Breath Taking - 11,200 feet, East Humboldt’s, Nevada.

Monday, April 22, 2013

Spring is Here

It was a great week to be back in Nevada. We have perfect Spring weather, with highs in the low 70's and lows in the mid 30's. I feel like I have adjusted well to what seems like heat, compared to winter, but the dogs are struggling a bit with it. The first month or two of warmer weather always seems to make running extra hard on them, but they will come around. Keeping them on shorter runs and around water definitely helps.

Last week I got in right around 70 miles. My buddy Eric and I ran the same 20 mile run on Saturday and Sunday, running from Rancho Park, over Peavine Mountain, to River Bend. I was happy to see that on Sundays run we were only 12 minutes off our time from the previous day. I will take that.

Sunday morning when my alarm went off I actually grabbed my phone and was ready to send Eric a text message that I was not going to make it for the run. I was really tired and the idea of another 20 mile run was kind of overwhelming. I didn't feel particularly physically tired, but I just craved sleep. Luckily I came to my senses, walked out to the kitchen, made an extra strong mix of Energy & Focus, and was ready for the day. It was beautiful on the mountain and I  am really glad that I was there to experience it.

A week ago my body felt like it was really breaking down and I was starting to have some serious concerns. When I flew to Mexico I forgot my Joint Advantage and as a result of that I was off it for two weeks. Since I have been back I have been taking it again and despite the 70 mile week, each day my body has felt better than it did the day before. If I wasn't a believer before, which I already was, I am really a believer now.

Every year I am amazed at how many quail show up in the Spring in the mountains around town. You would think that we have a really big local quail population, which I guess we kind of do, except that they mostly all live in and around the houses. Anyway, every year I am surprised by how quickly you can go from not seeing a quail for weeks while running, to seeing a couple hundred quail a day on the same trail. And, once fall starts coming around, they all seem to disappear just as quickly.

It is supposed to be another 70 degree week here, so lots to do outdoors! I might even go fishing...


Jay Kincaid

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