So today I am taking off work sick, I felt pretty terrible last night and this morning. Although I do feel better now and it is only 10am! Hooray! But at 7:30am I felt brrrrrrr.
Anyway yesterdays training was pretty hardcore, I ended up waking up at 3:45am (yes that is right, only managed 4 to 4.5 hours max sleep too. :/ ) and bumbling around trying to jam food and water down my throat before fumbling out the front door to my car to burn rubber 20 to 30km north of my place to get to our starting point for our training. I have interesting routine now in regards to what I eat in the mornings now before I do my 30km+ hikes. I always make sure I have at least 2 big glasses of water before I leave home, I always eat something bready in the car on my way there (or at home if I have the time). I also make sure that I drink at least 600ml bottle of powerade/staminade type stuff before I get to the starting line too. All this is pretty difficult for a guy like me to do as I've always been a person that hates eating or drinking much within an hour of waking up, it is almost a form of torture on some mornings.
So anyway I got to the place at 4:50am, we were scheduled to start at 5am but no one else was there, I thought i'd take this opportunity to duck into the toilets while I was waiting, man I hate going to public toilets at sports ovals and things like that, but it is even worse when it is 5am in the morning and freezing cold and pitch black, I always feel like some sorta night zombie lunatic is gonna bust on me and demand my millions of dollars I always carry into public toilets. Anyway....
Everyone else rocked up at 5ish, one person was 20 minutes late, I was pretty annoyed at this as they all made a big fuss about starting at 5am and not 6am (our usual time), so that causes me to lose an extra hour and a bit of sleep and then I end up waiting in my car for over 30 minutes anyway, grr.
So we headed off in the dark with our head lamps which is always novel for about 50 metres until you trip over something because you depth perception using a LED headlamp is somewhat limited enough to cause you to think the ground is +/- 5cm. At around 6:30am we put them away when the sun has come up and continue on for another hour or so and get to our first checkpoint which was about 12km in. There were a bunch of people out with horses and we were thinking they were crazy being up this early getting into the whole dressage stuff, I guess they saw us and thought we crazy being up this early and we don't even have a horse.
We set off again waiting for the day to get a bit warmer as we were all a bit freezing. Started passing a lot of people who were also training for the event, chatted with my teamies about their lives, children, jobs and then about the pros and cons of myself having grown up being the son of two rural/remote medical gypsies and my 'interesting' music industry jobs. We got to our next checkpoint where we had a work collegue meet us with supplies, this was the first time we had ever had someone come down and meet us during training so it was nice, although I didn't actually need and supplies as I have gotten so use to bringing my own stuff (and over packing with extra food). We set off again, through a suburban setting for a while, then down a big wide fire trail to where we drop off a cliff all the way down to a foresty river area where we scramble along for a loooong time and then up and over a ridge down to a nice little seclued bay where a bunch of people were launching boats.
We rested for about 10 minutes, filling up on water our of some revolting taps and headed off again, only around 13km to go but my knees were killing me already and it was the toughest leg to do for the day. I chucked on my ipod for the first time during all our training sessions (we find that listening to ipods and what not can sort of kill the team spirit and conversation) through this dreary area of the track which is a long long slow climb over a few km. Somewhere in here I took some painkillers for my legs, the rest of the day took forever to finish, the last section took just over 4 hours as it requires a lot of scrambling and up/down/up/down climbing over stuff, it was a killer and everyone was pretty knackered. I got to the end and was glad I was finishing, but also chuffed that I managed to do over 42km in 11 hours (including breaks) without really injuring myself, I also felt I could have kept going, but I think 50km would be starting to push my limits for distance I can cover in one go.
I guess we'll see next weekend when I cover 50km Saturday and then another 10 or so on Sunday (testing how well we back up after a sleep).
Today I feel hella stiff my legs, left hip, lower back. This on top of feeling ill makes for a pretty 'meh' Monday.