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STONETRIGGER PRESS with Hilary Lorenz
Work Exchange Summer Printing Residency

You want a vacation, you want to make prints but have limited funds. Maybe you want to make art in a beautiful place and help develop a new printshop and residency program. Whatever your reasons, here is the deal:

I built a gorgeous 26′ x 25′ adode and stone printmaking studio in Abiquiu, New Mexico, Georgia O’Keefe country and I need help. The tables are built, the two Charles Brand etching presses are in place, but the finishing touches such as an aquatint box, an organizational system, plus fencing, and landscaping on the 2 acres need to happen. I am offering a work exchange, free shared housing and full use of the studio for your help.  An average workday is four hours, the rest is yours to make art, run, hike, swim, bike, explore, you name it. Location is very rural, 50 miles NW from Santa Fe. Wi-Fi, phone, water and electric in house. Studio is passive solar, no water yet. I invite all motivated, curious, handwork printmakers who also have great ideas to come. Length of time flexible, 3 days to 3 weeks, number of people flexible, dogs flexible.  June through August could be extended. Curious? Email for more info: hilary@hilarylorenz.com

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Last Fall’s Marathon?!

ImageAs a blogger I am a slacker, so a quick catch up for my Nov 18th post. After the NYC marathon was cancelled I got invited to run the Brooklyn Marathon, a 9 loop course in Prospect Park in Brooklyn, NY.

I had not idea how it would go. I ran a 10 mile race in this park and it about killed me. There is one long one mile uphill, but of course that leads to a downhill on the other side. Briefly the loop course is my friend. I loved the loop course. I met up with my buddy Amy Copper and we decided to run together. It was a blast. The loops went by in no time and suddenly I was looking at the last six miles when my usual training buddies David and Patrick showed up. I quickly sided up to their fresh legs and focused in to the finish. At one point David asked if I wanted to know how fast I was going, and I simply replied “no” just keep going.

I crossed the line at 3:43. I won my age group  by over 18:00 and came in 27th overall woman out of 175. There were a total of 444 people in the race. I was in the top 25% male and female. I am pretty happy about it. Winter I have taken a break but I am now slowly gearing it back up.

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In 2011 I was schedule to run the NYC Marathon but I burned myself out running in New Mexico. I was new to the altitude and hot sun. I just could not get myself together in time to run in November so I postponed to 2012.  This year 2012 I was on a good track. I ran smartly over the summer in New Mexico, I was ready to finish off the next 10 weeks of training in NYC. Well of course you all know the NYC Marathon was cancelled.

I am avoiding all the political fighting about it but I will say I have very mixed feelings. I hoped it cancelled only for personal reasons. I had been sitting in the dark and cold for a week. I was one of the many of 1,000 of people in SoPo. (South of the power grid in NYC) I was highly stressed and I could not imagine pulling off running a marathon.  On the day it was to take place 1,000′s of runners showed up in Central Park to run 26.2 anyway. I planned on only 20, but quit at 18. My knee which never hurts, hurt. My whole body ached. I woke up the net day feeling like I was hit by a truck. I felt terrible.

The night before that run I got a call from Megan Coryat, President of Front Runners New York. She was calling with great news. The Brooklyn Marathon organizers was offered two competitive slots, one male, one female to NYC teams for the Nov. 18th event and they offered me the female slot. I was thrilled, honored, and suddenly terrified because I felt like I need to produce.The course is brutal. It just might be the hardest thing I ever run. The whole marathon takes place in a 3 mile park with steep 1 mile long hill. It is lap after lap of that mile hill. I know my legs will be screaming. I have run 10 miles in that park and it was hard!

The problem now is I have a terrible cold. I had terrible burning in my lungs last week after a run then as of Sunday I felt pretty bad. I came home from work Monday and took a nap then ran an easy 3.62 miles. The running felt r good, but as soon as I stopped I was coughing up a lung.  If could get this crap out of my lungs I might be okay, but so far nothing is moving. Today I did not run. I got acupuncture, herbs and cold pills. I took a hot bath  to take the chills off, ate hot soup, and I am now drinking hot tea. I have 5 days. But I do  need to run 3-4 miles on each of those days. I am keeping my fingers crossed, but I am feeling like I should give up Fall Marathons. Run a spring marathon and focus on short distance in the fall. My last two marathons seasons are really a bust. I am going to hold out all the way until 8am on Sunday and hope that I show up at the start line. I will show up on the start line.

