Showing posts with label ultramarathon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ultramarathon. Show all posts

Monday, June 17, 2013

2013 Hawthorn Half Day 12-hour Race - Steph

Running. 12 hours. One day.
5k (3.1 mile) loop. Longest distance wins.


Ben signed us up for the Hawthorn Half Day ultra last week. He planned to run up to 50 miles to prepare for the Western States 100, while I decided to run up to the full 12 hours to push myself and see if I could. Since Dances With Dirt, we hadn't completed many long runs; Ben bruised/displaced a rib and had been struggling to let it heal, and I was just relaxing for a few weeks! You know that feeling of low motivation you get after a race?  Well, with the warmer weather and post-race-itis, I couldn't get my butt out the door... I was still getting out 5 times (maybe 6) per week thanks to group runs - so not really relaxing - but typically kept my mileage between 5-7 miles each run. Coming from super high-mileage 60-90 mile weeks earlier this year, that was quite a break.

On Saturday before the HHD, I started feeling kind of funny - sinuses dried out, general tiredness. When Monday rolled around, I was positive I'd caught some kind of cold. Coughing. Lots of coughing. This wouldn't be a big deal, but I was pretty worried about the rattling in my chest when I'd cough. UNfortunately, it turned out to be bronchitis, so I went home with a z-pak and a hope that I'd kick this thing within a few days. [I didn't start feeling any better until Thursday.] By Friday I felt about 90%. My cough sounded much worse than I felt. I wasn't sure how Saturday would go, but I felt well enough to run and didn't really sweat it.

Race Prep
If you've read any of my other ultra race reports, you know I don't do a lot of pre-race planning. This time was a little different! I'm doing the Whole30, a 30-day jump-start to change the way I choose and think about food. And because this is a new way of eating for me, most of my race prep was about planning and packing nutrition. Gone are the days of PB&Js and super-sugary energy gels, which were good for a quick boost and then a slight crash (then rinse and repeat). I really had to get my nutrition plan ready before the beginning of the race this time.

I'll probably put together another post outlining how I made it through the race on a completely different eating regimen than my usual run-gel-run-pbj-run-pbj-run-pbj-run-gel/salted potato routine. Here's the gang of food I actually packed and ready in a cooler:

-Sweet-
  • Ignite Naturals Reload energy gel.
  • Sweet potatoes - pureed with applesauce in a gel flask.
  • Apple juice
  • Baby food - not an intentional Whole30 move. I've been experimenting with this for a while.
  • Endurolytes
  • Vespa
  • Larabars and homemade "Larabars" - I made some key lime homemade larabars the night before the race. Cashews, walnuts, dates, lime! Delicious!
-Salty-
  • Prosciutto
  • Sweet potato, in chunks, with a container of salt. 
  • Aidell's Chicken & Apple sausage (Kroger) - cut into chunks

- Recovery/Post-WO Food Plan -

As far as other things I had ready for race day:
  • I put a good Rhapsody playlist on my (borrowed) mp3 player.
  • Flip Belt! Because of the way the race is set up, I never had to go longer than 3 miles before an aid station, so I figured I'd pack light. I don't usually carry water or hydration packs anyway.
  • Change of clothes - including a full change of clothes for after the race, and an extra tank top for if it got hot enough to ditch sleeves. I usually pack extra socks, underwear, calf sleeves, shoes, and sports bra. I never know what I'll be running in/through (especially if on horse trails...)
  • Garmin - 910 I borrowed from Rick! My 610 doesn't have enough battery life to make it, but the 910 can last up to 20 hours.
  • The usual - sunglasses, running hat, sunblock, extra shoes, compression tights, calf sleeves
TIP: Bring a backpack and label the contents of the pockets to save time searching for things mid-race. (Same could apply to your food containers/cooler)

Race Day
We left Bloomington around 5:30am, expecting an hour drive (it was more like 1:15). Not surprisingly, we got there a little late, but had enough time to set up our camp (coolers on/under a folding table and a case of water), put on the right clothes, pick up timing chips, and hit the bathroom with - literally - 10 seconds to spare before the gun went off. The morning weather was so perfect! Cool, but not uncomfortable.

The Course
The first loop was all about getting familiar with the course. I was really surprised that there was so much non-traditional trail (~40%) on the course - we ran through a small parking lot, hit a few segments of paved path, and ran on some big gravel. Other than that, the other ~60% consisted of dirt and grass trails. Hills: There was one big hill on the course that had to be walked, and another little one that could've been run, but the grade was so awkward that I decided early on to walk it as well. Mixing in the paved trail/roads helped make me feel like I could get moving a little faster than on grass. The big gravel was just rough in general - oy! The course itself was extremely well-marked with arrows and tape for directional markings, and nearly every single root and rock was painted to help us tired fall-prone runners. The race directors did an excellent job with this!

I don't have a lot of photos, but you can find a fellow runner's video summary of the race - including some shots of the course and runners village (aid station) - in Charles Moman's videos here and here.

A 5k loop? Mind-numbing, you say? Think about it: running about 3 miles max before you hit an aid station. The aid station, fully stocked with whatever you choose (to bring). Predictable course. Mostly flat loops (minus 2-ish still-small walkable hills). You never end up in no-man's land because it's only 3 miles. Easy for spectators. C'mon, it's a great setup! [In all fairness, my first marathon was a 26 x 1-mile loop]

The Run...
I'll recap everything that I can recall, but no guarantees - it's all going to be pretty approximate... the loops and miles just start to blend together after a while! I put together a map so you can follow along in the spots I'm about to mention. [And if you do this race, use this for reference!]



Loops 1-3: 
First reaction: "No one told me there were hills on this course!" Running the first few loops, I didn't feel a thing. Pace felt maybe a little bit fast for 50+ miles since I was running with Jesse for a lap or so. Everyone was really cheerful and energetic so it was good meeting and talking to people on the trail. Ben stayed back and chatted with some people so I went ahead and lost him temporarily. Jesse makes me laugh - he checked our speed and, doing the math, he saw that we were on pace for 83 miles. Honestly, I never really thought about it like that... I just thought about it like I was going out for a long run and I'd see where I ended up! Jesse was running as a fundraiser benefit for a friend, and he received plenty of pledge donations per-mile. More miles, more dollars raised.

