Sunday, December 27, 2020

I Skied My Age in Kilometers and am Too Tired to Write About It!

OK, maybe I can write one or two things. 

At about halfway -- still smiling! 

I did my SYA the day after Corrine. I skate skied it. The first time I ever did the whole thing on skate skis. If I ever do that again, I should train for it. 

A little over 10k to go. Not excited about climbing Heartrate Hill on the White Bear Trail.

I was lazy. I didn't start skiing until 6 a.m. or so. But then I got it into my head to ski every trail groomed for skate skiing at Birch Hill, including all the cut offs. That helped motivate me, but I ended up having to ski more than I had planned (64 kilometers, and I'm only 60). Plus I had to finish my ski by going down the Sonot Connector and up Cliffside. Dumb! Big temperature inversion. The trails down low had almost no glide. I walked and herring-boned Cliffside more than I skated. 

Happy to be done, but damn tired! 

  • Got the trails to myself for the first few hours! 
  • Got to work on my V2 a lot. 
  • Saw the SCUM skiing group -- twice. When I told them what Corrine had done, they said I should have gotten up earlier. 
  • At first I started doing the cut-offs in a purist fashion (i.e. completing a loop on the trails. Toward the end I started cheating sometimes, just doing an out-and-back on some cut-offs. I was tired! 
  • Some stumbles, but no falls! 
I did it today. Now I'm too tired to write anymore. At some point we need to stop doing this foolishness!
Be sure and read Corrine's post about her Ski Your Age, too.  It's the previous post to this one.

I Skied My Age in Kilometers

 The Ski Your Age in Kilometers is an annual event held at Birch Hill in Fairbanks, Alaska the day after Christmas. It is a fundraiser for the racing arm of the Nordic Ski Club of Fairbanks.  I’ve done it for at least the past 10 years but wasn’t sure I would do it this year.  I wasn’t even sure the event was going to happen because of COVID, but December 25 it was posted that it would be a virtual event this year and you could complete it any time before January 2nd.  I decided to do it on the “official” day for several reasons.  Mostly because I have to work all week and next weekend Eric and I are planning a 2-day cabin trip in the White Mountains. So, December 26 it would have to be.

Trails were bomber (all photos from other skis I have done at Birch Hill not from the day of the event)

The weather was good.  Last year I skied my age at an average temperature of -15 F. That was slow and brutal. This year it was anywhere from -5F to +15F.  Perfect for skiing.  The only complication was that I was on call. That meant that I had to be available for any phone calls from patients. I figured that most people would be sleeping in after Christmas so maybe if I got a really, really early start I could get most of it done before having to answer phone calls on the trail.  Spoiler alert – I made it the whole way with no phone calls.

I got my snacks and clothes ready and went to bed early, setting my alarm for 3 AM!!!  I had wanted to start skiing by 4 AM but by the time I got up, ate breakfast, got my hot drinks ready, kick waxed my skis (I was going to classic ski) and drove to Birch Hill it was 4:15 AM.  Not too much later than I hoped.  I put on my skis and then had to ski 1 mile to get to the warm up hut (the gate was still locked) where I could drop off my backpack. I know, a heated warm up hut with flush toilets where I could store my extra gear and food . . . what kind of outdoor adventure is this?  Pretty cush. But whatever. I still had to ski 62 km (I’m 61 but I always tack on an extra km for good measure.

I could tell it was going to be a really long day as I headed up the first hill.  (Birch Hill Ski Area is very hilly.  There is almost nothing that is flat.  You are either going uphill or going downhill.)  Although my legs and arms felt good, my heart and lungs were tired.  I had no oomph.  It probably didn’t help that I biked to work and back on Christmas Eve (28 miles) and then Eric and I went out for a bike ride on Christmas Day because the weather was so nice plus I had to try out the new frame bag for my bike.  Oh well.  I’m good at slow and steady.  I can usually classic ski on groomed trails at an average of 10 km per hour but I could tell that I wouldn’t be able to keep that up today.  And I didn’t.  I averaged more like 8 kph (5 mph).  Such is life.  

For a while, I wasn’t sure I would finish.  At 4 miles (6.4 km), I told myself I was already about a ninth of the way done.  It seemed like I still had so far to go.  At 9 miles (15 km), I told myself I was almost a quarter of the way done.  But that didn’t really help. Three quarters of the way, another 29.5 miles (47 km) still left to ski.  That seemed daunting.   Better to just not think about it.   So, I kept moving.  At the halfway mark, it seemed like I would never finish . For a while, I thought maybe I should just call it good and say I wasn’t feeling it today. Most older skiers don’t ski their actual age at this event.  I didn’t have to keep going. But I didn’t really have a good reason to stop.  I wasn’t feeling bad, I wasn’t cold.  I wasn’t even all that bored. I was just a little tired.  So I just kept moving, slow and sure, and the miles (kms) added up. Before I knew it, I was at 32 miles (52 km) and back at the warm up hut.  I made a quick pit stop to pee and drink some hot tea and headed back out for the final 10K.  Those last 10K went by pretty quickly. More people were out on the trails.  It was light and I was almost done!  Before I knew it, I was finished! Yes, it took me 7 hours and 43 minutes to go 62 km (38.5 miles) but I got it done!