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November 1, 2012

The first day out of the Lower East Side, out of the cold, out of the darkness and in an area of phone reception and Internet. Ah yes, my office at Long Island University in downtown Brooklyn. I have never been so happy to get here, but it was not without incident.

Good news is the NYC Marathon is on and I am rested and happy to run to on Sunday.  I slept more in the last few days since the Con Edison 14th Street plant blew up leaving us in the dark; it is just 14 blocks from my apartment.

A video of the plant blowing up from the other side of the river in Brooklyn:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fYC7sV1Kj9o .
as was this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4gtNgauQlIE .

In Manhattan from 34th Street down to Battery Park City, east to west there is no electricity which means no hot water, and in some buildings no water at all,  no internet, no charging cell phone, but most cell phones do not work  anyway since many of  the towers went down. We are in a media blackout and as well as a dark city.

Honestly losing the lights and heat unto itself is not a big deal it is like camping, but last night I wanted a shower and I had enough. I tried to get out of Manhattan and it was impossible. Cars are allowed into the city and it is jammed bumper to bumper and people are being extra assholes. None of the street lights work and there are almost no traffic cops so the cars speed down long stretches not slowing, let alone stopping at the cross streets for other cars or pedestrians. A friend who had to drive to work, said it took three hours to go less than 3 miles. Because he is handicapped he could not walk. Plus there is no gas. The gas stations cannot work without electricity and where there is electric they ran out of gas, so we really are trapped.  I can ride my bike or run but I can’t bring my dogs with me, so I am staying.

Then there is the problem of  people feeling the need to buy huge amounts of crap in Brooklyn where services are working. As I rode my bike onto the Manhattan Bridge  (to come to LIU) a guy with what looked like a whole fucking kitchen table strapped to his back came flying down the bridge ran into my lane and hit me with the giant object, throwing me and my bike into the guard rail. It slammed my arm into the metal in one direction my hand in the other. After holding up to the stress this week I felt the tears come, then figured it would feel really good to cry, but just as I started to cry and pry my arm out of the fence, the next person riding down says, “that is a really bad place to stop.” No kidding, but can I at least get my arm back and make sure my hand is not broke?”  and that piece of dog crap that hit me kept going. “Oh, do I found stressed out?” Yes, a little bit. I have some anger going. As most of you know I am an easygoing person but I could have  pummeled that guy with his stupid table.

One of the coffee shops opened today. They must have brought the coffee brought in,  the place was lit with candles.  It was nice to have hot coffee. My refrigerator is completely empty having to throw everything out. Last night  7 of my neighbors came over;  we drank wine, had delicious lasagna, rice pudding, streamed vegetables, basically we emptied what was still good in our houses and cooked it on my gas stove. The night before I went to David’s and 4 of us made pizzas and ate leftovers in the dark. But from here on out it will be rice, oatmeal or other no-perishables. (Now if only a grocery store was open.) I am really happy that I have water. The 16 story buildings just three blocks away, buildings that are massive, have no water at all.

The dark neighborhood  of course is the perfect opportunity for crime. With no ATM’s working, people are carrying around more cash than they normally would, and the number of armed muggings has taken off. I was surprised to see  cops walking my street on Tuesday night when I came home about 10:30pm in pitch-blackness trying not to step on the plethora of rats that are no about.  There are more and more police present.

That is the update from the Lower East Side. I am off to find some dog food and something really tasty for myself. Tonight David, Patrick and I are going to the Marathon Expo to pick up our numbers. I may still try to get out of Manhattan, I would love a nice long hot bath and a good rest.  I am going to have to skip my special marathon haircut since no salon is open. It is hard telling how long it will be before we have electric. I have heard anything from 4 days to 2 weeks. I can’t say when I will be back on-line, but I am doing fine. I have great friends in the neighborhood and want to be with them.