In one of the early parts of the third loop, a bird flew out of a tree and didn't see me - I got smacked in the forehead by a wing or a tail feather as it flew by. [What are the odds: this is the second bird-related running incident I've had in the past month?!] I was really surprised when I finished the third loop, because it didn't seem like 9ish miles had gone by yet.


Loops 4-5:
Ben caught up with me and we ran together. From the very beginning, I'd been wearing my New Balance 1010 trail shoes, except I blew out part of the outer at DWD; since they were a safe bet and also because we didn't have my size/width at the store, I didn't want to run in a brand new pair of shoes. So, I started with the old ones.... which turned out to be a bad idea. The blowout let in a bunch of debris and little rocks in my shoes, which aggravated my feet. On top of that, the gravel was just too big to run on and I felt like I needed something more underfoot. I switched to my Newton Distance after loop 3 or 4 and it made a huge difference. Much softer! I wore those until the end. I also changed from my t-shirt into a tank top because it was already starting to get a little toasty out.

At the end of the 5th loop, my legs started feeling a little beat up. We commented on how it was starting to get warm on the lake stretch... I made a conscious decision to walk up the big hill (the one labeled "I love this hill") and up the little incline that was labeled "Bear left." The thing that got me through not stopping to walk for extended periods of time was giving myself a point, like the next arrow, at which I'd start running again.

Loops 6-10:
These miles blended together. Legs didn't feel any worse as the miles went on, but the one major change was that it was definitely much much warmer out on the lake stretch with the sun getting higher and hotter. (Earlier we talked about how it was bearable there primarily because of a breeze, and hoped it would continue throughout the day.) It was a clear day - not a cloud in sight. There was a moment during which I started feeling not-so-great, and I remember telling Ben, "I think I'm gonna have to stop and walk soon." The great part about these loops being 5k is that it's not too far until the aid station/runner camp, a good spot to relax, regroup, and reset. Mentally, I was starting to get exhausted and really relieved to reach our aid station table. I kept repeating to Ben: "I just want to hit 70. It would be so great if I could hit 70 miles."

Loops 11-13:
We pulled out our mp3 players at the 60k mark. It was such a good change of pace to have something to take my mind off of running for a bit. So Ben and I ran together while listening to music, and I felt like the mental distraction was really good for "tricking" me into running faster than I would have otherwise. Ben was such a good crew, even while running, helping by running ahead sometimes when we needed to have stuff prepared at the aid table - like ripping open a gel packet or pulling out my change of shoes.

Loops 14-18:
I realized after hearing the same songs multiple times that I must've downloaded only part of a playlist, or synced the wrong one. Argh! It's worse that this is the second time I've made this mistake. Sometime during the later part of these miles that I was finally able to un-pop my ears. With the bronchitis-related sinus issues I was having (I'll spare you the details), my right ear had been plugged up since I woke up. Finally got it and suddenly I could hear better! Little victories!!

Speaking of wins, we noticed the water spigots near the campsites for the first time in the later parts of our run together, just as it was getting hot. We stopped and I splashed my face, arms, and calf sleeves with water each time we came to this spot. It was a good chance to stop and feel refreshed!

Ben pulled off, finishing his 50 miles after lap 16. He continued to be a good crew and moved our camp table to a shady spot so I wouldn't have to hit the rest spot in the blinding sun. And, he'd been talking to our new friend, Lindsay, who had been set up at her runner's (Justin's) aid table next to us; around this time she let us have a bag of ice and cooler she'd brought...

...Later-ish:
It was around this point that I noticed the countdown clock for the first time, at around 4:30 to go. I'd run a loop and try to guess where the clock would be the next time I came through, somewhere around 32-38 minutes. I did a quick how-am-I-feeling check -- and strangely enough, my legs felt just the same amount of beat up at 20 miles, 30, 40, 50, 60, and 70 miles. No issues besides a little tightness in the hamstrings.

Nothing super notable here, besides seeing a big black snake on the trail. That was not so fun. I got a jolt of adrenaline after almost stepping on it.

6 laps left to go:
As I finished a lap, Ben started telling me that all I needed was to run 3 laps and I could walk 3 (at <14 min/mi pace) to match the course record. I was getting really mentally tired of going around and around for still another 3+ hours, so to break it down into "sets" of three laps like this was tremendously helpful in being able to.... chew it all. Knowing that I could walk?? Awesome! It was somewhere around this time that Ben recommended trying the running hat, since my head was getting hot! I headed off for the sixth-to-last lap to go.

As I started running, I started feeling a slight twinge in my foot. Minor concern... this is what put me in a boot after the Chicago Marathon! I kept running, paying attention to my running form, and - fortunately - it went away about a half mile later without ever coming back. I pressed on. Of course, it always seemed like the sky would cloud over as I was at my aid "table" and then the sun would come out full force when I got to the long sunny stretch around the lake. 

5 laps to go:
We discovered that the running hat was a good idea. Ben helped by putting ice in my hat AND in the back of my sports bra on every lap from here on out -- it was a lifesaver. It would still be a few hours before the sun would lay off, so this was so incredibly good at helping stay cool. In fact, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have finished or run like I did without the ice (THANK YOU, JUSTIN & LINDSAY!!!). The ice pack that Ben helped me with each lap would be perfectly melted by the time I returned back for the next lap.

As I ran with this lap, I started imagining walking or run-walking the remaining laps. So tempting!! I got excited at the idea of possibly walking the next lap, then running the one after that, and walking the last two. Or, running parts and walking parts within laps. The possibilities!!! Whatever I ended up doing, I couldn't do it until after this lap if I wanted to be safe. So, I kept going.

My mp3 player died at the end of this lap. I was really tired of listening to the same 10 songs, but since I'm such a creature of habit, felt kind of thrown off when the routine and rhythm I had gotten into was slightly disrupted. I was over it about a minute later.

