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It was 98 degrees in the Mid-Hudson Valley at 5:45 tonight.

Our running club has a nine mile race in the Shawangunk Mountains on the summer solstice every year - tonight's edition was without a doubt the stupidest and most miserable time I have ever spent running. Really unpleasant.

-Summer Solstice? 9 miles? Over mountains? Man. OK, you've got my vote: that's probably impossible to beat in the category of "most miserable."

- Fishy, nevertheless, I would like to submit for your consideration, this nomination from NJ, in the Category for Stupidest Run. Apparently after months of planning, our autumn 10K was staged in the local state park after all the leaves fell (who'd have guessed; that year it happened in the Fall) completely covered the steep rocky trail over its hills... At least after a while the routine of slipping on the leaves off the trails, on to the rocks, didn’t seem so bad,… once that others told me they had driven in from PA, hoping to earn a qualifying time toward a marathon. (They gave up on that idea while on ‘all-fours’, in line behind everyone else on the trail, searching for hand-holds under the leaves, while slowly scrambling up the first rocky ridge). :) Happy Ending: we all got really cool shirts, and the blood washed right off.
 

- Fishy, nevertheless, I would like to submit for your consideration, this nomination from NJ, in the Category for Stupidest Run. Apparently after months of planning, our autumn 10K was staged in the local state park after all the leaves fell (who'd have guessed; that year it happened in the Fall) completely covered the steep rocky trail over its hills... At least after a while the routine of slipping on the leaves off the trails, on to the rocks, didn’t seem so bad,… once that others told me they had driven in from PA, hoping to earn a qualifying time toward a marathon. (They gave up on that idea while on ‘all-fours’, in line behind everyone else on the trail, searching for hand-holds under the leaves, while slowly scrambling up the first rocky ridge). :) Happy Ending: we all got really cool shirts, and the blood washed right off.

Egads, that's nuts. We have a race in October where they actually blow the leaves off of the trails the night before the race...that is service.

Last year, (and next month), I ran in the Escarpment Trail Run in the Catskill Mountains. It's about a 19-mile run over the five Catskill Mountain peaks of the Escarpment Trail. I can usually start running about two or three days after a marathon and I'm basically back up to speed after about seven or eight - a week after the Escarpment Run, my quads were still screaming every time I saw a staircase. The race application advises you not to apply, mentions death a half-dozen times and the acceptance letter starts with "Due to a stroke of bad luck, your entry has been accepted".

There's 10,000' of elevation change and it's either straight up or straight down. You actually run past the carcass of a plane crash at one point.

http://escarpmenttrail.com/articles/amby-burfoot.html

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.... You actually run past the carcass of a plane crash at one point.

!!!!!!!!
Note to Self:
Dear Self,
New rule: Do not run on escarpment-thingies exceeding the ceiling attitude of aircraft !
Sincerely,
S.
 
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Note to Self:
Dear Self,
New rule: Do not run on escarpment-thingies exceeding the ceiling attitude of aircraft !
Sincerely,
S.

Better rule: Do not run unless you are chasing or being chased (non-competitively, of course).
 
86 here in Hilton Head, SC.
Pap, are you in Hilton Head full time? A close friend retired to a spot just across the bridge on the mainland. Very nice place, though I'll be opting for the California climate.
 
There are actually a couple of dozen wrecks in the Catskill Mountains from WWII fighters to fairly recent Pipers and Cessnas. Every now and again, you see one - there's even a B-25 up there.

A handful were legitimate crashes, mostly due to weather, but the vast majority were the result of "controlled flights into terrain". Basically, someone didn't notice the big honking mountain range in the front window.

The crash above happened in 1983 - a guy with a revoked license took off from Poughkeepsie, heading for Watertown. He literally missed clearing the peak by a few feet - you run past the wreck at the very top of the last peak of the run. I wonder if crashing so close to heaven is an advantage? We can ask him when we get there.

There is another plane about an 1/8th of a mile away - a guy thought he was over the Hudson while flying in a snowstorm. He was just a tad further west than he thought and he flew six people smack into the side of Stoppel Point.
 
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Egads, that's nuts. We have a race in October where they actually blow the leaves off of the trails the night before the race...that is service.