I didn’t take any pictures while I skied.  The moon was out and was gorgeous.  The long slow sunrise that happened between 10 and 11 AM was also beautiful.  But I wanted to keep moving and stopping to take a photo with my phone is always an ordeal.  I have to stop, take off my gloves, unzip my layers, get my iPhone out of the Ziplock bag in my bra where I keep it so the battery doesn’t die, take the picture, and then put everything back.  By the time I do all that, I often get cold. And all the good photo ops seemed to be on long downhills.  So, no photos.  Most of the time it was dark anyway.  

There are often moose on the trails but not when I skied my age

Birch Hill has about 34 km of trails groomed for both classic and skate skiing.  I did do all of these at least once (even the black loops that are steep – fun to go down but slow to come back up.) In Fairbanks we have huge temperature inversions.  The cold settles in low spots and there can be a 30 degree difference in temperatures with just 1000 feet of elevation change. So, I hit all the low spots only once and then tried to stay up higher as much as possible.  I’d rather ski at temps above zero instead of below zero Fahrenheit.  I definitely could feel the difference when hitting the low spots, but I never got so cold, I had to put on different layers, I would just zoom down and then head back up.  Both gaining elevation and working harder would warm me right up.

Sunset at Birch Hill near the timing hut

I didn’t see any people until I only had 12 km left to go. Then skiers, including several friends, passed by and gave me encouragement when they found out that once again, I was skiing my age. I tried to encourage them to do the same but, alas, nobody wanted to do that! Eric is planning on his skiing his age the day after me.

And at the end, I convinced a skier going by to take my picture so at least I had a record of finishing my goal!  I think I’ll put my feet up the rest of today and tomorrow, but I still have one other goal to complete by the end of the year.  I’m almost at 5000 miles of biking this year, so if I get out for a couple of fat bike rides before Thursday, I should be able to make that goal, too. It’s good to have goals to help us get outdoors and stay motivated.  I hope all of you reach your goals, too.  And don’t let the fact that you (and all of us) are getting older get in the way of continuing to make new goals.  Look at me, I’m 61 and I’m still striving to reach new goals. If I can do it, so can you.

Tuesday, December 15, 2020

28 Things We Still Like to Do Together: A Wedding Anniversary Celebration

We got married 28 years ago today. Our wedding was a low-key affair at the courthouse with two friends, Lin and Andy, and their one-year-old son, Nathan, as witnesses. We had met a little over a year earlier at a baby shower for Lin and Andy. Eric, a co-worker of Lin's at the Fairbanks Daily News-Miner, had helped organize the shower. Corrine was Lin and Andy's doctor. Friends, including Lin and Andy, had been scheming to get us together. It took a pregnancy to make it happen! 

At the shower, we scheduled a date for the next Sunday. Eric would teach Corrine how to telemark ski. But on Sunday morning, Corrine had to cancel. Lin's water had broken. 

That night Nathan was born. Eric decided he had to come to the hospital to "see the baby." After seeing the baby and congratulating the happy parents, we went out for a cup of hot chocolate at the only place we could think of that was open: the Northernmost Denny's in the World! We talked for hours and were both exhausted the next day at work. 

Many successful dates followed (though Eric never did teach Corrine how to telemark). Exactly one year after that first date, we got married. Since that time we've had some ups and downs, but mostly ups. We continue to enjoy each other's company while doing many things together. A lot of them are focused on the outdoors and exercise but not all. In honor of our 28 years of wedded bliss, here are "28 Things We Still Like to Do Together." But first, a few pics from 28 years ago!

Tying the knot in a low-key way. 

Our "reception": Celebrating at Denny's, 
the site of our very first date. 

At our big public wedding celebration one month later 
held at Musher's Hall, where the temperature was -50 that night!  It was a flannel shirt affair.

28 Things We We Still Like to Do Together

  1. Bike
  2. Ski 
  3. Hike 
  4. Backpack
  5. Do ski and bike races
  6. Watch movies 
  7. Get take-out Thai food
  8. Eat home-cooked meals
  9. Spend time with our kids, Riley and Montana
  10. Do crossword puzzles
  11. Tease each other (in a good way)
  12. Eat (and drink) chocolate
  13. Write stories for our blog and other places
  14. Go car camping (usually with #1 and #3) 
  15. Go on cabin trips 
  16. Snuggle
  17. Share YouTube videos we find
  18. Sing 
  19. Share a bed
  20. Discuss and debate current events
  21. Travel
  22. Be silly, laugh and giggle
  23. Kiss and hug
  24. Read the same books
  25. Listen to NPR 
  26. Celebrate our successes and sympathize with failures
  27. Encourage each other’s passions
  28. Say I love you

Photos of Some of Those 28 Things

Biking to Eleazar's Cabin in the White Mountains 
National Recreation Area earlier this winter

Hiking in Wrangell-St. Elias National Park in September 2019.

Taking a break at the last rest stop of the 
60-mile Fat Pursuit multi-sport race in Idaho in early 2020.

Sharing the awe of Denali on a hike 
in the Peters Hills off the Petersville Road this fall.

Our tent spot at Hutlinana Hot Springs 
on a bike camping trip in 2019. 

Corrine showing off her vocal skills during a backpacking trip 
along the Skyline Ridge Trail in Canada in 2019.

Eric working on a crossword puzzle during a cabin trip in the 
White Mountains National Recreation Area earlier this winter. 

Never afraid to make fools of ourselves

Enjoying a winter break in Hawaii in 2019. 

Spending time with our amazing kids, Riley, 26 and Montana, 24

Sharing a kiss after our 1st WM100 race.