4 laps to go:
Even though I had wanted to walk most of this lap, I decided it was smart to keep running through this - sun and all - so I could get far ahead enough to walk comfortably later. In other words, I didn't want to put myself in a time-crunch situation. So, I ran this lap too, and felt pretty good. In fact... I felt like I was going faster on this lap, because (like I mentioned earlier), sets of 3 laps were so much easier to digest than thinking about running 9 miles at a time. Again, little victories.

3 laps to go:
I really had a lot of intentions to walk these laps, but I wanted to keep the momentum I had from the last lap and I kept on running. This continued on... and I kept on feeling ok with the ice on my head and on my back, despite still plenty of sun. 

People suddenly got so much friendlier! Because we were so close to the finish, I think everyone was ready to be done and could taste the end of the 12 hours. A few people asked how many miles or laps I was at, and truthfully, I had no idea. I knew I was past 100k!

2 laps to go:
I headed off on my second-to-last lap. Partway into the lap, I met a very aggressive goose. I stopped, walked, didn't make eye contact... all those things. One bird-related incident for the day is enough, right? Let's not make it two. I snuck past the goose, and it chased me for a little ways. As I panicked a little, my mind started to devise ways to defend myself; kicking it was the best I could come up with. I continued on running pretty quickly with the adrenaline rush from my goose encounter. 
source: nataliedee.com

After this lap, Ben told me I was at a decision point. I could:
a) run the very last 5k lap in 40 minutes and then hang out for 5-10 minutes before I started on the half mile road loop in the last half hour of the race. The lap I'd just finished was somewhere around 36-38 minutes (I'd totally forgotten about the pit stop I made at the campground).
b) run two more 5k laps in ~35 minutes. Kind of faster, but doable.

I chose to run one last lap in 40 minutes (mostly because I didn't want to face off with the goose again).

1 lap to go (last lap):
I headed off for this lap, almost on a high from the excitement of being so close to done.... with the 5k loop, at least! I really didn't feel like I needed or wanted to walk, so I kept going. Legs still felt surprisingly good, even up the hills. I must've returned back to the aid station/base camp way before Ben expected me, because he was still lounging in the lawn chair. He hopped up and looked at his watch. I finished that lap in less than 35 minutes. Nice!

Since I was way ahead of time, I decided to head out for a very last - bonus - lap.

* Warning: Lots of excitement and exclamation marks ahead.

The bonus lap:
It was almost kind of eerie being out on this lap, since I encountered only two other runners on this loop. By this time, even though the sun was still out (and I still had a good amount of ice in the back of my sports bra), the sun was getting a little less strong. Finally! I did just as I did on every other lap, walking up the big hill. When I got to the "Bear Left" hill, I felt good enough to run up it. So close! The finish is near! (At least, the end of the 5k loops is done!)

Half Mile Loops:
The half mile loop was wonderful!! Like the groups of 3 5k loops, it was so much easier to bite off each half-mile loop at a time, as opposed to thinking about running 2 more miles. I thought I'd have time for only 2 or 3 laps, so I headed out. People were rolling (fast!) out on the half-mile road/parking lot loop! Caught up in the final moments of the entire 12 hours, I followed suit. It was crazy how short the half miles seemed compared to the 5ks! This was absolutely a-mazing. On such a short loop, I felt like I was flying! I saw Troy (who Ben had run with earlier in the day) through the trees a few times, and he was flying too!

I ran the three half-mile loops I knew I could get in without a problem. When I passed the time clock, I saw I had 7:39 (minutes-seconds) left to run a possibly fourth loop, so I headed out once more but with the intention of trying to run two more loops to make five. I took off, with my GPS pace reading at around <7 minutes per mile. After doing this for a few feet, my legs felt tired... and then they got really heavy... and didn't want to move this fast. I thought, "Hey, this kinda hurts. I think I'll stop running like this now," so I did. I trotted slowly and comfortably toward the finish of the fourth lap, not before seeing Ben. Ben who was standing on the side of the half-mile course, gave me grief for giving up on not squeezing out another full mile. I argued that I didn't have time left. He told me, "I bet you'll have four minutes left to do it. You can do that, easy."

Well, I got back to the timing clock. As much as I hated to admit it, he was right. I had 3:58 left to do another half mile. Possible? Ok, let's give it a shot.

I kept on going as fast as I could (given the circumstances of the past 11 hours and 56 minutes), made the turn as quickly as possible, and with probably 500 feet left of the loop, a car started awkwardly backing out of a parking spot, blocking the entire road we were running on! Me and another guy next to me both muttered, "Are you serious?!" and got around it as best we could. A quick glance at my pace told me I was sitting right on 7-minute pace.

Finish
Finishing was such a cool experience! There were tons of spectators, and so much clapping and cheering. What an amazing reminder of how joyous and inspiring race finish lines can be - whether you're running a 5k, marathon, half marathon, or an ultra... the crowd is what gets you through to the end! I used the energy and excitement from everyone to take me through to the finish, seeing Ben on the sideline about 20 yards of the end. With 15 seconds remaining on the clock when I crossed the finish line, I can confidently say that I squeezed as much mileage out of these 12 hours as I possibly could. (and Ben was right that I had time for a last lap)
The last steps - ignore that heel strike!

Post-Race
I was sopping wet from all of the melted ice and just realized it. Carefully, I changed into my compression tights to help recovery and grabbed a (recovery) bite to eat. We sat down with everyone in the picnic shelter, where the awards ceremony was held. It was so fun to be able to meet all of the people I'd seen on the course earlier! Maybe it's just me: I recognized each person best by seeing the back of his/her shirt. Ben and I had a good time sharing war stories with everyone and hearing theirs. It's sometimes really easy to just go home after a race, so this was a really good part of the event - the chance to hang out, have fun, and celebrate.
The medal

Outcome?
Ben won his age group, running 49.6 miles in 7 hours, 37 minutes!
I won the female overall award! We each went home with a medal and a trophy. Bartley win!