Last year, (and next month), I ran in the Escarpment Trail Run in the Catskill Mountains. It's about a 19-mile run over the five Catskill Mountain peaks of the Escarpment Trail. I can usually start running about two or three days after a marathon and I'm basically back up to speed after about seven or eight - a week after the Escarpment Run, my quads were still screaming every time I saw a staircase. The race application advises you not to apply, mentions death a half-dozen times and the acceptance letter starts with "Due to a stroke of bad luck, your entry has been accepted".

There's 10,000' of elevation change and it's either straight up or straight down. You actually run past the carcass of a plane crash at one point.

http://escarpmenttrail.com/articles/amby-burfoot.html

mxacvqqcz4.jpg
The stroke of bad luck may not be the only stroke. :)

That's really hard core. I was a fanatic, but not to that level.
 
Hot enough to boil a monkey's bum. Eric Idle
 
..and she smiled quietly to herself: a good She, the Bruce, and not at all stuck-up!
 
-Summer Solstice? 9 miles? Over mountains? Man. OK, you've got my vote: that's probably impossible to beat in the category of "most miserable."

- Fishy, nevertheless, I would like to submit for your consideration, this nomination from NJ, in the Category for Stupidest Run. Apparently after months of planning, our autumn 10K was staged in the local state park after all the leaves fell (who'd have guessed; that year it happened in the Fall) completely covered the steep rocky trail over its hills... At least after a while the routine of slipping on the leaves off the trails, on to the rocks, didn’t seem so bad,… once that others told me they had driven in from PA, hoping to earn a qualifying time toward a marathon. (They gave up on that idea while on ‘all-fours’, in line behind everyone else on the trail, searching for hand-holds under the leaves, while slowly scrambling up the first rocky ridge). :) Happy Ending: we all got really cool shirts, and the blood washed right off.

The one time I was seriously injured from running was from a trail run in the fall, with leaves covering up all the rocks. My ankle was about to twist from how it landed on a rock. My body recovered from that with a nice maneuver, only to have my knee cap dislocate. I crawled until I found a big stick and then used that as a crutch until I could reach town for help. Now I never trail run once the leaves start coming down. I also don't trail run when deer flies are a problem, leaving me a decreasingly narrow window. I feel like I'm turning into a wimp compared to the "good ol' days."
 
The one time I was seriously injured from running was from a trail run in the fall, with leaves covering up all the rocks. My ankle was about to twist from how it landed on a rock. My body recovered from that with a nice maneuver, only to have my knee cap dislocate. I crawled until I found a big stick and then used that as a crutch until I could reach town for help. Now I never trail run once the leaves start coming down. I also don't trail run when deer flies are a problem, leaving me a decreasingly narrow window. I feel like I'm turning into a wimp compared to the "good ol' days."

Well, I went for a walk this past winter and nearly took an eye out slipping on leaves over rock, so I don't think that's wimpy at all.
 
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... my quads were still screaming every time I saw a staircase. The race application advises you not to apply, mentions death a half-dozen times ...
The stroke of bad luck may not be the only stroke... a fanatic...
...landed on a rock. ... only to have my knee cap dislocate. I crawled until I found a big stick and then used that as a crutch until I could reach town for help. "
...nearly took an eye out slipping...

-Please help me out, I keep forgetting,… are we doing this for our health, or because it’s fun?

:)
 
101 degrees right now..... heat index of 110.....

I need to cut the front yard..... but..... I might wait til it cools off a bit around 8pm... It should be down to 96 by then :(
 
North of the Border 96F ( hmmmm 35C sounds much better). Dew point at 66F. But the dewpoint is supposed to drop tonight and be much better tomorrow.
 
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98 in central PA without the whole world being paved. If we could get the cows to eat Nestle's Quick the farmers could bring in a herd for milking and serve hot chocolate right off the tap.
 
86 plus inside. The air conditioning has been an issue for about a week, and crapped out totally yesterday. The first problem - which at least was keeping the house in the 70's, caused the 2nd problem, which blew out the compressors. Final repairs being made at this moment.

Just not a good thing in Arizona.
 
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Going into the Verizon Center at 6:30, it was 104. Coming out at 9:00, it was only 99, but really did feel like a sauna.
 
It's 65 in SF and 74 in Oakland, but I've been on the east coast for business and pleasure for a week. Endured 95 plus degrees in NYC today. :eek:
 
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