On Wednesday night, I had a night out. The Husband has been away all week but I got a babysitter and headed into the city, went to Sports Basement and met up with Jen. The occasion? The Trails In Motion Film Festival.
It was basically a night of trail-running films. Throughout the evening, we watched 11 films – some five minutes or so in length, others up to half an hour. There were maybe 100 people there (edit: there were close to 200. Never hire me for my maths skills) and I found myself quite fascinated by the other people. All these people in their everyday life clothes were also trail runners. I felt like part of a secret tribe, as the MC described it, I loved that feeling. At one point, we were asked if anyone in the audience was running the Miwok 100k this coming weekend – at least 20 or so put their hands up, and I realised that I was probably one of the weakest runners there. It didn’t bother me particularly – the trails humble you every time you go out and run them. But I did feel like a bit of a running fraud, in that company! I kept my Half-Marathon limit to myself🙂
The films were a mixed bag. Most were very good; a few seemed a little disjointed and rambling such as the Salomon Running ‘5 races, 5 continents‘ which combined a number of their wonderful short films but in a rather confusing way. Lots of beautiful shots but no real story.
My favourites were:
- In the High Country – the Anton Krupicka movie. I do have a major crush on this guy, despite him NOT being my type at all, so I thoroughly enjoyed the lingering shots of him running along almost nekkid. But seriously, it was a beautiful film talking about the relationship between man and mountain. It also had a cracking shot of his feet which I recreated at home for your pleasure.
I really enjoyed the bit when they focussed on his big toe and it was actually split.
- Running The Edge’ – the story of Scott Jaime and his Fastest Known Time on the 486 mile Colorado Trail. I loved this and found it really inspirational, especially at the end when he talked about pushing our boundaries and getting out of our comfort zone. I’m tracking this down for the Husband for his Ironman training. NB: Mr Jaime is also not ugly.
- Mountain Runner – Sarah Ridgeway. I was utterly convinced that Sarah Ridgeway was from New Zealand, and I gasped at the beautiful NZ scenery, only to discover at the end that the girl is Welsh and it was filmed in Wales. But I loved this short film of a girl and her dog running some amazing, green hills.
My only criticism was that, of the 11 films, only 3 films really featured female runners, and these were also the shorter films. I understand that there may not be more films about female runners out there to show, but bearing in mind the amazing female ultra and trail runners out there, it felt like something that the industry should address!
There was Sam’s Chowder Truck for food during the break, (thank goodness), a raffle which I didn’t win and a quick Q&A with some local trail running peeps. All in all, it was a great night out that left me really honoured and grateful to be in this ‘tribe’, even in a small capacity.
This week’s running involved very little trail, but it did involve some wildlife.
Saturday. 6.6 miles at 8.50 pace
Weekends are mainly about the Husband’s IronMan training at the moment, but I snuck out for six windy miles (the weather, not me personally) which was really nice.
Monday: 6 miles at a mystery pace
On Monday, I planned a 6 mile tempo run. My plan was 2 x (1 mile normal pace, 2 miles tempo). However it soon became apparent that I am not as fit or as fast as I was a few months ago, which is fine…I’m just going to get back at it. But by mile 5, I knew I’d need to slow down for the last mile. So I did, and ran mile 6 slowly, feeling a bit pathetic. And there, ahead on the paved Bay Trail in a residential area, I saw a lady in front, stopped, wildly gesticulating. As I grew closer, she pointed frantically at the floor, and I saw this guy.
He was only a harmless gopher snake, not a rattler, but my word he was big! The picture is deceptive, he was over a metre long. I am SO grateful I didn’t run M6 at tempo or I might have stepped on him! Shudder. I have no idea what my running time was as I forgot to stop my watch as I watched the groundsman pick him up, hissing and writhing, and lob him back into the marshes. Ugh.
Wednesday – 4.5 miles hill repeats
It was SO hot today but it was time for hill repeats at Seal Point Park. I ran a little half mile loop up the hill, along the top, down the steps and back to the start. I was INCREDIBLY cautious on the hundred yards on a little trail through long grass after Monday’s wildlife encounter, but no reptile sighting today. Phew! Ten repeats in the heat. I felt super-hardcore!
And now it’s the weekend. Happy weekend, everyone!