 

Other stats:
Ran 76.9 miles on the day
Broke the women's course record. Previous record: 71.2 mi set in 2012.
Third place overall finish. (By the way: Jesse won - running 78.4 mi!)
Average 9:02 min/mi while running
Average 9:39/mile including breaks between loops.
Projected 16:08 finish at this pace if I was insane enough to go 100 mi
Overall winner trophy weighs a solid 15.6 pounds
GPS: Strava  |  Garmin Connect

The immediate damage:
Everything was minor. Hooray!

  • Sacro-iliac (SI) joint was stuck. This just caused some tightness in my back. Huge shout to Dr. Mandy Smith at Indiana Spine & Sports for "fixing me" with ART & some minor adjustments (and to Ben for preemptively scheduling the appointment knowing what was to come!)
  • Tiny blister on foot - but that's it!
  • Tight hamstrings & hip flexors
  • Minor bruised toenail
  • Sore biceps, on the inside of my elbow. It must take more effort to keep my arms ~90º while running than I thought.
  • 1 horse fly bite
  • Roof of mouth torn up until two days after. I'll admit, this one's weird. There's a "scientific" reason why, and since the internet says it, it must be true. Everything I ate - in particular, acidic things like tomato sauce or vinegar, would burn and make the roof of my mouth feel like it was on fire! This is something so minor, but the second time I've experienced it -- it lasted 2 days this time.
Wins:

  • No plantar issues. I've been dealing with plantar fasciitis for months until a few weeks ago!
  • No foot metatarsal issues, besides the minor twinge I felt toward the end.
  • I'm not sunburned. Unbelievably. I ran Boston and got sunburned. Yet 12 hours in this and I'm not? Hmmm.
  • IT bands ok. Sometimes I get really horrible IT band pulling, causing pain on the knee (resulting in hobbling/limping because of this at Boston 2011)
  • Mostly stuck to Whole30. Besides small amounts of rice flour in the Endurolytes, honey in the Vespa, everything Whole30 went great! Energy levels stayed consistent throughout the day and I never once felt hungry.
Aftermath:
I want to eat... ALL the things! Can't.... stop... eating...! So... so... hungry...! And of the things I want to eat, I really want sugar. I'm not sure if this has to do with needing more sleep, but I'm craving something sugary and sweet. 
source: nataliedee.com

And last, although this is my fourth ultra, I still can't get over the struggle with a good night's sleep after the race. I'm always so achy and uncomfortable, it just hurts to move! So I try to put a positive spin on this: Yes, yes, surely that's accomplishment that I'm feeling.

Special Thanks
This has clearly been my longest race to date, and one that's pushed me beyond what I imagined I was capable of achieving. None of this would have happened without a few very important people (in no particular order):
  • Ben - for being my crew, semi-unexpectedly. Best crew ever. And also for making important calculations and decisions late in the day when my brain was in no condition for critical thinking. And for signing us up! (In addition: loaning me his mp3 player, driving to/from Terre Haute, cheering for me, for adding ice... the list goes on)
  • Bill & Mickey (Mama and Papa B) - for coming over to grill us a celebratory steak dinner... after 10pm.
  • Rick - for loaning me your Garmin 910 so I could see my splits after my own watch would have died. And for a good laugh (and compliment) on Facebook. Never say never.....!

  • Maria & Erin - for helping me figure out what food I was going to bring!
  • The BARA gang - for getting me out the door and a reason to run, even when I sometimes didn't feel like it.
  • Christy - for loaning me some Ignite Gels (while we wait for them to arrive on backorder). Huge help!
  • Justin & Lindsay - I'll say it again. I would not have finished this well without your generous "donation" and willingness to share the cooler of ice you had! Thank you, thank you, thank you!
  • Hawthorn Half Day Race Directors & staff - for hanging on, hanging out, and making this long day a spectacular one!
  • And to YOU - For reading this far and this long, you deserve a medal.

Friday, June 7, 2013

Whole30 + Fueling for an Ultra

Tomorrow, Ben & I are running the Hawthorn Half Day 12-hour ultramarathon and I'll be on Day 17 of the Whole30. This... will be yet another experiment.

The Hawthorn Half Day is a race in Terre Haute, IN that's as long as you want it to be: you run for up to 12 hours, and the person who runs the farthest wins. I could essentially run for 1 hour, take a nap for the next 11, and the distance I cover in the 3.1-mile loop course will count toward my mileage. When there's 1 hour left, the field gets moved to the 1/2 mile course; you get credit for loops you finish completely. Respect to the guy who logged 1 mile at the 2012 HHD on crutches!

Don't worry - I'll fill you in on the rest of the days leading up to this point, but as I plan ahead for the race (there's a first time for everything - I usually wing it!), I'm putting some serious though on what I need to fuel for the ultra.

Whole30 and Running So Far
It's been about two weeks of the Whole30. I have NO idea what to expect in terms of how my running will be, because most of my runs have been pretty lackluster lately. I haven't felt abundantly fantastic, but I haven't felt terrible either -- which was one of my huge worries going into this. Overall, I've been feeling like it's taking me a bit more effort to do what I used to do on a heavy diet of processed foods... just waiting for the body to figure out how to use the fuel I'm giving it! It's hard to call how this race is going to go right now, because sometimes I can feel blah going into these things and then surprise myself when it's go time.

  
Meanwhile, we finally captured my best - ever - totally staged running photo on Whole30 Day 5 in Boulder [left]! Most of the time I look like I'm walking [right - NYC 2011]... yay for looking speedy!


Whole30 Fueling for the Ultramarathon - The plan
After picking the brains of two of my favorite Whole30 girls, here's what I'm thinking I'll pack and prepare in my cooler (not including the kitchen sink):

-Sweet-
  • Ignite Naturals Reload energy gel - shout to Christy for letting me borrow some of her stash! This stuff is so popular they're still weeks on backorder.
  • Sweet potatoes - pureed. Possibly mixed with applesauce/coconut milk (?), in a gel flask. I take it straight. 
  • Apples/bananas - available at the aid stations every 5k. May bring my own.
  • Apple juice
  • Cashew nut butter
  • Dried fruit - mangoes, figs, dates
  • Baby food - confession: we started experimenting with this way before my Whole30 started. Gotta find one with the right not-too-watery consistency, and enough calories to last. 
  • Endurolytes - Guess what I just discovered?? A container of Tic-Tacs is the PERFECT dispenser for Endurolytes*! You're welcome, Ben. :) *Darn it, Endurolytes are not kosher. Will try S!Caps or Elete if I can find it in town, coconut water if I'm in a pinch.
  • Larabars and homemade "Larabars" - so many recipes (with Whole30 mods of course), so little time! I love love love the Key Lime Pie Larabar.


