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Way Too Cool 50K 2011

2011-03-22T10:05:00.000-07:00

Ran this last solo last year. Was such a pretty run, signed up again for 2011. Was lucky enough to get picked again. Running partner Rick was also selected, so we set about getting the time off from work and trying to get in a few miles before the March race day.
Getting the weekend off was almost as hard as trying to get in training miles. Working the graveyard shift with minimal staffing leaves one with limited possibilites when it comes to covering days off. After some complicated trading, I did manage to get the weekend off.
Now, the training...
We entered tthe SJT 50K as the training run for WTC. 30 miles the weekend before another 30 miler...And we tried to run SJT with very little mileage under the belt because of all the rain and trail closures. We managed to crawl through the first loop-19 miles, before calling it quits. Could we finish WTC? Doubts started to fill my mind.

The week of the race, we anxiously googled the weather for Cool, CA daily. hourly...
Rain predicted for the drive up, and even on race day. Highs in the 50's, lows in the 40's. brrrrrr....
Started packing by throwing in whatever cold weather running gear I could find (Chimera-ish). Tights, fleece, gore-tex, drymax etc.

Friday morning, as I drove to Rick's house, I listened to the radio, tuned to a news station to get traffic updates. Tsunami warnings? Earthquake in Japan?? Whats going on?? I call home and warn Matt about some tsunami warnings. We'd gone to bed early, and missed the evening news on Thursday night. As I listen to the radio, I miss the turn off to Ricks street, and drive around a bit lost for about 15 minutes. Finally arrive and ask him what he knows about the earthquake. He's in the dark too, and wonders if he should wake up Karen. We decided to start out and monitor the news, get more info before getting too worried about this. There were tsunami alerts for parts of the OC coast. Waves were expected to be small, and of no real consequence to us. My thoughts turned to my coworkers-we work for a hospital on the coast of Newport Beach, I think we are one of the official tsunami shelters-I give the lab a call to see whats up. Happily Benny reported that nothing much is going on. Business as usual.

Saturday morning, is beautiful! Perfect weather for a run!! Mostly blue skies with starting temps in the upper 40's. Most runners start with jackets and long sleeves, but peel them off during the first mile.
The new course had us running an 8 mile loop back to the start. We hit our first water crossing there. Remembering last year, I didn't want to waste time keeping my feet dry, so plowed through the middle of the creek while others tiptoed across stones. Drymax socks are the BEST!!

This race has some of the prettiest trails. We ran on singletrack that passed along waterfalls, creekbeds and the American River. Rick didn't think he took many pictures, but after he downloaded them, found he'd taken almost 100. Every bend in the trail led to another picture perfect treasure.

one of many waterfalls along the course

31 miles of muddy fun!

After getting through the half marathon point at round 2.5 hours, thinking we may get finish under 7 hours, we hit the first set of hills. The first hill was a killer, even more so because we'd just finished a nice long gradual downhill, running almost all of it. It was like hitting a wall. Literally. It went straight up. My muscles didn't know what to do. Calves started to cramp. Hamstrings took notice too. I took an endurolyte. Then another endurolyte. This helped a bit. We saw an aid station worker after what seemed like an eternity. she shouted out encouragement and said the AS was just a little farther up. I asked her if this was the last hill. After a pause she said yes, there would be other hills, but by far this was the worst. So, somewhat energized I used whatever reserves I could find and finished this "mountain" . At the GoatHill AS we refueled and continued on. To another hill. and another hill. and yet another hill. So much for finishing under 7 hours. We are now just looking at making the 8.5 hour finishers cutoff!! Luckily the last mile was pretty flat, and we crossed the finish line smiling and running. Our time 7 hrs and 48 min.

A successful end to what was a pretty eventful week.

Rick has Old Goats 50 miler this week. He ran so easily at WTC, I think he will have a great race.

Oh, Congrats to Lauren on completing the SJT 50K!! You're one tough lady!!

Still Alive and on the Run-A TRR recap

2011-03-07T11:07:00.000-08:00

Just took a look at my last post. August of 2010!! How to update without typing a book?!
The TransRockies recap could keep me sitting here for hours, reminiscing, getting out a paragraph or two...

But, since it is where I left off, I will try to get in a short but sweet story of an amazing run.

We pulled in to Buena Vista at 10 pm, after a long but beautiful drive from California. After waking up, we planned our day, take an easy hike up Hope Pass to acclimate to the altitude and then recuperate.
Finding the trailhead to Hope Pass was harder than we expected. It took a trip to the outfitters , where they spent a good deal of time with us, to locate the trail. Two new running packs later, up we went to 12,500 feet.
It was absolutely beautiful. I can't even put into words how amazing the views climbing up to the pass were. Previewing this hike turned out to be a great idea. Not only did we get in some altitude training, we could take our time, enjoy the scenery and take photos.
We finished up and headed back into town just in time for dinner.
The next day was check in. Got lots of swag and a pretty good dinner too.

Day 1. Easiest run of the 6 days. Lowest altitude and least amount of climbing...still over 20 miles of running.
Another great dinner, more impressive swag and the ceremony for the winners of the first stage. They also gave a short preview of stage 2. They suggested bringing lots of cold weather gear, could be rain, snow or all of the above at Hope Pass.

