At the starting line: “Waiting to start is the worst, isn’t
it?” Yes, it is, thanks Mom. “Luke, you looked so happy last night, and now you
look a bit different.” Yes, thanks Aunt Sue : P
I lined up well back (probably around 200th out
of 350 runners) as I wanted to make sure and run the first 10k at about the
same speed I would run the last 10k. I have no idea how to pace myself for a
run this long, so “comfortable” was the plan for the first 40k.
The first 10k on the gravel Interurban trail was fairly
uneventful and I pulled into the first aid station at around an hour, grabbed a
few clif bloks and was off in five seconds. The second section is just over
three miles, with a decent climb up to Fragrance Lake and a fast descent into
Cleator Road.
I filled my flasks up with some EFS, grabbed an entire
package of clif bloks and started hiking.
Cleator is just over three miles on a dirt road, with a few
flatish sections. I ran the flats and power hiked anything that seemed like it
would take effort to run. Although I felt funny because it was something I
would run in a training run, this race was longer and I kept thinking any
running I do now means slower running in the end. I’m glad I made that choice.
Most of the people who ran by me in this section I caught and passed over the
last 12 miles.
At the top of Cleator you go through a time checkpoint: I
was in 131st at 13.1 miles.
I refilled my flasks with more EFS, grabbed some gummy bears
and headed out; maybe a 30 second stop at most.
Immediately the Chuckanut Ridge trail gets technical and
super fun. It’s pretty much exactly what I run on in North Vancouver, and
reminded me a lot of the Diez Vista trail at Buntzen Lake.
For the first three miles to the north end of the ridge we
had a good group of four of us running together: two guys in bland clothes, one
guy in a yellow shirt and hat with Five Fingers on, and my buddy “fitter than
me” behind me (I asked him if he wanted to pass when he was behind me and he
said, “you’re fitter than me.”). By far those few miles were my favorite part
of the race.
Turning back south the trail got super sloppy. Shoe-sucking
mud, lots of streams across the trail and light rain. I fell for the only time
here when I stepped just off the trail to avoid a stream and rocks. My right
foot just slipped out from under me in the mud and I caught myself with my
hands, but didn’t hit anything, just got a little dirty.
The back side of the ridge is just sort of rolling: some
ups, some downs, one decent climb into a long descent into Chinscraper, a short
but super steep hill that comes at 20.4 miles and is the last real climb of the
race.
This was my longest stop: I had three cups of Coke, a
handful of dried fruit and a caffeinated clif shot. I also refilled my flasks:
one with EFS and one with Coke. The coke tasted great, and was fine when I was
hiking Chinscraper, but once I topped out and started running I couldn’t stop
burping. A good lesson learned for future ultras to only drink coke when there
is a long hiking section (unless I really want to practice running with coke in
my stomach…).
I was surprised there were three or four racers hanging out
at this aid station, definitely not in a rush.
Yes, it’s steep, but it’s also short, and there are only two
sections of REALLY steep trail. Photographer Glen Tachiyama was stationed about
two-thirds of the way up and then all of a sudden you pop out on the road at
the top. It’s really not too bad if you’re used to hitting some steep hiking
sections, or stairs, in training.
After starting to head down the road I passed through the
timing checkpoint again, and according to the results I was then in 116th.
I really enjoyed the descent. My legs felt fine, no quad
burning or shin pain but there was quite a bit of mud and I didn’t want to go
all out so I had something left for the finish.
Refilled flasks with EFS and just took off for the last 10k
while popping my headphones to try and push through to the end.
I had a good group of two or three people to run with for
the first 5k, at which point it started absolutely pouring (the rain that’s so
heavy it splashes on the ground and disperses wet shrapnel). I’d passed the
people I started with and now was in a little row with a couple of guys who
were moving pretty well. We yo-yoed a little and one ended up finishing in
front of me but I out-kicked the other guy in the last 200 meters.
I ended up 105th overall (out of 347 finishers), in
5:21:50. I’m glad I was able to pace myself and continually move up throughout
the race.
A little tightness in my left calf and I’m going to lose one
toenail quicker than it was already coming off (from soccer), but otherwise
feel just a little sore.
I’ll post photos when they start showing up online.
Eats and drinks:
One liter of water in my Hydrapak e-lite vest (had about 10
oz left when I finished)
~24oz EFS in Hydrapak soft flasks (fit perfect in the vest
holster pockets)
Three dixie cups of coke
A little more than two packages of clif bloks
10 gummy bears
Handful of dried fruit
One Mocha clif shot gel w/caffeine
Half a honey stinger chocolate energy bar (felt so dry in my mouth I didn't eat the rest)
One Mocha clif shot gel w/caffeine
Half a honey stinger chocolate energy bar (felt so dry in my mouth I didn't eat the rest)
31.5 miles later... |
Nice writeup, and congrats on becoming an ultrarunner with a solid first race! Looks like you ran it more intelligently than most people do on their first ultra/marathon. And you're right - looks like we had very similar strategies and race experiences.
ReplyDeleteTim (alittlerunny)