- Salty -
  • Prosciutto
  • Sweet potato, cut into chunks, and dipped into a container of salt. 
  • Hard-boiled eggs
  • Aidell's Chicken & Apple sausage - dare I? Food poisoning?

Recovery/Post-WO Food Plan
  • Sweet potatoes + veggie omelette + Aidell's sausage
  • Hard-boiled eggs
  • Leftover spaghetti squash & homemade tomato/meat sauce - turned out sooo good!!!
  • Bananas

Running Plan
My running plan for tomorrow's going to be pretty straightforward and simple - run, not too fast, and take breaks when I feel like it. Come with a good playlist. I won't be upset if I don't run for the whole 12 hours. I don't know a lot of about the course, besides that there are paved, grassy, and trail sections. Race starts at 7am and ends at 7pm, so think of me tomorrow. :) Here we go!

Thursday, May 16, 2013

2013 DWD Gnaw Bone 50 Mile - Ben


Where to start?  A year ago I ventured into the unknown by signing up for and successfully completing my first ultramarathon, the 2012 Dances With Dirt – Gnaw Bone 50 miler.  After a consistent and conservative 8 hours and 17 minutes I finished with a renewed interest in running and the hope for future possibilities spent on the trails.  I also finished with a qualifying time good enough to enter the lottery for the 2013 Western States 100 Mile Endurance Run… many in the BARA group had already shown their excitement of the possibility by urging me to enter.  So I did.  And on a day in December, with an 8% chance, my name was drawn for the event.  I was truly taken back because I didn't think “the odds would be ever in my favor.”  Actually, I figured I’d just enter and hope to increase my odds the following year because you get an extra ticket in the drawing each year you are denied.  Not to be the case, instead I should be toeing the line in Squaw Valley in 44 days!

What does this mean?  This means that the 2013 Dances With Dirt – Gnaw Bone 50 miler would be a good barometer for my progress and preparation over the past year – mentally and physically. I went into the event with a large variety of possible outcomes determined by my current training load, weather, how I felt on race day, competition in the race, and what I felt would be best for training for WS100.  Come race day I was on pace for over 100 miles for the week, but felt strong.  The weather had been pretty rainy the days prior, but was cool, overcast, and dry on race day.  I wasn’t sure of the competition until the race started – the biggest unknown.  And I felt that 50 miles was the best thing for my training – also wearing/using what I thought I would at Western States.  I decided to start the race within myself (under control) and assess where I was with my competition once we settled in on the Brown County State Park trails around mile 4…

From the gun one runner (John Nay) took off and was out of my sight by the first mile.  I decided that I wouldn’t spend time worrying about him because he was either going to destroy me, destroy himself, or drop down to the 50k.  At the end of the first mile I was in about 8th place and after the sloppy second mile I was in second (way behind John).  It was in the second mile that I discovered that it could be a good day to come… I came through that mile in 9:08 chopping 2:41 off of my split on that mile from the previous year (and passing the other 6 people)!  And it was arguably muddier than 2012 – controlled breathing? Yes. Sweet!

I continued to stay in my own head managing my breathing and pace to insure I wasn’t getting too excited… just 10 days prior I had run the 50k route and had a harder time with the pace (it was also over 80 degrees that day).  Onward I go, passing early starters (most all of which ask if I’m running the 50k or 50 mile), and occasionally seeing two runners behind me on switchbacks chatting about a minute back – I wish I was chatting… should I slow down?  Nah.  I reach Hesitation Point (11 miles) and see a familiar face, Rachel Mosley, crewing the aid station!  She gives me the low down on John Nay which only confirms my prior thinking to just let him go.  

Mountain bike trails, aid station, off-trails, crazy hike hill, hiking trails, aid station, off-trails, jumping logs, slipping on log, falling, knocking the wind out of me for a few seconds (learning later I bruised a few ribs – luckily it didn’t tighten up until after the race), regrouping, continuing off-trails, horse trails, up a mud wall off trail, then down and up another mud wall, back onto hiking trails around a lake, up a long stairway, then onto the roads to decision point – no decision necessary today, what did Nay do? 50k. Sweet, I’m the leader on the course… onward!

So, lap one was pretty uneventful aside from the fall, lap two would provide most of the stories for the day.  First, the paranoia sets in almost immediately after the fist pump of knowing I’ve taken over the lead of the 50 mile race.  I’m usually the one doing the catching the last half of a race, but there’s nobody to catch - therefore I’m the one being caught, right?… that’s not cool!  

Just after decision point I could still hear the volunteer calling out bib numbers and I thought I heard him call one out that matched the 50 mile bib range about 10 seconds after mine… I look back to see a guy that appears to be hauling ass!  Shit, this lead was short lived… we get onto the trails and after a minute or so I don’t hear or see him anymore, but I don't dare to look back – that just shows your vulnerability!  Soon after the course coincides with the Half Marathon (for about a mile) and I catch sight of Chris Banul!  We exchange hellos, he explains that he’s thrown out the heart rate running and that Erin won’t be surprised, then we work on catching a large pack of Half-ers (the most traffic I saw all day).  It was truly one of the highlights of my day as we weaved through the runners, Chris right on my tail, charging up a hill on Trail 9.  I start to gap him a bit and ask him to give a shout if/when second place passes him so I know if I’ve put more time back on the guy from just a mile or two earlier -  a shout I never heard.