Day 2. Hope Pass again. We all load into buses and take the long snaky road to the trailhead. They check our gear to make sure we have windbreakers, gloves etc. in case we hit "weather" on our hike today. Less than 15 miles, but all up and down. It's a scramble after the gun, everyone running up the trail. Less than 2 miles in, the masses thin and almost everyone is gasping for air. Rick and I know whats ahead and keep up a slow and steady pace. Head down and panting, I struggle and let Rick get ahead, he makes it look effortless, even running in sections. No time for pictures, glad we took some a few days earlier! At the pass, chug some heed and start down the backside, to lower altitudes and air. It feels like a long run to the lake and the finish. Quads and hammies are starting to complain.
All in all, we had a great day. The weather was best!

Day 3. Another long run, over 20 miles, with over 2,000 feet of elevation gain. We start out in historic Leadville. After breakfast in the town gym, we head out through the town find the trail and start climbing. This will be the way we will start all our mornings for the remainder of the race. A big ass climb up to god knows where then a long quad busting downhill to the finish. All peppered with such beautiful views it almost takes away the pain..almost.
We are starting to recognize other back of the packers. Some are better climbers, others bomb the downhills. We pass each other many times through out the hours-words of encouragement shouted out as we slog out the miles. We survive day 3, was a hard one for me. I just want to rest up for day 4, another short mileage day, but steep.

Day 4. It felt like we were going straight up for miles. This day feels even harder that day 2. Michelle Barton explained it felt harder because it ends up steeper at the summit. Steeper, and no air. But it was a stunner at the top! Clear blue skies, above the treeline, we could see for miles. Then there was the videographer at the top...capturing us in all our glory....we skipped dinner at the camp that night, preferring to try out a local Thai restaurant, but heard we made the nightly video recap...apparently we were a big hit, became celebrities for a day!!

Day 5. It sinks in, we are gonna finish this. We look at the map for stage 5, more up and more down. 13 miles of up and 13 miles of down with a finish in Vail. This was a strange run. Alot of wandering around through the ski area. One section is short but very steep, I have to slide down on my butt, in view of the everyone at the next aidstation! Much running on access road through out the ski resort. Finally a long switchbacky downhill into the town of Vail. Steve promises us steaks at dinner tonight, even with the altitude playing games with my stomach, I feel as if I could eat a steak or two.
Dinner doesn't disappoint! It was a great spread! The mood is light, unless we get injured or sick, we will finish.

Day 6. We start up(what else is new...) and out on a pretty singletrack through a grove of aspens. I think this is my favorite so far. It levels out for a few miles and rehash the last few days as we run easy. It's a stage of rolling hills and more ski lifts. At some point we exit the trail and run through the town of Beaver Creek. It raised a few eyebrows as we colorful and somewhat dirty runners run through this upscale ski resort, with Transrockies workers holding up traffic for us so we could cross streets.
We think we are near the end of the stage, as we climb out of the city up thru some trails behind some really nice homes. I call Matt(who is meeting us at the finish with Karen) to let him know we are probably on the home stretch. They are there having lunch waiting. Well, that last little stretch look us almost an hour longer that we expected!! But we finally cross the finish. We did it!!!! Pictures and hugs!
An over the top banquet that night. We wanted to look good leaving, so Matt brought me heels and a dress to wear at the dinner. Rick wore a suit! People didn't recognize us! So much fun!

Thinking back, I'd have to say, I am very proud of myself for finishing this. I think it was the hardest event I'd ever finished.

6 Days of Running Bliss

2010-08-18T08:52:00.000-07:00

At least I hope it is! Sometime last year I put in a deposit on the TransRockies Run. A six day fully supported run through the rockies in Colorado. Old Goats, Steve and Doug had run it in its inaugural year and last year, gave it a big thumbs up and promoted it at a Trailheadz meeting.
There are different team divisions-men's, women's, mixed(men and women),80+mixed,80+mens and 80+womens. The race is run in teams of 2, and both members must stay within 2 min. of each other.
So, I called up my favorite running partner and asked him if he was up for the adventure. He got the okay from his social director-took a few weeks-and so here we are now. Trained and ready to go.
If you believe that last statement, then you don't know Rick and I very well!!!
We will be taking it very slow in Colorado, our goal is to just make it to the finish line on August 27 where our families will be waiting.
In about in hour we will start out on the 15 hr drive to Buena Vista. Last weather check predicted rain. Arriving Thursday, we will have 3 days to acclimate to the altitude and sort out and weed out our gear. Day 2 of the run has a 10 mile hike(run?) up Hope Pass-around 13000 ft.in altitude. Weather could be anything-they've had a lot of rain. Last check of predicted weather in Vail and Beaver Creek(the finish), was cool and wet. The runners are allowed one generous duffle bag-mine will be full of shoes...

here's the link
TransRockies Run

I am taking my netbook and if I can get a signal in one of the local towns, I will update.

The tenative running schedule is(they keep the actual route a secret until checkin)
day 1 20 miles
day2 10 miles of altitude!
day3 24 miles
day4 14 miles of altitude!
day 5 24 miles
day 6 21 miles.

gotta go. need to pack more socks. and maybe another windbreaker. or another pair of tights....

