I survived my first week at elevation granted with battle wounds, but the same could not necessarily be said for baby trail dog, Charlotte. She and I rolled into Park City on Tuesday both of us thrilled to be out of the car. She immediately got dropped off at dog day care for her temperament test. What better way to see her true colors than after being cooped up in a car for a week? I had a couple of days before I had to start work which was good. I think after a week in the car and the constant go just sitting still for a little while was nice. Oh wait, that’s right I don’t sit still very well. While I was waiting for the apartment to open up I took the mountain bike off the back of the car and went for a short ride. I thought my lungs were going to explode out of my chest. Ah, yes, 6800′ in elevation…
Tuesday after I got everything unpacked and picked her up from doggie daycare I thought it would be good for us to go on a short (flat) walk. Charlotte had other ideas in mind and shot straight up a trail. Nearly 500′ in straight up later she had enough. Note to self don’t let her pick the trails.
Wednesday morning I showed up at CrossFit. Not only have I not been going to CF at home due to my school schedule, but sure let’s add on the elevation. Nothing says pain like your first day back in the gym. Wednesday night at Park City Running Company a running group met. Charlotte and I showed up knowing full well we were going to struggle. While the “big kids” threw down a 7+ mile run she and I did the truncated course of 4 miles. Both of us huffing and puffing on the uphills.
Thursday was CF again.
Friday after work she and I headed out on a trail run. We wound up missing a trail, had to bushwhack for a while, and then I wound up eating dirt. My elbow and hand are black and blue while my leg looks like I got into a fight with a cheese grater.
Saturday she and I headed up the mountain. I wanted to hike up until we couldn’t go up any more due to snow. She had other ideas in mind. 3 miles into the up she laid down in the grass and said “I’m done.” I’m going to have to get a cooling coat for her. I wound up carrying her 1/2 mile downhill until she caught sight of a ground squirrel she couldn’t live without and promptly used me as a launching pad. We found a patch of dirty snow on our way back down the mountain and the promptly threw herself in it.
Sunday we went out with the Sunday Run group from Park City Running. My plan was to do the 10k route. We were slow, but there was a sweeper behind us who had to keep her heartrate down so I didn’t feel awful about myself. (I lie, I felt awful that she had to wait for me.) When we got to one point in the course there were two chairs and what a view! Wow. A bit into that route the woman I was running with realized that she needed to get back so we truncated our course. On our way down the mountain Charlotte decided to cut a switchback while I went around. Yep, you guess it, I ate it again. We wound up doing a little over 5 miles though.
Totals: 6 days
Total miles 15.2
Total up: 3,596 ft