Back around to Hesitation Point, Rachel excitedly relays that I’m in first and that I had at least 15 minutes on third (now second) last time I came through 19 miles earlier.  This only confuses me because that either means this guy I saw a while back had made up 15 minutes or he wasn’t a 50 miler – but I swear he was, right?  She also tells me Stephanie (my wife), Erin Hazler (Chris’ wife), and Christy Victor had safely made it through earlier – oh yeah, that’s right, I get to see Erin and Christy soon!  Back to the same mountain bike trails only this time with the paranoia around every switchback that I might be getting caught.  I decided to get my mp3 player out about halfway on this stretch and after about 3-5 frustrating minutes of trying to run and untangle the headphones (because I don’t want to get caught while just standing there), the music helps me relax and get back into a groove.  This 6.5 mile stretch from 31-37.5 miles is definitely the hardest in (for) my mind.  It’s a lot of twists and turns, no aid stations, no other runners, 4.5 hours of running already, and pressure of being in first – just get to the North Tower, Christy and Erin should be soon.

After the North Tower the off trail sections begin and even though they’re harder, in my mind they are harder for everyone, so I don’t feel like I’m vulnerable.  And at this point I’m under half marathon to go, so its only a matter of time - could it really be this "easy" to win?  Finally, the moment arrives and they see me before I see them.  I was busy dreading the impending hand-on-knee hill ahead and they’re halfway up hooting and hollering – Erin and Christy!  Fortunately, we had a nice little hike to chat for a moment and wish each other luck (much better than on some downhill) – I also asked them to give a shout for second, which I never heard.  A bit before Erin and Christy I had begun catching the back end of the 50k race which gave me people to catch and something other than my thoughts to focus on.  This continued on the off trail, mud wall, lake, staircase, road and all the way to the finish… the last key catch of the day came on the roads for the final time.  Pre-race it was determined that Maria Kaylen and I were to have a runner’s duel to the finish (right?).  If all went well, I would probably get there first, if not it would be close.  All was going well for me and Maria had gotten a bit off track, so the catch came sooner than we both thought – about 5.5 miles to go – Hey! Good job, see you soon!  Unfortunately for both of us, we were on the roads and I was running about 7-flat pace, so not much more was spoken in passing.  [These ladies might not think it meant a lot to me to see them in the race, but I considered it truly a blessing to have the opportunity to see them in their BIG race and I greatly appreciated the motivation it gave me to drive forward to find them.]

To the finish!  Back on horse trails, I found it interesting that the 50k-ers I was passing were still dancing around the mud… I was already covered with mud and wet feet, so I went straight through it.  Also interesting, I felt that straight through the mud often times was less shoe-sucking than where everyone else had already trampled – remember to tell others for next time!  After a while we dumped out on Ski World, abandoned ski slopes… last year I thought it was a terrible ending, but this year I had been running my hilly runs in preparation for Western States out on the slopes, so I knew what to expect – convenient training!  Then through a creek where I tripped on a stick and went hands first into a mud mound… then onto the finish line! I always pride myself in looking “fresh” and being excited at the finish, it’s supposed to be fun, right?!  To help me bring it home I was met with a long BARA line of high fives in the chute as I charged through the line - woohoo-ing all the way.  First place!  Course record!  Awesome day!

The course record was an added bonus that I thought I was capable of doing if all things went well on the day.  At about 35 miles I thought it was going to fall out of reach, so I put it out of my mind and just focused on finishing strong.  In the end, a strong finish is all I needed to cut about 6.5 minutes off of the record set last year (in a race that I ran 50 minutes slower for 5th place).  And as for the guy right behind me?  Second place comes in 66 minutes later!?!  I heard something about a few people getting lost and I know some people dropped down to the 50k, so I’m not sure how much that 66 minutes truly reflects the competitors in the race, but it is what it is – a great confidence builder in preparation for the big one on June 29th



Below are some of the more geeky stats and details of my race for those curious or planning their own and interested in what others have done.  If you have questions as to why I chose to wear or eat or drink whatever, please don’t hesitate to ask… I know that before a race I’m looking at other reports to figure out what I might do, so I would expect the same to happen with this report.  We all have something we can learn from each other, right?

Time/Distance Stats (vs. 2012)
26.2 – 3:49 (4:19)
50k – 4:32 (5:08)
First 25.15 – 3:42 (4:11)
Second 25.15 – 3:46 (4:06)
Stopped Time – 6:01 (17:13)

Total 50.3 – 7:27:57 (8:17)
More Race Data & Splits: http://app.strava.com/activities/53705158
Official Results: 
http://www.timing.runningfitsites.com/raceresults.php?RaceID=319

Nutrition
Breakfast (starting at 4:30am):
- Peanut butter, banana, Bakehouse granola, and orange blossom honey sandwich on multigrain
- Handful of dark chocolate covered almonds, 2 hard-boiled eggs, apple, and water
- 3 x Hammer Race Caps and Vespa Jr.

In-Race:
- Start w/2x8oz Softflasks of H2O sipping along the way
- Endurolytes @ 9mi - just before Hoosiers Nest West (1:12),
- 4oz of Caffé Latte Perpetuem (mixed at 4 scoops per 20oz) @ 11mi - Hesitation Point (1:31),
- Endurolytes & Cherry Lime Roctane GU w/ 4oz cup of water, refill 8oz of H20 @ 18mi - North Tower (2:32),
- 8oz of Caffé Latte Perpetuem w/4oz cup of coke, pick up Vespa Jr. @ 20.5mi - Hoosiers Nest East (3:06)
- Endurolytes @ 24mi - stairs before Nature Center (3:34),
- Vespa Jr. @ 26mi – road before Trail 9 (3:48)
- Endurolytes & 8oz of Caffé Latte Perpetuem, refill 8oz of H2O & 8oz of Coke @ 30.5mi - Hesitation Point (4:27),
- 2 pieces of Clif Black Cherry Shot Bloks @ 34mi – North Tower Trail (5:00)
- Endurolytes & Cherry Lime Roctane GU, refill 8oz of H20 @ 37mi - North Tower (5:27),
- 8oz of Caffé Latte Perpetuem, refill 8oz of H2O & 8oz of Coke @ 41mi - Hoosiers Nest East (6:02)
- Endurolytes @ 44mi - stairs before Nature Center (6:32)