Miwok 100K

2010-05-07T10:09:00.000-07:00

Sometime last year the lottery for the Miwok 100K opened up. Rick emailed me asking if I wanted to try to get in. Sure! Leap first, ask questions later. A few months later, we are both in and I'm finally asking him about the course. His description..."there's nothing flat, all hills. big hills. but it's pretty!"
So, Saturday May 1st, we ran the Miwok. And gosh it was pretty. The race started in the dark at Rodeo lagoon. Mother nature cooperated and gave us great weather, so at the start, while it was chilly, it was nothing like last years race, which I heard rivaled the Chimera.

Running thru the sand then up and around the first hill to get a glimpse of the bay as the sunrises. picture time!
This first part of the run is a short out and back, and we get to see the big name front runners still looking fresh, easily loping along a stretch of pavement. Anton Krupicka, Hal Koerner, Jenn Shelton, Krissy Moehl and Kami Semick were among the few I recognized.

The first major aid station we stop at is Tennessee Valley at mile 12. We're still feeling good, grab a quick bite and get going. Up, up and up(this hill out of the AS i'm naming it "Ricks Hill") out of the valley, then down to Muir Beach.

Rick took all of the great pictures, sorry if I've gotten them out of order....I think he'll understand though, after running with me for a few years he knows how directionally challenged I am.

Beautiful picture perfect spots everywhere. It's hard to concentrate on running!
The next stop is the Pan Toll aid station at mile 21-ish. The first place we can get to our drop bags. This becomes a major stop, we leave warm clothes and empty Heed packets behind and pick up fresh supplies. Rick mentions his stomach is starting to act up again. The run out of pan toll is grassy singletrack, flowers and miles of green blades all swaying in the breeze. There is no shade and the temps begin to rise. Still, it's an easy run and not too hilly. We are making good time and try to catch up with runners we know are ahead somewhere. Next is Bolinas aid station. As we near Bolinas, Rick's stomach is really starting to hurt, I could tell there was something wrong because I was keeping up with him. Usually he runs ahead and stops when he can't see me. But I was always in sight and catching him on the downhills. He had to stop a few times to let his stomach settle. We arrive at Bolinas and see Scott Jurek working, handing out gels and encouragement to the runners who are returning from the Randall turnaround. We see signs with the cutoff times posted. Randall's is 2:30, I don't really remember what time we left Bolinas but it was going to be a push to get to Randall before the cutoff. The trail is dark, tree covered and rooty. It's slow going and we stop often. We get to the turnaround with 30 min. to spare, hand off my water bottles and hit the porta potty. It's another long stop, but we get out before the cutoff and it's up hill back to Bolinas. Poor Rick looks miserable, but refuses to give in and being the veteran ultra runner he is, we continue on. I don't know what the cutoff is for the return to Bolinas but I see another lady ahead suddenly crank up the speed. She'd been slow and steady for most of the hike back, but she was starting to run again. I was worried we were getting close to another cut off so I tried to push our pace a bit. We get to Bolinas (mile 42-ish) again just in time to see them starting to pack up, but they don't stop us so we must have gotten in just in time. Next is pan toll 7.5 miles away and we must get there before 6:30pm. Another big push. Up a hot hill out of bolinas-Rick struggles with his stomach. We get to the grassy single track again and make up time even with the stops for heaving...
Mentally I'm struggling here-I'm not sure if we should go on after we get to pan toll. I ask him about it, he wants to continue. But we stop every mile or so as the dry heaves and vomiting continue. He hasn't been able to keep any liquid or solid down since after mile 25. and we are approaching mile 50, with more to go after that. In my mind, I called it quits around mile 47. I slowed down, let him pass me. Took in the views and thought about what to do. We arrive back at Pan toll with 40 min. to spare-seems like a lot of time. We rummage thru the drop bags-business as usual, look for head lamps and warm clothes for the last 12 miles. I use the bathrooms again and when I get back I see Rick crouched over some bushes, pale and shivering. We look each other in the eyes, I ask him(more like told him) is it time to drop? It is. We make it official and find a nice man with a Prius, I think he said his name was Kent, and get a long ride back to the finish.
Warm heaters and hot soup are waiting for us. Rick manages to get the soup down...I'm a little wary as he eats cuz I'm sitting next to him...but it stays down and he's looking better. We see runners we know and chat for a while. We watch as the sun sets and see a few more runners with lamps make their way down the long downhill to the finish.
Rick feels bad, thinks we should have continued. But, deep down I know it was the right decision, the safe one. Miwok will be there next year and lottery willing, so will we.

Leona Divide 50 Mile Run 2010

2010-04-23T10:00:00.000-07:00

Leona Divide 2010. A new course and a new RD. Keira from the Trailheadz accepted the position of RD last year. So this years run, while it kept the flavor of the original LD50, she added miles of the PCT.
Keeping in what is becoming a tradition of our Leona start...or rather missing the start...we headed out about 4 minutes behind the last runner. But, if given the choice of being 4 min. late or missing a chance at the bathrooms...well...go figure!
It was an absolutely beautiful morning to run! Clear and cool. Rick and I slowly made our way up the first hill. Catching and passing the first runner after about a mile. About 3 or 4 miles later we saw the a small cluster or Trailheadz-Beiyi, Doug (Doug's daughter Michelle broke the women's course record!) andYen.

