Dogs take each moment at a time and enjoy it; they don't hold grudges; they are everyone's best friend. Dogs savor the simple things in life--a walk in the neighborhood, a pat on the head, a quiet moment in nature. Humans should take a lesson from this and take the time to enjoy the simple things that make up our every day.
Monday, December 26th, began cold and foggy, but without rain. With the race site just a few minutes from home, it was a relaxed morning. My most important plan for the day was to remain relaxed. I tend to hyper focus on races and this leads to anxiety…and, as any runner knows, anxiety leads to GI issues. Having had my share of those issues, I really wanted a day with as few pit stops as possible. Rising early enough to enjoy a bowl of oatmeal led to a bit of time to check in of Facebook and Twitter—all about staying relaxed, you understand! The time came to wake the hubs for my ride to Summer lake Park. We arrived 30 minutes before start time and he gave me a good luck kiss before heading off to somewhere warm!
I was able to set up my things in the covered area and meet several runners, including a couple more Pdx Running Chicks! A couple of minutes before 8:00 am, the rules were given by race director Steve Walters. And then it was time to move. A total of 41 runners had entered planning to run any number of laps. Two new friends were running a half and another was doing a supported long run for 16-18 miles. I was going the full 6 hours with an eye at a 50k. The course was a 0.95 mile loop around a small park with a pond and bridges, a very enjoyable place to run with asphalt and some concrete sidewalk.
The first 3 laps were hard. The start is always hard for me. It takes time to warm up and with the cold, achy muscles; I begin to wonder if I can accomplish the task before me. After the third lap, I took off a layer and started to really get into the groove. My Garmin beeped at me every 12 minutes. I would walk 1-2 minutes and then run to the next beep. Many others were doing the same, but a few were flying on by me. I love watching faster runners and this was a great course to see them often! I ran by myself much of the time, but enjoyed those laps with others. Time was flying by and I was feeling great! I kept reminding myself there was lots of time left and keep the pace really easy.
Somewhere around 17 miles, my sister-in-law and her family came to cheer. I had been smiling all along, but that sure perked my spirits even higher. Jen came dressed to join me for a few laps. We don’t get to run together often so the company and the conversation were great. She walked when I walked and ran when I ran. Each time we completed a loop, the kids and her husband were cheering. Then hubs showed up, too, with both dogs. Of course, Indy saw me running and had one thought—mom’s running so I get to run. I put the running leash around my waist and he began to pull me along.
Close to noon, I needed to walk a little more and was starting to “feel” my legs. Jen and I walked a bit more of the last lap that she was with me. Then she and her family were off to visit family and hubs took the dog and headed out to return at 1:30 to watch me finish up. A couple of laps later, I was hurting. My right ITB was cramping enough that it would catch and I couldn’t run. Toward the end of the lap, it would catch and nearly give out and the left ITB was starting to cramp, too. I remember looking at the time—12:20. I ran through a variety of scenarios in my mind. Was it too cold on my legs? Did I need some fuel that I wasn’t getting? How was I going to get this stopped to keep moving? The goal was to keep moving 6 hours. Forward progress.
Arriving at the aid station, I told a friend that I was struggling. Rose reminded me that cramps were either fatigue or lack of salt. I really needed that bit of reassurance. I put on some fleece pants, ate some potato chips and headed out to walk a lap. During that lap, I walked, I stretched, I walked some more. Arriving back at the aid station a full 17 minutes later, I was feeling a little better. Some pretzels and a salt tab and I headed back out for another lap. At that point, I knew I could finish. It may mean walking the rest, but I would finish. The 50k had slipped through my fingers, but that B goal was waiting for me!
My mom would have been proud of the walking I did! I didn’t saunter. I bent my arms into 90 degrees and I put one foot in front of the other as fast as I could. And I smiled. The smile was more than just a mind game to bring up my spirits. I was happy. I was excited. I was going to accomplish my goal—even if it killed me—which I knew it wouldn’t. I tried running a couple of times, but man it hurt. And I was walking faster than the run. So I just kept walking. Seven laps. I walked 7 laps with the last 4 at a 14:00 pace.