Total: 12 Endurolytes, 28oz of Caffé Latte Perpetuem, 2 Cherry Lime Roctane GUs, 2 Black Cherry Shot Bloks, 40oz of H2O, and about 15oz of Coke (about 1200 calories)

Gear/Drop Bags
Starting Gear:
- Salomon Exo S-Lab Short
- Nike BARA Singlet
- Injinji Lightweight No-Show toe socks
- CEP Socks over the toe socks
- Salomon Speedcross (because of muddy terrain, without insoles because of toe rubbing from previous runs)
- Head Buff
- Salomon Sense Hydro S-Lab gloves with 2x8oz Softflasks
- Plastic bag of 20 Endurolytes (front pocket of shorts)
- 2 packages of Clif Black Cherry Shot Blocks (one back pocket of shorts)
- Mp3 player (other back pocket of shorts)
- Garmin 910XT

Drop Bag 1 (aside from Perpetuem, all else is only used in unforeseen circumstances):
- Altra Lone Peak
- Injinji Midweight No-Show toe socks
- CEP Calf Sleeves
- spare 16oz Softflask
- 20oz. of Caffé Latte Perpetuem
- Panforte Clif Bar, 5hr energy, and a package of Clif Black Cherry Shot Blocks

Drop Bag 2 
(aside from Perpetuem & vespa Jr., all else is only used in unforeseen circumstances):
- Altra Superior
- Injinji Midweight Mini-Crew toe socks
- Vespa Jr.
- spare 16oz Softflask
- 20oz. of Caffé Latte Perpetuem
- Panforte Clif Bar, 5hr energy, and a package of Clif Black Cherry Shot Blocks


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Monday, May 13, 2013

Race Recap: Dances With Dirt 50 Mile - Steph

Hello friends! Today I'm straying slightly away from Some Things Sunday to capture everything I can about the Dances With Dirt Gnaw Bone 50 Mile in 30 minutes or less, mostly unedited, mostly snapshots of what I can recall. Speed blogging*.

*Likely not a real word, but the idea of writing a post so short-and-quickly is so awesome it'll catch on and I'm calling myself a trend-starter. Join my movement! ;)

Commence the mad typing!!

Before
Caught what I suspected was a head cold earlier in the week. Couldn't sleep on Thurs/Fri nights because my nose was all stuffed up. Got up on Saturday morning, felt not-exhausted (yesss!), and started getting ready. I didn't give myself enough time because I ran out of time to eat breakfast. I thought there was a chance I could get a PB&J as breakfast at the first aid station as b-fast but instead brought bread, banana, and peanut butter. I choked it down... it's hard to stomach anything when you're not hungry, and when it's before 6am!

Start
Gah! Yet another missed race start! One of these days.... I'll be early/on time. :) But I do alright, so maybe it's not worth changing the habit.

It was kind of chilly out, but was looking like it'd be a perfect-weather race day -- 61º degrees as the high, 39º in the monring. Chilly enough that it needed some prep! I sat in the car trying to get all my clothes on (calf sleeves, arm sleeves, socks, shoes, etc.) and Ben took off with Rick to the start line.

I had about 1 minute before race start by the time I finally got everything situated and got out of the car. Oh yeah - and we got one of THE absolute farthest parking spots away from the start possible (ironically, 5 minutes later and we would have had a primo space). I heard and saw a crowd of people starting their run just as I was halfway between the car and the start, but instead of being disappointed, I was kind of glad that it turned out this way - I would've had to shiver for a few minutes otherwise, and this way I could just get going  as soon as I got there. It's strangely a good-luck thing for me to get a late start. (<--- this is how I operate in preparation for air travel also... I don't got no time to wait!)

Miles 1-10
I hit the gravel road heading to the trail and it was Sloppy. With a capital "S."  I was wearing my NB 1010s and socks, and after about the third big mud puddle both of my feet were completely wet, so although I tried to be a little ginger, it was immediately obvious there was no escaping the monstrosity of mud/poop that awaited on the (horse) trails. Good to get it out of the way early. Made it fun. :)

Passed a bunch of people in the very beginning, and second-guessed my pace. In trail races, I always feel like the idiot who everyone thinks will "fly and die," so when everyone's walking, I'm passing big crowds of people ('cause I'm starting dead last). I'm still not sure if this initial pace comes back to bite me later.

I didn't carry a pack. I wore a Flip Belt, bringing my cell phone and 3 Ignite Naturals gels. I also chose not to use drop bags. At the aid stations, I usually took a cup of water and a PB&J or a cookie, and that pretty much held me over.

During many of the conversations I had with people I found that most of them would run multiple 50s or 100s during a single season (a majority of them completing the DWD series). So for you who think I am completely nuts for doing this, there is another level of crazy! Some of them are running ultras on back to back weekends, or multiple within 2 weeks apart. Rockstars.

I don't really remember much of the first 10 miles, which is a good sign that they just clicked away. I saw my watch around 6 or 7 miles and thought it was going to be a long way to go. After that I don't think I looked for another 20 miles. So it's going to be pretty vague from here on out...

Miles 11-29ish
Somewhere near Mile 10 (?) at Hesitation Point, I passed a girl and made conversation with her. We hit some momentum-killer logs that we had to jump over, and she caught up with me. She was pretty fun to talk to, so we stuck together for a while. Actually, for over 25 miles. Her name is Kelsey. Kelsey's pretty awesome and she runs "lean," just like me - she only carried a handheld and that's it. I ran briefly with a Chicago girl named Anastasia, too, and a guy who was telling some pretty awful pun-ny jokes (many pirate-themed) to pass the time. I'd forgotten to pack a bag of Endurolytes (essentially salt pills), and they usually help keep my stomach under wraps. He had a bunch and said he wasn't using them so he gave the whole bag to me... thanks, fellow trail racing stranger!

I took some of the Endurolytes at an aid station, but somehow accidentally dumped the whole bag upside down. You see, desperate times call for desperate measures: I called on the 10 second rule. I picked each one of the ~12 of them out of the mud and kept/swallowed them.