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Looking Good! Oh NO!

A few weeks ago I got two compliments in the same week that “I looked good.” My first thought was, “oh, crap I am getting fat.”

Imagine my delight (reinforcing my belief that I do NOT  body dysmorphic disorder) when I read this in the 1977 Complete Book of Running chapter on “Getting Thin:

“A runner in good condition weighs not more than two pounds per inch of height. A man not more than 5-10 percent body fat; a woman is about 15 to 20 percent. ….Ted Corbitt, the former Olympic marathoner mentions in Chapter 2, “When people tell you how good you look, you can be sure you are not fit. If you don’t look gaunt you’re out of shape.” Dr. Alan Clark, the same physician cited in Chapter 2 as an advocate of aerobic exercise instead of tranquilizers, told me that after six months on a running program “friends would approach my wife in private and speak with a concerned air about my gaunt appearance and ask how long I had been ill. Her explanation-that I was long-distance runner-would leave them scratching their heads.”

James E. Fixx, The Complete Book of Running, pg. 75, 1977

In the next week I am asked if I am ill, or told that I looked gaunt I will know I am ready for the marathon! If not, I will just wing it and run as hard as I can. Surely at the finish I will look ill.

 

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The pleasure that conceals itself in pain is familiar to most runners. At the finish of the 1975 Boston Marathon a spectator named Kitty Davis noticed a runner crying. His face was contorted like a child’s and tears were running down his weather-tanned cheeks.

“Why are you crying, sir?” Mrs. Davis asked. “Are you hurt?”

“No,” the runner replied, “I’m crying because I am so happy.”

Perhaps, then there is in us a need to experience pain, and through it pleasure.

James E. FIxx “The Compete Book of Running” ©1977

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ING NYC Marathon

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Twelve more days until the NYC Marathon. And in celebration I am going to post daily quotes from the 1977 “Complete Book of Running by James E. Fixx. The first book I owned as a Junior High School beginning miler. Reading it today is a refreshing and simple look back into the uncomplicated days of running.

“Of course runners feel better; become thinner; probably live longer; have a better sex life, and drink and smoke less than their sedentary companions, but they are also likely to acquire a “high” from running, increased their self-esteem, be better able to cope with pressure and tension, feel surges of joy, discover that apparently insoluble problems dissolve, and even achieve, however temporary, a state of serenity that carries over into their daily lives.”

Thank you Jim Fixx.

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Summer 2012 I drove to New Mexico over a 4 day period with dogs in the car.Image

I stopped along the way to look at Cadillac Ranch in Amarillo, TXImage

I ran a half marathon trail race called, “Run the Caldera” in the Jemez Mountains. I placed 7th in my AG.Image

I hiked the Truchas Peaks.Image

I hiked Wheeler Mountain the tallest in New Mexico, about 3 times, maybe 4.Image

I built tables for my new studio in Abiquiu, NMImage

I taught a little workshop to good friends in my studio. Image

I climbed my first 14,000 mountain, Sneffles in CO.Image

and my second, La Plata also in CO.

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and my third and fourth Challenger and Kit Carson but I don’t have photos.

I bought 8 tons of pretty dirt for landscaping. Image

I put up 400 feet of fence, both field fence and coyote fence. Image

I went to the Lowrider Car show in Espanola. Image

I did a lot of trail running with the Santa Fe Striders.
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I climbed the Pedernal in Abiquiu and saw a horned toad.Image

 

Then went back to climb it again.

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I watched a lot of storms.

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And I had a really good time!

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When I am not actively running, I think about running. The toughest part about being in my NM hideaway is all the chores I have, like table making, fence building and weed pulling, not to mention my pretty extreme isolation. So to remedy almost all of things I bring you my first Desert Functional Fitness  video:

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Last week during the mountain run with my buddies, one guy said, while laughing “Get ready for your first 2.5 hour 1/2 marathon.” I thought he was joking, how in the world could it take 2.5 hours to run 13 miles?Well today I can tell you.