All things considered, we were doing pretty well. We both felt pretty good and the miles started falling away. The aid stations were awesome, the workers were helpful and the tables well stocked. I tried not to graze too much, my stomach was still a bit raw from the day before...don't know why, but it was. Took two pepto bismols before the start and they helped. So I stayed away from solid foods untl it settled. Gels and Heed were enough until lunch time.
The mile 23 aid station, the "70's Station" was run by what looked to be college age runners. All very young and fit, and dressed in 70's clothing. Just before we arrived we caught up with veteran runner Fred who was looking strong. He was a good sport and took a picture with the AS volunteers.

It was high energy and Earth, Wind and Fire at this stop! They pampered us, but sent us on our way. The next stop was over 6 miles away, but we were feeling really strong and looking forward to getting to the turnaround at 29 miles.
The next 4 miles, while on beautiful singletrack, were tough!!! I struggled thru this and wondered when it was going to end!!! We started seeing runners coming back thru this section, the front runners, this encouraged us because we hoped this meant we were close to the turnaround. I heard Rick ask a few how much farther until the Aid station and the answers were always "at least 3 miles"...The trail seemed fairly flat, rolly mostly. Why was it so hard? I could hardly keep up a run for more than a few minutes without feeling drained. I pushed the fluids and gels, thinking i must be getting low on fuel, but it didn't help much. Finally we break out of the tree covered singletrack and on to open fireroad. Crew directed us to keep right, and it was still 2.5 miles. But it wall all DOWNHILL!! Allright!!!! I felt the wings open up and flew the first mile or so. It was a fairly steep grade, so after a mile I slowed it down to keep the knees and quads in shape, and also because I knew we'd be hiking up this grade in a few minutes. We saw many familiar faces at the turnaround, Corrinne who was battling a strained hamstring was just behind us looking so determined! Beiyi and Sue were not too far behind her.
Climbing back up the fireroad was slow and hot. I took it a little too easy and let people pass me. This is where Fred found what he was looking for and passed us. We would never see him again until the finish line! I was dreading that 4 mile section of the PCT. After reaching the top of the fireroad and starting on to singletrack, I noticed it seemed all downhill...we kept going, all downhill...no wonder I felt so crappy, it was all uphill the first time thru and we were trying to run the whole thing! Well, the second time thru was fun and fast. Shady soft brown dirt with a mild downhill. We flew, trying to make up lost time. We get back to the 70's station happy and refreshed. This marks the 35.5 mile point. We are at 8.5 hours. 15 miles left. We decide to shoot for under 12 hours and head out.
While our legs are feeling pretty good, Ricks stomach has other plans for us. He is sensitive to sunscreen and he thinks a bit of it entered his water bottle at the last aid station. He battled nausea for the last 15 miles. We would trade off leading. I would march on and try to keep the pace while he took needed breaks. The day was warming up and that wasn't helping him either. After the 42 mile aidstation was the last hill. It was a doozie too, no shade and over 4 miles of climb. We passed more people, and a few passed us. Alot of "walking dead" on this stretch. We discussed strategy here, should we just take our time and finish, or set a goal? Rick wanted to finish better than last year, which was 12:39 i believe. So we leave the comfort of the last aid station and begin the final miles. I keep a close eye on my garmin and our pace. We are running 13 min miles...downhill...it's going to be close...we reach another hill, more walking...21 min miles. finally I recognize the homestretch. I look behind me to see how Rick is holding up. He's still looking strong, running straight and tall. It's all downhill now, we hit the half mile with plenty of time left and cruise across the finish line. 12:13.
Rick finds the first bench and calls it home. He looks pale, but still strong...and manages not to throw up at the finish line!! Steve and Annie of the trailheadz give us hugs and congratulations. I see Janet and we chat, she runs off to get Rick some water. I try to eat a bit, share a little with the TH, but his stomach isn't quite ready for fajitas and spanish rice. After an hour he's able to shuffle over to the dining hall, get a little food down. He's looking much better, but a nap seems to be the next on the list. So we make our way to the SUV, and much like last year...take a nap.

Next up...Miwok 100K May 1st.

"Speed work"

