I met up with GZ for my first trip up Bear Mountain. 3600ft of climbing in a few miles. Sitting on the top I can look straight across to my neighborhood just a few miles from the mountain which gives me an idea for a route up Bear from home. GZ ate shit a couple of times. I was behind him and the view of someone hitting the ground while descending at 9mph is quite spectacular. On the second fall which was initiated by an ankle roll, I had to bail on him while he limped back to the car. My wife had to leave for work by 11:45 and I was cutting in too close as it was. Sorry GZ!
And yesterday was a double stroller run for 1:35. I wore my GPS and HRM just to see what kind of stress I was under. At one point while churning up a very steep switchback at ~8700ft altitude I was hitting 30:00 mile pace with a HR of 165. Ouch. I feel that run in every muscle today.