I was excited to “Run the Caldera”.  In case you don’t know, a Caldera is a collapse of land following a volcanic eruption.

Each year there is a 10k, 1/2 marathon and marathon. The actual race, at least the 1/2 does not go into the Caldera but rather it is run in the mountains, beginning at 7,853 ft and going to 8,857 ft.  I checked out the times from last year, to see who the competition was. The fastest woman was 1:45, the second fastest 2:01. The fastest man 1:39 second fastest man 1:47.  The fastest woman in my age group ran a 2:18. Wow, I thought, this is really slow. I should do okay; my last 1/2 was 1:44 on the road, and so on the trail I figured 2:00 or 2:10. I failed to look up who these people are, only their times.  Boy am I naive.

I scouted the start the day before. It is 63 miles from home and I wanted to make sure I got there on time. It was a beautiful drive that goes through the slightly creepy slightly intriguing Los Alamos. It only took 1.5 hours to get there and was easy to find.

Race morning I woke nauseous and with overactive intestines. I could not eat anything and was most worried about dehydration. I woke several times during the night with a dry mouth but I continued to drink electrolyte water, maybe too much electrolyte water. In the morning I ran the dogs, got dressed and was out the door. I felt better during the drive. I arrived five minutes after the marathon, and had just under an hour to wait for my start. During that time I ate a banana, went to the port-o-john four times and jogged for about ten minutes and did a few drills.

At the line up, everyone stood around casually. The only people to go right to the start line were Los Alamos Cross Country high school boys. We were given directions that we would run on logging roads, over a substantial amount of grassy fields without any trails, up extremely steep inclines of soft sand and rocks and over rivers. He forgot to mention though a field of prairie dog homes with random big holes. I had been forewarned to walk the hill and that I will catch back up to the people who tried to run them, and that was my plan.

I started easy and slow, taking my time. My first mile was very slow, a 9:44 but by mile 4 my overall average was 9:15 as I was able to speed up to 8:00.  I thought if I could average 9:15′s miles give or take I could finish in around 2 hours. Then the big hills started. In the next two miles I climbed just under 1,000′ and was at 8,857′ of elevation. Mile 6 and 7 took me 13:30 and 18:21. The hill was so steep I was almost on my hands and knees. The ground was soft sand filled with rocks. It was a slow going but with awesome views of the mountains. For the next two miles the decent started but my technical downhill running on rocks and soft sand is not good so I was not able to take advantage of it. In mile 10 I went back up 254 feet. And speaking of feet, mine were killing me! I have to buy trail shoes. The bottoms of my feet hurt, my hips hurt, my quads hurt, everything hurt and I was alternating walking and trotting. I met lovely women from Albuquerque. She talked about the trails in ABQ and invited me to come down.  I passed her on the downhills but she later caught up with me on the grassy flats and took off. I could not catch her.

In the last mile I promised myself I would only run, no walking. But when faced with another 105 foot uphill I walked. I just couldn’t take it. Then I looked at my watch. In 4 minutes it would be two hours and thirty minutes. I had about a half mile to go. I had to do it. I picked up the pace, I passed two people, then I passed another guy, suddenly I saw the little house on the opposite side of the start, I ran faster. A guy hobbling on the trail stepped aside. A crowd cheered and a guy yelled,” that is the way to finish it. ” He must be talking to me, I thought.  I pushed harder. My legs got going, I passed 5 people, and I saw the clock and finished with 30 seconds to spare. My lungs felt like they had stuck together. I crossed the finish line and had the same feeling I had when I fell off a tire swing flat on my back as a kid and got the wind knocked out of me. Luckily it only lasted a couple seconds and I was handed my shiny new metal. My fastest pace on the last mile was 6:39.

The final results are not posted but I know was lower than 24th woman and beyond 4 in my age group. There are a lot of super athletes and ultra runners there. A woman who ran the 2004 Olympic marathon trials won the marathon.  Once I know the full results I will post them along with the pictures.

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