2010-04-09T13:56:00.000-07:00

The weekend after the Way Too Cool 50K, I felt the need for speed.
I used to run 5 and 10K's all the time. Once or twice a month! My times were never great, but they were fun and fast..
So, a very spur of the moment decision had me in Newport Beach running the Spirit Run 5K. I originally had the 10K in mind but I overslept and ran the 5K.
It's been about a year since I last ran a 5K. This one even had chip timers, so it would be an "official" time.
Standing at the starting line, I was feeling very nervous. And very slow. Especially after my less than stellar times in the back to back 50K's. But, I'd decided to just do the best I could and treat it as speed work. 3 miles at race pace.
At the gun the race began...and it was a race!!! 1st mile at 8:06, even after dodging the walkers for the first 2 blocks. 2nd mile 8:03..negative splits!! The 3rd mile was when the "race" began. There was a man about 5 yards ahead of me, i'd kept him in sight since mile 2. He was easily loping along. From behind, a man who looked to be in his 70's, passed me. Slowly he caught the jogging man. Jogging man, sensing he was about to be passed picked up his pace. So I picked up my pace to keep the two of them in view. Now, I could hear the steady breathing of someone behind me, on my right. As I picked up my pace, the breather fell back a bit, but caught up. A slight downhill ahead, again, I tried to pick up the pace and gain more of a lead. A short distance later the breather was again on my tail. The jogger ahead was no longer jogging...he was running trying to keep his lead, the 70 year old was not letting up! On my tail was the breather, and 50 yds ahead was the finish line. Should I go all out and smoke the breather or "maintain" and look casual as I cross the finish. Being one to never want to look like she's trying too hard, I just kept my pace, and the breather passed me the last 20 yds. I think the jogger kept his lead but he looked like he was spent.
At the finish line the breather-I saw it was a woman, caught her breath and came over and shook my hand. It was a good race, and a PR for me. My final mile was under 8 min, because my overall pace was 7:50. So negative splits! Woo Hoo!!!
Saturday is the Seal Beach 10K! Last year was so much fun, Benny and I battled it out! This year I have to work, so I'm going to be running after working all night, I'll try to keep it under 55 min. Still it will be speedwork!
Oh, almost forgot! After looking online at the Spirit race results, I discovered I placed 2nd in my age group! I think the woman that passed me took 1st!!

Training(2)

2010-04-09T09:57:00.000-07:00

I've been good. Added a few more miles since my last post. I wanted to mention my run on Wednesday, which was less than memorable in miles, but a good reminder about running in the heat. I'd worked all night Tuesday, it was busy and didn't really have a chance to eat or drink much during my 10 hour shift. After getting home and logging about 4 hours of sleep I got up and got ready for an afternoon run, it was going to be an easy short run thru the hills, recovery from Monday's run. Ate a quick snack and ran out the door to el moro. I started out feeling pretty good, but after the first hill my legs were quickly becoming fatigued. It was warm out, so I started drinking. Didn't help much. By 3 miles I was walking back to the car, shaking my head trying to figure out what went wrong...Not enough sleep? Don't think so, I do alot of training after work. Heat? Maybe, not enough heat training yet. Low on calories? Maybe, had only a p-nut butter sandwich in 12 hours. Low on water? Very likely. I'd had 3 cups of coffee in 24hrs. Thats it. So I started out very dehydrated and as soon as i hit that first hill and started sweating my muscles were overheating. Even after drinking a bottle of heed, I was still probably 3L low, and it didn't make much of a difference.
I got home and downed another half liter of water, took an endurolyte, drank another half liter and ate dinner.
During my shift that night, I went easy on the coffee(not an easy thing to do) and kept up with the water and electrolytes. The amazing thing, that morning, at the end of my 10 hours I felt great! Much more energetic and clear minded than I usually do after drinking coffee all night long. I had another run on my calender for Thursday afternoon. So another 4 hours of sleep and I was up and on the trails again. This time I finished off almost a liter of smartwater before getting on the trails. Took an endurolyte and headed out to try to get in 9-10 miles before dark. What a difference!! While I'm still a wimp on the hills I could get thru most of them without stopping, and then continue on quickly at the top. At the end of the 9 miles I was tired and could feel the effects of the heat but could have continued on for more miles if I'd had the time.
So, moral to this little story...while drinking and eating during running is important, taking care of yourself while off the trails factors in big time too. I'd been too consumed with making sure I'd pack all my pills and powders for my run, I'd neglect to eat and drink properly before leaving the house.
And the warm up is very important too...

Training...(?)

2010-04-06T08:11:00.000-07:00

After Way Too Cool I felt I needed to rethink my training, or rather my lack of training. The 50K's were turning into my long runs, which in theory is ok. But I wasn't putting in enough miles in between. Short 5-6 milers to look at tadpoles. 3 miles to just stretch out the legs. Then bam! 31 miles on the weekend.
I started feeling really crappy. Always tired, run times were getting slow and little aches and pains were cropping up. With Leona Divide coming up, it was time to have a good "think" about what I need to do to get ready...yes, I know, I should already be ready....
So, last week I added miles. Some decent distances of at least 10 miles with hills. I threw in a hilly 5 mile sprint just for good measure. On Saturday I ran with the Trailheadz, got in about 24-25 easy miles in El Moro.By "easy" I mean I hiked most of the uphills. On Monday Rick and I put in at least 15(my legs say 18-20) miles that included Big Bend. Rick runs the uphills, and I do my best to just keep him in sight. Probably a rest day today and then 10 on Wednesday. My legs are happy and I feel pretty strong. The consistency in training seems to be paying off. I guess next week will be taper week!

Way Too Cool 50K

2010-03-16T11:49:00.000-07:00

Friday's drive up north to the Way Too Cool 50K was pretty uneventful...until Stockton...

The dark clouds that seemed very far away were suddenly overhead and pouring rain. Traffic stopped and any hope to reach Auburn by 5pm was gone. And I was a little worried about what the race would be like Saturday.

But Saturday dawned with clear blue skies and awesome cool temps, perfect for running a 50K.

