not my best week of lumbering, but I’m still on track to get over 100 miles in my feetz this month, so I guess I have that to cling onto like a deflated life jacket whilst sinking in a sea of American suck and worldly misanthropy.
Regardless of the lack of lumbering, intense heat, thunderstorms, and the endless appointments I seemed to have had last week, it was a good week if, for no other reason, our B-Man was back home after a month of school in London and some European travels to Amsterdam and Ireland.
As previously noted in my last post, I ditched lumbering on Wednesday due to morning thunderstorms, followed by general malaise and a much-needed afternoon appointment with the OG Mindbender.
[I] decided to cut back on the distance a smidge this week in an attempt to recover from lots of miles over the past few weeks.
I said that in Tuesday’s post, and I meant it. Well, at least at the time, and I kept to it for the first three days of the week when I did sub-6 mile hikes and was more than OK with aiming for a 25-mile week.
Last weekend was full of well-deserved slack, and I was happy to do next to nothing but watch some pretty horrible international football on the TV whilst drinking beer and fighting off the want to remove myself even further from the Great American Shit Show and the cult of racist, red-hat-wearing fuck faces who are in NO way making this country great again.
I digress.
With nearly 20 miles in my legs, I was not feeling all that energetic at the start of today’s lumber, but some early critter encounters gave me a lift, and I ended up getting another 7-mile loop in, and now sit at 26.50 miles on the week, and will no doubt hit my 30-mile goal on Friday morning.
The woods were a welcome 30˚ warmer today than yesterday, which made things much more comfortable. I also felt pretty good, considering that I did 7 miles yesterday. So why not do it again?
I’m really digging the new course that I’ve been doing and happy with the mix that it offers. All but one trail would also make a great mountain bike loop, but that’s for another day.