You’ve heard about it before and frankly, you’ll probably be hearing about it through the month of June and beyond, mainly because right now I am pumped (and a little terrified) and once it’s over…I will feel like a boss. Anyway, I’m running the Leadville Heavy Half Marathon on June 29 and amidst trying to figure out a suitable training plan, I’ve been focusing on getting my endurance up with some 6-8 mile runs four times a week, while throwing in a few climbs, either on skis or in running shoes or hiking boots. So far, so good, although I am FAR from conquering a 3700 (yes that is THREE THOUSAND SEVEN HUNDRED!) vertical foot climb.
That said the last few weeks I’ve clocked the majority of my mileage on three routes:
1) The Lake Dillon Bike Trail: an 18 mile trail that leads you around the scenic Lake Dillon Reservoir and surrounding marshlands, up and into Dillon, over the Dam Road and into Frisco, before heading over Swan Mountain and back into Summit Cove and Dillon. I usually start the run at Cemetery Road and make an out and back trip to the Dam. It’s a little over six miles, but offers expansive views of Keystone Mountain, Mt. Guyot, and the Tenmile Range.
2) Landfill Road (far more scenic that it sounds): yes you are running a mile up a big hill (no idea on vertical here…) that serves as an entry point into the Summit County Resource Allocation Park (aka a landfill), but the top of the incline offers you Norman Rockwell-esq views of Keystone, Dillon, and Summit Cove that are unlike the views you’ll get from just about any other road in the area. Just make sure the wind direction doesn’t place you downwind of the landfill, otherwise you’ll be in for an unpleasant whiff last week’s dinner.
3) Up Montezuma Road to Peru Creek and back: four uphill miles out and four downhill miles back into River Run. Talk about serenity, rarely do you encounter another person, but for the occasional pick-up with a snowmobile on the back. I’ve heard that it’s a popular place for cyclists to challenge themselves with some uphill climbs as the warmer months roll in, but thus far it’s usually just me, the sound of my footsteps, the Snake River, and the Aspens quakin’ away.
I’m still looking for that running partner, so give me a shout if you’re interested in a jog!