Driving down the road to Cool, the sun just starting to come up behind the fog was just beautiful. I wish I'd stopped to take a few pictures, but since I'd missed the packet pickup on Friday, and I was sure others did also, I wanted to get to check in early pick up my stuff and have time to fine tune the "outfit". I'd packed an entire duffle bag of clothes...goretex shell, windpants, fleece etc not knowing what to expect for race day.

Turns out, tights, short sleeve top and sleeves would be all I would need to run in.

Here's a pic of the check in table with Catra Corbett. Soon after this was taken she took off to the Hwy 49 aid station, where I had a chance to say "HI".

The start of the race was amazing! Over 400 trail runners-and we are a colorful bunch-all shapes and sizes anxiously waiting for the "Go". There were 128 first time Cool runners, including myself, and I had a chance to talk to a few of them before we got going. We chatted about gear, "ball bearing"(when they name a hill you know it's got to be a good one), and our race resumes. Before long we were off running down a stretch of fireroad looking forward to the actual trails and the beauty of what this race is all about.

Soon after we left the fireroad and started on the trail, I saw this little tree...was the rest of the race going to be this quirky?

The first few miles were rolling hills, open and green. The ground was wet and pretty muddy in spots but not too bad considering the deluge the night before.

A few more miles then the American River came into sight.

We climbed a bit then dropped down into the canyon and crossed what would be the first of "too many to count" creek crossing. I wore my Montrail Mountain Masochists because of the rain...boy, was that a smart choice. The first creek crossing was no problem. The water wasn't too deep or fast, plenty of stepping stones and just a few quick steps and I was over. But the trail was getting pretty sloppy. The mud holes stretched across the entire width of the singletrack, so there was no getting thru cleanly.

I was making pretty good time, by the half marathon point I was at 2:35, and thinking I may break 7 hours. Mile 16, still under 7 hours but I was losing time...

I was not doing well with the creek/stream crossings. They were getting deeper and wider. And the choices on how to get across were either just plow thru the middle or try to tip toe across over some very precarious rocks. After losing alot of time trying to navigate around, I took the easiest way across-right thru the middle. Plus it helped wash off the mud.

Pretty much the remainder of the run was run thru mud, run thru water, run thru more mud and run thru more water. By mile 20 my legs were feeling the weight of my heavy shoes. The montrails were built for this abuse, they drained the water pretty quickly after every crossing and didn't hold the mud in the treads, but still they weighed tons compared to when they are dry. After one creek crossing where the water was up to my thighs, I resigned myself to a less than stellar finish time. Enjoyed the scenery and took a few more pictures.

One of the few dry spots!!

Miles of beautiful tree lined trail

Soon after this picture was taken, as we approached the last few miles, there was another mudhole. Now, by this time I wasn't walking around the mud anymore, I was just slogging thru the middle...taking the shortest route since I was already covered in dirt and soaking wet. Well, that last mudhole almost did me in. With that first step, my right leg sunk down to my knee. I was stuck!!!! And still sinking!!!! There were two runners trying to pick their way around the mud when they saw me being eaten by the goo, they each had to grab an arm and hoist me out!!! My gloved hands were muddy, my water bottles were muddy...my shoes now were weighing about 50 lbs each.. It was time to have a good laugh and get-er done. Oh, one last little bit about that man-eating mudbog. I'd passed two gentlemen about a mile earlier. Now by the time I'd been pulled out of the slime, they were getting pretty close, I could hear them laughing and talking. They were just out of sight. Soon I hear a bunch of whooping and loud laughing...seems they took the same path I did, right thru the middle!

I walked the last bit and saved enough to run across the finish line.

There were some amazing runners on this course, a 75 year old who beat me by 20 minutes...I saw him on the trails, I think he was wearing a pair of shoes that were at least 30 years old! A pair of young ladies who were so upbeat and happy to be there. A man and a women, they looked like tri's, she was struggling a bit and he was helping her along. She found what worked for her and they took off somewhere after mile 20 and I didn't see them again until the finish. The two gentlemen who's family met them at the end and ran with them across the finish line.

There was a time where I was letting the "long run demons" get into my head. Even considered dropping at the 26 mile AS. But there was a volunteer there, who must have seen my darkness-after filling up my bottles handed them to me, looked me in the eyes and said just 5 miles left. He escorted me to the trail head and waved me on. And on I went.

Way too cool shoes!! This is AFTER I hosed them off at the finish!

Ultra Season Begins!!

2010-03-11T10:41:00.000-08:00

Woo Hoo!! So the fun begins!!
As with last year the SJT 50K was my first ultra of the year. It also was my first ultra trail run ever. To kick off the ultra season, I went back to Baz and ran his 50K in the Santa Ana mountains. It was more fun this year than last because the pressure was off. The fear of the unknown mileage was gone. The fear of the DNF or DFL was gone. In fact, because this race fell into the catagory of "training run" I was planning to take it slow, keep my self healthy enough to make it thru the Way too Cool 50K the next weekend. We were in the running for the DFL, but we couldn't help ourselves and ran hard the last 2.5 miles to the campground and passed a few racers.
Next up, Way too Cool in Auburn. I'm getting pretty excited, the course sounds like it's challenging and very beautiful, I'm definitely bringing a camera along.
Read the course description last week, we will run past an area where a woman trail runner was killed by a mountain lion years ago....