I ate a salted potato at a few of the aid stations. One guy commented that they were a bit crunchy. It became the topic of conversation for at least a quarter mile with some other runners I left with from the aid station.

It's always funner to run a long distance WITH people, right? So I did for quite a ways. My secret goal (you know - the one you don't really tell a lot of people) was to run close to the course record, and if I could do that and hang out with people, that'd be awesome. I kind of realized somewhere around these miles that I'd need to take off, but it was way too nice to have some company on the run. Eh, I stuck around. Kelsey & I talked for a while and got some compliments (?!) from guys we passed on the trail who were excited that we were so energetic and chatty, too. This is what trail running's about!


Miles 30-37ish
Somewhere right after Hesitation Point (mile 29? 30?) we took a wrong turn after going down the fire road and headed BACK UP the trail to HP. Um, that's all uphill. She said we climbed for 15 minutes, according to her watch, and once we realized we'd gone the wrong way, it took another 10 minutes to backtrack. While I don't think it was that far, we were probably off by 1.5 miles by the time we rejoined the correct path. Our fault. I swear it's easier to get lost when you're with someone compared to when you're alone.

I turned on my cell phone at this time, because I knew my Garmin was about to die. It beeped for about 4 miles and then I lost it around mile 37. I started my Strava iphone app at mile 34ish, so I had a record of the rest of the run - and overlapping if needed.

It was at the "we're lost" point that I started feeling the heat to press on and move faster -- I felt just fine and was ok with pushing the pace. Kelsey & I got split up by some guys we passed, and I kinda quietly moved onward. I feel bad that I didn't have a chance to tell her I was gonna go ahead!

There was another trail marker I missed after this, too, and I mistaked it as the segment where you run on the road for a few miles. Rather than taking a left turn 100 yards later, I ended up going down the road pretty far... lol -- far enough that they had to send a car to come get me and tell me I wasn't going the right way. Another oops. Chalk up another mile? Stupid! I was so distracted by the Oreo I took "for the road" that I think I failed to see the trail marker. Even more embarrassing, this was the second time I ran this exact route of the trail.

Miles 37-50+ish
Proof. Miles you run alone are WAY harder than ones you run with people. I was counting down the miles and before a stupid uphill, muddy, steep climb, I was running on a horse trail and suspected I was going the wrong way. I turned around and asked a relay runner who was blindly following me 100 yards behind if he saw any flags that we'd missed. He glanced back, told me no, and so I kept going for another few minutes. Then I was positive we weren't going the right way. Turned around, and less than a few feet from where he was standing when I asked, "do you see any flags?" .... there was a flag. Duh -- another idiot moment!

I was glad to hit the decision point (6 miles to the finish) for the last time and be done with running. Miles were going by a lot slower than when I'd had a buddy, but it was also good that those last 6 miles were pretty flat/rolling enough that you could get going-- you know, no massive mud pits, climbs, or fallen trees to steeple over.

Ok, fast forward to the end and I didn't actually realize I was so close to the finish until I got dumped out right onto the ski hill. So there I was, first skiing in mud down the initial part of the ski hill, and then trying not to tumble the rest of the way down.

There were massive amounts of mud in the last bit after the ski hill. My feet had been wet - and stayed wet - since the first mile, but this time the mud was actually sticking and growing into a giant clump on my shoes. Then, I got into the creek. I've done this very same finish before, yet once in, I still was confused on where to go in the creek. I got out of the creek twice at the wrong spot before I figured out I needed to keep going... to the tune of 25 minutes to go that half mile. I can't even describe it.... I just stood there in thigh-high water, feeling so utterly confused! I knew I was extremely close to the finish, and still couldn't find the marker. My brain hardly works well during a 5 mile run, so multiply that by 10 and this is what I had to work with! ...Things just stopped making sense. I won't even try to explain the moments of dumb that hit me in those minutes.

Finish
Um, AWESOME!! There was so much noise and commotion at the finish line. It wasn't really until the END of the finish line when I figured out that all the energy was coming from none other than my favorite BARA crew!! Best feeling ever. Most of them had raced earlier in the day and had stuck around countless hours waiting for me and my forever-lost butt to finish. But I did, and they were all there! <3

RESULTS!
Results:

  • Winner! I won my age group and took home a bucket, a pint glass, and a finisher medal. 
  • 2nd female overall
  • 14th of ~50 runners
  • Time: 10:19

After
I really wanted take my socks and shoes off -- I wonder if it would have made any difference (chafing-wise) if I did this sock-less next time the trails are wet like this... wet socks are not that awful. My feet were prunes! This seems like a classic newbie trail runner mistake.

Thoughts

  • My legs didn't feel nearly as beat up this time as they did during/after Rocky Raccoon. Softer ground?
  • I'm really thankful to finish and not be broken; after the RR 50, I some aches and pains in my lower leg/foot that made it hard to walk. After this one, I'm doing perfectly ok! Scary enough, I felt like I could have kept going! I just didn't feel as spent as I did after last time (RR).
  • Speaking of feeling spent, I hadn't run a lot of trails since March and the Boston Marathon. I felt like finishing was more uncertain this time, but (thank goodness!) everything worked out.
  • Knowing where you're going is part of the challenge of trail running. I'm kicking myself for not paying attention.
  • A good conversation > good playlist > nothing at all > pirate jokes
  • NO FALLS. I did not fall once on this run!!!!! Sweet victory...!
  • I'm really sad I didn't get ANY photos of this race - chances are, I would have destroyed my phone if I slipped and bit it on the muddy/wet trails.
  • Speaking of phone: I took my phone out of my Flip Belt, since it'd been on and tracking my run since mile 34. You might not believe me when I say this, but I think the radiation or signal frequency (EMF radiation?) - something - did something to my back. It's not a chafing or raw skin issue; it actually hurts to the touch (and still does). It feels really bruised, yet flip belts don't move and jostle around, nor do they cause chafing. It's Monday and it still hurts like someone punched me in the lower back. Does anyone know anything about this? This has to be from my cell phone.... right??

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