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Technical Trail weekend done and dusted

Good morning.

What a fantastic weekend I have had with a great group of people on the trails.

Doing nearly 40km over the weekend in spectacular locations and awesome trails, covering single track, open, extremely hilly, slopy, rock, root tangled, wildlife, sand, sand and more sand dunes!  Oh my word, those sand dunes killed me…

On the single track we ran through fairly heavy forest so very narrow tracks with loads of fallen trees and overgrown branches and so forth.  Running with a pretty advanced group had us at a fairly fast running pace.  This meant ones eyes were glued firmly to the track in front and watching where you pout your feet at. all. times..  I briefly looked up at one point to check out the scenery and I stacked it!

look where you are going or else..

look where you are going or else..

That was the first one, and I bounced up fairly quickly and kept going…ego, did not want to be run over by the group, embarrassed and than plain painful!   About 16km into the trail run the group had spread out a little and on the winding trail, I had a space running on my own, thought I would look up to see mother nature, except all I seemed to be seeing was dirt and earth as I STACKED it pretty hard for the second time.  Although no graze as big as stack 1, several minor cuts and grazes added to both knees, elbow and shoulder, mouthfull of dirt, face, hair and body covered in muck, the worst was I actually landed with my elbow digging into my diaphragm.  Completely winded myself, trying to get air into my lungs so I could move, no air coming in, tongue lying with a mouthful of mud  aaarrggg, I though I had it.  Could not call for help as no air to call….Needless to say I finally got a gulp of air in, or more precisiley some air and a lot more sand than air, into my mouth.  Dragged myself up, only to find the front crew just a bend in front of me.   Running the remaining 6 km with mud lined lungs and mud lined nostrils, bruised ribs, swollen and grazed knees, snotty nosed from hay fever, and I am thinking – I so love love love trail running!

technical trail runPart of the course entailed some technical training, which then had us dashing down along a short course trail specifically designed for mountain biking – so cresting man made rock formations on down hills veering around onto the Burms, almost a figure 8 of burms, down hills, so focusing on speed, stability and cadence to get through this without falling!burms

This for me was greatest fun, and thoroughly enjoyed this.  Along the way we had some company with a kangaroo and her joey – kangaroo was out of shot (I was keeping a fair distance) but got a nice photo of the inquisitive joey.

The last day of trail running was capped with a beautiful section along the coast line, celebrated by a healthy breakfast on bananas, watermelon and chocolate milk, along with some left over cold quiche for those it appealed to.

The sand dunes, (not in the photos) were massive from the coast line up to the trail depicted below.  Had to stop a few times and remove excess sand from my shoes.   On this particular trail I so despereatly wanted to remove my shoes, as my feet were heating up some what and the sand was cumbersome.  However not knowing the route, and obviously watching out for snakes, a lot of broken rock, pea gravel and so on, it was not a practical thing to do, so stayed shod.

trail run 2



About Dale-Lyn

Hi, I am in my mid forties and run barefoot. Mostly really barefoot, sans any form of foot protection. My claim to fame for this blog, is that I have run my first full marathon completely and really barefoot, in a respectable time of 4:16. Scroll through my posts and enjoy them - all with a good sense of humour too. My story is simply my story of running barefoot, brought about by all the various questions people ask me. I am not a specialist of any sort or any particular athlete or doctor or guru. I am an average woman who runs barefoot, enters a few club runs and a few fun runs. I run races from 5km to marathon. I love trail running, and include chats about my trail adventures. To date, although I only started running end of August 2013, I have done nearly 2000km, of that at least 1500km in barefeet. Real barefoot. No minimalist shoes. Although when I do run in shoes I use my zero drop mimimus ones (haha - they are my ONLY pair of running shoes..) The blog tells of my journey through life, on the road, barefoot. The journey my real barefeet go through when they connect with the road. The emotions my real barefeet bring out - in me, in passers by, in fellow runners. The aggressive reactions and debates as to the well being of the real bare-feet I run in. The passive acceptance of my real bare-feet and their exposure to the elements. The humour to show those real bare-feet of mine are not just a piece of running equipment, a statement, a leftie or a rightie, but real flesh and blood feet with real issues. An interesting post note..I commenced my first active run in August 2013 progressing sporadically. But it really was only from May 2014 that I started running on a consistent and slightly more serious note and slightly faster than walking pace. I am scheduled to run my Comrades Marathon in May 2015..that is a massive progression from walk/shuffle er um excuse me look at me run.. to aiming to run a World famous Ultra. Some one pinch me please!


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