Some success in the BUC cirlces!

Star BUC member N is a new national champ at 100 miles, and honorary member M (who used to live in Bozeman but now resides a bit northwest of here) took the male honors at the the 100 mile champs in Tahoe. Go BUC!

Temps are hot here (for Montana). Snow is finally in full retreat. Finally runs can head far into the hills. (See previous post.) Our three months of summer are quite a treat.

On a technical note, mileage postings have been sporadic lately, in part because our mileage-increasing-machine (aka Tony) has been out of commission. Sounds like he'll be that way for awhile. (Who would have guessed that consistent 200+ mile weeks could cause injuries?!)

So I've devised a new geek-inspired formula to record our mileage, m:

m = E/(c^2),

where E = estimated weekly average of all Bozeman Ultra Crew members, and c = (e/pi) ~ 0.865.

That puts last week's collective mileage at 80. (Not that anyone cares.)

Dog Days of Summer

No weekly mileage this week. Not because we haven't been running, but because our mileage-increaser has not been posting. What's the point of listing mileage if you can't lie about it a bit.

Meet another proud BUC member, D. He enjoys rough trails, heel injuries, and nihilism. He's also a huge Rambo fan (see photo below).

Not only does J enjoy long walks on the beach and cheetos before a race, but once in awhile he takes his dog R running. Mostly it consists of R running ahead and then waiting, and then waiting some more. Finally, when he's had enough we head back to the car. Here is R waiting.
Back to work.

Long Overdue...An Introduction to the BUC

One of the BUCs many dogs (90lb. beast on the left) playing with what appears to be a black bear.

Well it seems as if one of the BUCs (we'll call him J) has been our sole poster thus far to this blog that noone reads. So, to provide a little background, here is a short introduction to two members of the BUC (Bozeman Ultra Crew).

Meet J....He likes long walks on the beach, reading daily horoscopes, writing loads of code to try and make himself faster, math, and occasionally running.

J... ingesting his pre-race ritual Cheetos at the start of the

Bighorn 100 (notice fashion before function in running attire).

Next, meet E. E enjoys gouda, bacon (despite being a vegetarian), and subjecting himself to pain a decent amount of time.

E's feet contemplating the reason they were forced to run 100

miles in less than dry conditions.

Well, there you have it-two members of BUC.
Nice to meet you!

Weekly mileage

Weekly mileage=LOW. In part because our mileage-increaser, Tony, hasn't been posting. And most of us were chillin' after Bighorn and the non-Western States. So instead of talking about each run and how we felt, and our pace, etc., it would be wise to dispense with some pearls of wisdom (from the recent Dallas visitation--see previous post).

Pearl 1: If you're a Yankee, never, ever, ever do intervals on a track in Texas in the summer at 6pm in the evening. You could die. Seriously.

Pearl 2: Texas has good margaritas! (Especially after pulling something stupid like in #1.)

Wrong turn?

Ah, Southern food. One BUC is down in Texas for a few days. Can you stomach deep-fried catfish, mushy green beans, and corn literally soaked in butter? If you can, you're ready for Dallas! "Bubba's" is the eatery in the photo.