A Year of Trail Running

2010-02-19T10:54:00.000-08:00

2009 was an amazing year for me. I'd met goals that 5 years ago I'd never thought possible.
A year ago I ran my first trail race, that was Baz's WTRS 12K. From there, the rest of the series and onward to my first "ultra". I'd posted a picture of me at 26.5 miles, officially over the marathon distance, and into the ultra realm.
Now, a year later, where am I in my running? Well, kinda starting over! I ran the 12K again, but skipped the middle runs. But I am back to run the 21K. I reread my post from last year, how I was worried about the challenge of climbing West Horsethief....This year the challenge is the miles. My running mileage has been less than optimal for the start of the ultra season. Too much work! Trying to squeeze in 52 miles in my birthday week took so much organization and motivation...it felt way too hard! While on the subject of the birthday week, a big thanks to Rick, you were there with the support-I don't think I could have finished that last mile with out you!
The SJT 50K is the first week in March, gotta get in some long runs! Next is Leona Divide in April. Gotta win the lottery....

We Have "Weather"!!

2010-02-09T08:05:00.000-08:00

Living in southern California means pretty good weather all year round. Maybe some cooler weather, a little rain and snow.
But, it seems the Chimera brought a weather pattern that is wetter than the previous year.
So...this south Orange County gal has had to learn to love to run in the rain! and mud!!!
Brrrrr!!
Running in the wet hasn't been so bad. Once ya get going it's very nice to be cool. But the trails...
All the nice trails are closed!
I understand we need to let nature heal herself.
I just can't wait to get back and listen to all the froggies!

What's Up?

2009-12-18T08:41:00.000-08:00

Oh, by the way...did I mention my name was picked for WS100 2010?
But, sadly, I will not be running this wonderful race. I did not qualify. My 2 attempts at 100 milers were failed ones. My 2 50 miler times were both greater than 11 hours. I'd thrown in my name into the WS lottery pot before JJ100. After not finishing, I'd gotten an email from the lottery folks asking if I'd like to enter my qualifying run at this time. I had to let them know that I did not qualify and to take my name out of the pool. So, on the morning of the lottery, I'm at work, and I can hear my blackberry making all kinds of noise. It's busy so I ignore it all until I get home. Imagine my surprise to see several texts and emails congratulating me on getting into Western States! I knew there was a mistake, but still....my first time entered, I'm the second name picked...I didn't know whether to laugh or cry !!!! Soon after, I got an email from the lottery guy confirming there was an error. Boo....Maybe next year?
Which brings me to this post...What's up for next year?
This is my list...and it is all subject to change.
1. Transrockies-we are officially signed up.
2. Miwok-no i didn't get picked, but I will help Rick out if he wants it.
3. Coyote 2 moons-looks like fun?
4.Way too Cool
5. SD 100-unfinished business
6. LD50-my first 50 this year, will try to run it for time next year
7. PCT 50
8. Death Ride-a bike ride!
9. Quad Dipsea-gotta practice running stairs for next year
10 ?? open to suggestions!
E-Rod...got any idea's??

The Mighty Chimera

2009-12-15T19:48:00.000-08:00

We'd been watching the weather forecasts all week. A couple of storms were due in the week of the Chimera 100K/M race. Maybe the Wednesday before and maybe the Saturday of the race. Wednesday was overcast but no rain, looks like the storm stayed north. What about Saturday? Could we be lucky and skirt that storm too? Friday was cold and cloudy. I decided I'd better be a little proactive and get some warmer running gear. My North Face Summit series jacket would work-seemed to be warm enough on Whitney, but I needed some running pants. Got an online deal for some NF rain pants. That would have to be enough...maybe it won't rain that much...

Packing up my drop bag, more like a drop suitcase, I put in a complete change of clothing, a waterproof shell and matching pants. These were just in case items, I was figuring the storm to hit in the evening, and clean dry clothes would be a big pick me up at mile 44.

We arrived at Blue Jay campground at 0530, and discovered the race start was pushed back to 0630. We relaxed a bit, chatted with other runners and tried to get a glimpse of Karl Melzer.

At 0630 we took off down the first 9 mile loop. Narrow singletrack, rocky and rooty. The first couple of miles were great fun, bombing the downhills. But then came the mud and uphills. At least the weather was cooperating! A bit of drizzle, but pretty warm-good running temp. We get back to Blue Jay to stock up on essentials, then head out to the main divide. The majority of the next 50+ miles were to be on the main divide road, a short downhill on the motorway and maple springs trail.

As we head out to the trabuco trailhead aid station the weather takes a dump. It is now pouring rain. Along with the wind the rain feels like hail hitting my face. Temperatures are dropping. And we are climbing...and climbing....and climbing...The Trabuco Trailhead aid station was manned by many familiar trailheadz. Steve Harvey, the RD made sure his runners would be well taken care of. Hot soup/drinks at all the aid stations. Heaven!

Next stop, trabuco peak aid station...