Jeff arrived near the end and walked the last lap with me. I loved that. And when I crossed the finish line on my last lap, my sister was there, too! I may be a bit obsessive with my running—okay, fine, I AM obsessive—but my family is so supportive. Jeff doesn’t even begin to understand my passion for running, but he was there at the beginning, middle and end. He won’t say it (as that might mean he doesn’t think it is insane), but he is proud of me and happy that I have something I enjoy so much.
Overall, I am very happy at my first technical ultra. No, that 50k did not happen. It was a good goal, difficult, but attainable. I truly believe if my legs had held up s bit longer, I could have made it. However, that B goal was attained. I did keep moving the entire time and completed great than marathon distance. So, yes, it is an ultra. But I can not call myself an ultra marathoner just yet. I will. In time. That ultra is out there. Maybe next fall at Autumn Leaves. Maybe another time. It is coming. I can feel it in the not so far future.
My awesome sister-in-law, Jen.
Crawling to the finish...the hardest part of this photo was getting back up!
Yes, Christmas is close, but so is my first 6 hour race!
I do love Christmas, but will not see any of my family so I am not super excited about it. I love my in-laws and the big party was last Saturday with a smaller get together on Friday evening. Yet there is nothing like being with my siblings who know everything about me and still love me. Those traditions of opening gifts on Christmas Eve while saving the stockings for Christmas morning. Oh, the fun of stockings! Mom loved to find the most unusual little things to throw in to add to the laughs. Christmas is not the same without her...
Okay, on to the race... Monday morning, December 26th, at 8 am it will start. Six hours around a .95 mile loop. Fortunately, it is a pretty little loop and I will get to see the other runners often! (And there is an actual toilet at the aid station!) My training is a little haphazard as I just signed up and only had 2 runs over 3 hours. Those two runs I practiced a run walk technique. The first was an 8:2 ratio and the second was a 9:1. Both worked well, but I am leaning toward a 10:2. Eight minutes of running ends so quick as does only 1 minute of walking. Of course, as I tire, anything goes to keep moving. I did discover that walking was almost harder late in the 4 hour run.
Then there is the fueling...one of my biggest struggles. PB & J is okay early, but is unsettling later. Plain old white dinner rolls work throughout. Bananas worked wonderfully and a boiled egg with lots of salt was delicious! Nuun is the best for keeping my stomach happy and the trips to the bathroom at bay. My goal will be to eat and drink. If my stomach goes sour, hopefully, it will be very late in the race... Otherwise, I will keep working at it and moving along.
I really do believe, that if all goes well, I can do a full 50k. That is definitely my A Goal. Other than that is getting to the marathon distance. If everything goes poorly, I just want to keep moving for the whole 6 hours. For the next few days, my biggest goal is to stay calm and not let the race nerves get me! That is truly my biggest downfall!.
If you happen to be in Tigard near Summerlake park next Monday, stop by and offer some encouragement or even run a couple of laps! The fun is almost here!
I did it. I registered for my first Ultra...or it may be an ultra... It is Operation Jack Northwest Run. Six hours on a 0.95 mile loop. The great part is the park is a couple of miles from my house and I run there often. The thing is it is December 26th, yes, a mere 3 1/2 weeks away... And, uh, yeah, my longest run this year is 16 miles and that was last spring...I think I may be crazy... Fortunately, I have added a lot of cross training the last couple of months. So even though my mileage is in the low 30s, I am in pretty good shape for endurance.
An ultra is on my bucket list. I was thinking in a year or two, but this one will work. My A goal is to hit 50k. That is a pretty aggressive goal since I haven't been training, but I think it is doable. Other than that I will shoot for a marathon and a C goal of moving the entire 6 hours.