| 28-29 September 2002. Hike #10 and 11
Day One
Day Two
Six months ago, if someone asked me to go on a 15 mile ruck for fun, i'd look at them like they were crazy. If they asked me, futher, to do TWO, back to back, I'd call the sanitarium. Progress. I had a three day weekend so I decided it was a good time to see how far along in my training I've come. I figured if I turned into a pretzel I had that third day to recover. I started off with two strikes against me however. I'd stayed up a bit too late and didn't wake up NEARLY as early as I would have liked. Add to that the bit of drinking Firday night and I wasn't even close to being sufficiently hydrated. Those two factors hurt me considerably (literally). Headed up to Zakimi-jo ruins and connected with 58, which i either used, or paralleled the entire way up north. Stopped a bit north of Serigaki and pitched my tent (a Eureka Zeus Exo 1) on the Beach. I didn't sleep very well. I wasn't sure how far up the beach the water would reach (at high tide) so i pitched the tent too close to the road...meaning i had to listen to cars and those ANNOYINGLY loud frickin japanese motorcyclists ALL NIGHT. Sigh. Sunday morning i crawled out of my tent around 0530. (I didn't get a drop of condensation on the inside, btw. There was a smattering of water on the outside of the vestibule however) I had my breakfast (the powerbar was left over from saturday's snack foods) and I watched the sunrise as i dreamed about doing on the trail...On the way south i bypassed the castle ruins and just followed 58 to 6 and in to home. It shaved about a mile and a major hill climb off my route. I was starting to run low on water and I was too stubborn to stop in a store somewhere to get more. On both Saturday and Sunday I took a bit more of a relaxed approach than i normally do. I rested more often, about every hour to two hours, and had more to eat than normal. I also removed my boots and socks for each "long" break (>10 minutes). I didn't get any blisters all weekend, and i wasn't hobbling too much Sunday evening at home. Coincidence? I doubt it. I was able to keep to a 3 mph pace, which actually surprised me because I was hurting past the ten mile marks, both days. I felt like i was really slowing down, but apparently not. All in all...i'm quite pleased. The speed and ease of my recovery
was a PLEASANT surprise. I even considered going SCUBA diving sunday
night (but decided to play it safe and stay home, just in case).
Sunday morning, even after a horrid night's worth of fitful sleep, I was
still ready to head back out without any trouble. Next time I do
this, I'll make sure I'm properly hydrated before I start, and gun for
20/20. I'll continue my normal schedule of at least one hard charging
hike a week in the meantime.
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