<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072255412328333130</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:08:39.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saltwater 5000</title><subtitle type='html'>Touch the Ocean.  Run to the Top of Saddleback Mt.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltwater5000.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072255412328333130/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltwater5000.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saltwater Runners</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15403237005520388580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072255412328333130.post-3035605472671557208</id><published>2010-12-14T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:44:23.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saltwater 5000 - 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg9ZOApxZI/AAAAAAAAACw/TF11eHet3a4/s1600/P1090894.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg9ZOApxZI/AAAAAAAAACw/TF11eHet3a4/s320/P1090894.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;On December 11, 2010, for the seventh consecutive year, under a dark and foggy sky, eleven of us reached down and touched the Pacific Ocean then turned to run to the top of Saddleback Mountain. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg96Os1-HI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YNKUJcAWTUI/s1600/P1090882.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg96Os1-HI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YNKUJcAWTUI/s200/P1090882.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;We touched the cool Pacific water at exactly 5:40 am, a mere ten minutes after our designated start time. &amp;nbsp;Not much of a delay given the certain flat tire that had to be changed on Beano’s truck on the way to the start. &amp;nbsp;But there was no flat tire, we later discovered, only lazy sods that couldn’t get out of bed on time. &amp;nbsp;The running gods didn’t take kindly to this little tale and, well, they made sure the tire eventually did become flat, but not until the crew was on a mountain road five hours into the run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg7WHE3oII/AAAAAAAAACs/zJkpJzbEhjs/s1600/P1090902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg7WHE3oII/AAAAAAAAACs/zJkpJzbEhjs/s200/P1090902.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;There are things you learn when you run from sea level to 5,687’ in December in Southern California seven years in a row. One of those things is you have to be prepared for extreme weather, blazing heat or freezing cold. &amp;nbsp;This year the weather was made to order. &amp;nbsp;As we made our way out of El Moro canyon the sunrise offered some of the most brilliant skies we’ve witnessed in years. &amp;nbsp;A low, dense fog lurked whimsically in the coastal canyons and the sky grew brighter with every step. &amp;nbsp;In the distance loomed the mile high finish line of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Saddleback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt; Mountain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg6w6w3-nI/AAAAAAAAACo/65TcoeyHADA/s1600/P1090899.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg6w6w3-nI/AAAAAAAAACo/65TcoeyHADA/s320/P1090899.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As the day wore on, the temperatures rose, tempers flared and self doubt began to take its ugly toll. &amp;nbsp;Kevin S, who had declared himself out of this year’s run before the start, only to be talked back into it by several SW veterans, pulled the rip cord at the electrical grid, admitting his legs didn’t have the miles in them. &amp;nbsp;Filling in for Kevin was none other than Bill R, a Saltwater sophomore, who appeared from the mist around mile six like a mystical Stevie Nicks adorned with colorful scarf and accoutrements. &amp;nbsp;Note to running gods: alarm clocks don’t wake mystics.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg-7HzdO4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/JwQs_AIylkc/s1600/P1090905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg-7HzdO4I/AAAAAAAAAC8/JwQs_AIylkc/s320/P1090905.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhALnctKuI/AAAAAAAAADE/zc26NqoCEPE/s1600/P1100017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="112" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhALnctKuI/AAAAAAAAADE/zc26NqoCEPE/s200/P1100017.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;As the runners made their way through the ‘hood’ section of the run, the crew was beginning to assemble at the skate park. &amp;nbsp;Like crews in most running events, the Saltwater crew helps runners with hydration and nutrition. &amp;nbsp;But unlike crews in other running events, the Saltwater crew takes Saltwater 5000 from a cool slogan, a nice dinner conversation, to a reality. This year it took three &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;SUVs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt; to get the aid to the top of the mountain and then drive the runners down the mountain. &amp;nbsp;And the stark truth is that this run wouldn’t happen without the crew support. &amp;nbsp;Al C, the original Saltwater crew, has been there every year. &amp;nbsp;Returning crew included Dawn, Trina, Marshall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Earnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt; and Cindy. &amp;nbsp;Each of them played a big role in seeing that the cranky and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;whiney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt; runners got what they needed, not what they deserved. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg_uY-tFzI/AAAAAAAAADA/Y7AHLTSTQDw/s1600/P1090983.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg_uY-tFzI/AAAAAAAAADA/Y7AHLTSTQDw/s320/P1090983.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;As the runners left the final aid station before the big mountain stage up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Modjeska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt; grade and Joplin trail, the running armada began to dissipate. &amp;nbsp;Rookies Mike F and Sena H were running with the wind, but rookie Chris C and returning Joe R were looking for life boats. &amp;nbsp;Chris, dealing with a serious bronchial infection, was battling every step from mile 25 on. &amp;nbsp;Joe seemed to be hampered by his new winter coat he was showing off. &amp;nbsp;Just ahead was Gerry W, seven time Saltwater veteran who will be celebrating his 70th birthday next year. &amp;nbsp;What followed was a lesson in patience and utter resolve, as all three runners just dug in, and pushed on, as one must do on this hot, ten mile segment that ascends 4,500 feet!. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhBqUDPRrI/AAAAAAAAADM/rzQ2T5npWho/s1600/P1090958+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhBqUDPRrI/AAAAAAAAADM/rzQ2T5npWho/s320/P1090958+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;It was, to all of us, a special day. &amp;nbsp;Eleven runners started and eleven runner finished. &amp;nbsp;We reached the summit with a few hours of daylight remaining. &amp;nbsp;At over a mile up, the summit offered the best views in all of Orange County. &amp;nbsp;Sitting with friends, drinking a beer, smoking a cigar and reminiscing over the days events while looking down at the world below. &amp;nbsp;Does it get any better than that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Keep it real Saltwater runners! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhB2jVDmkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NV8puyVeoGg/s1600/P1100004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhB2jVDmkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/NV8puyVeoGg/s320/P1100004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhB-SWESgI/AAAAAAAAADU/8N2qsyeMAeQ/s1600/P1090988.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhB-SWESgI/AAAAAAAAADU/8N2qsyeMAeQ/s320/P1090988.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhCFhrIYBI/AAAAAAAAADY/Op4zIWW6l6Q/s1600/P1100005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhCFhrIYBI/AAAAAAAAADY/Op4zIWW6l6Q/s320/P1100005.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhCP5mHuiI/AAAAAAAAADc/GUCqGBGS1UM/s1600/P1100020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQhCP5mHuiI/AAAAAAAAADc/GUCqGBGS1UM/s320/P1100020.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072255412328333130-3035605472671557208?l=saltwater5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltwater5000.blogspot.com/feeds/3035605472671557208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saltwater5000.blogspot.com/2010/12/saltwater-5000-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072255412328333130/posts/default/3035605472671557208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072255412328333130/posts/default/3035605472671557208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltwater5000.blogspot.com/2010/12/saltwater-5000-2010.html' title='Saltwater 5000 - 2010'/><author><name>Saltwater Runners</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15403237005520388580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TQg9ZOApxZI/AAAAAAAAACw/TF11eHet3a4/s72-c/P1090894.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4072255412328333130.post-1283046256068275759</id><published>2010-10-18T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T19:29:07.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TMJIWP759BI/AAAAAAAAACY/i08E4hBFi1k/s1600/Snow+Road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TMJIWP759BI/AAAAAAAAACY/i08E4hBFi1k/s200/Snow+Road.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;Welcome to the Saltwater 5000 website.&amp;nbsp; Saltwater 5000 is an endurance run started in 2004 by two Orange County runners, Will C and Jeff P. &amp;nbsp;The run starts at the shore of the Pacific Ocean and ends at the highest point in Orange County -- the top of Saddleback Mountain. Many have asked us why we do this.&amp;nbsp; To that we say...why not? Life is a journey. Peering down from the top of a mountain 5,687' high to the ocean 32 miles away and touched just a few hours earlier gives a fresh perspective on life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4072255412328333130-1283046256068275759?l=saltwater5000.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saltwater5000.blogspot.com/feeds/1283046256068275759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://saltwater5000.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-beginning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072255412328333130/posts/default/1283046256068275759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4072255412328333130/posts/default/1283046256068275759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saltwater5000.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>Saltwater Runners</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15403237005520388580</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xPAy4Qbk6Kw/TMJIWP759BI/AAAAAAAAACY/i08E4hBFi1k/s72-c/Snow+Road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