I must say, for all the cold and wind and rain...this run was a true adventure. We had a great time slogging thru the mud. Dodging falling rocks. I'd long ago given up skirting the puddles. My montrail mountain masochists seemed to be made for this type of punishment.
We finally arrive at the trabuco peak aid station. Those poor volunteers had their hands full. Their tent was barely standing, and they seemed as wet as the runners. Yet they were still there offering help, food and water. After a brief stop we headed up again, to Santiago Peak.
We'd been out on the trail for 6.5-7 hours. The last 4 in pouring rain. Running the downhills allowed me to warm up, but the slow hikes uphill were hard, you feel the cold. In my mind I just wanted to get to the Maple springs AS to get some dry clothes and waterproof clothing. So I was counting down the miles. Finally we make the peak AS. As soon as we enter the tent the Kristen the Ham operator in charge of the AS tells us the race has been called. The conditions are too dangerous now. The trabuco peak aid station has completely blown away leaving runners having to navigate 9 miles unaided. The roads are washing out and people are getting hypothermic.
We have the option to continue on 5 more miles to the Maple springs AS, or wait it out until the rescue vehicle can haul us out. The tent is filling fast, the wind is howling and snow is falling. We all are trying to make the best of a seriously crazy situation.
After an hour a rescue vehicle arrives, a young man with a SUV who volunteered to drive the 13miles in crazy weather to pick up standed crazy runners! We are packed into the Exterra, dirty, wet and muddy, slipping and sliding over the main divide. Great fun!!! All part of the adventure!! Over an hour later we finally pull in to Blue Jay campground. We thank our driver and head over to warm up on hot homemade delicous soup.

Total miles...about 23. Would I do this again next year...absolutely!!

Still Running Along

2009-12-01T10:11:00.000-08:00

I haven't posted since September! Time flies much too quickly. This year has flown by at a supersonic pace.
Let's see, much has happened since we summited Mt. Whitney. I had to take a few weeks off from running to let my ankle heal. That was very hard. And it was even harder to start running again. Javelina Jundred, my second attempt to run 100 miles, was Oct. 31, so my goal was to get my ankle healthy enough to run that race. By the end of September I could hobble thru a 5 mile run. 2 weeks before JJ we shuffled through a 19 mile flat road run...that would be our long run. Rick's heels were bothering him and my ankle was still weak, but getting stronger. The JJ course is sandy and mostly flat, so our hope was to make the most of this "easy" trail run.
It was a 100 mile Halloween party! Runners in costume and families with their kids filled the start area and campground.
Now the JJ course feels very flat. Especially the first loop when your legs are fresh. But it is actually about 6-7 miles of slight uphill, and then back to the start with a slight downhill. So pace is critical. Most runners burn out starting at an all out run and having nothing left by the 5th loop. We completed the first loop in 3.5 hours. Very easy, a good mellow pace. 2nd loop was a little slower, but the temps were going up too, about 3.75 hours. Loop 3 was hot. Staying hydrated was our big concern. Alot of people were not looking good. We finished in 4.25 hours. Now, loop 4 was started at dusk. Hot, tired and undertrained we fell way off pace. We both had ugly painful blisters. People looked like the walking dead...these were the ones without costumes! We both were considering dropping at the 100K mark-the end of the 4th loop, but hadn't yet spoke our minds. At the last aid station before the start/finish line we sat, drinking hot coffee and taking IB. I was exhausted and my feet were killing me. After about 30 min. we gathered whatever strength we had left and headed out to finish. Kris B. runs past us, looking absolutely marvelous! She say's she's gotten her second wind and flies by! Her bewildered pacer trailing behind... The coffee and IB kick in, suddenly both Rick and I feel pretty good and we chase after Kris. It was a good last couple of miles. We arrive at the campground somewhere around 4.75 hours. Nearly 5 hours to complete the 4th loop. We would have to complete the next 36 miles in less than 12 hours. Our feet were toast. So we accepted the 100k belt buckle and offically dropped.
Considering we didn't train for this, I think we did pretty well.
Rick and I had an extra day to enjoy Scottsdale before heading back to the OC.

Quad Dipsea-This race is run the Saturday after Thanksgiving. 2 up and backs along the Dipsea trail in northern CA. Beautiful views, a hill named "Cardiac" and 600+ stair steps make this a memorable run for all those who attempt it. Rick's run this about 10 times, when he asked me if I'd like to run with him this year I was thrilled that he felt that I could finish this tough race. I am not much of a hill runner...

There is a "generous" 8 hour cutoff for this 28 mile race, and we used pretty much the whole time to finish. But, we took alot of pictures...too many great views to let slip away, and chatted with some great people, Catra Corbett, Ann Trason and her husband Carl, and Errol the rocket Jones. Life is too short, gotta stop to smell the ocean air and meet some wonderful runners along the way. After crossing the finish line, we had grilled sausage and some bean soup (beer was long gone) and headed home.

Next up...Chimera 100K Dec. 12.

The Mt. Whitney Day Hike

2009-09-06T12:28:00.000-07:00

February 2009 we put in for the Mt. Whitney lottery again. The beginning of April arrived, but not the notice of getting picked for a permit. I think it was getting to be the middle of April when the familiar large envelope showed up in my mailbox. We were in, amazing!!! More amazing, it was for the Labor Day weekend! I assumed a large party dropped and we got their spot. Whatever the reason, we were going!!!

Matt, Glenn(a fellow runner and blogger), Octavio and his son Sebastion, myself and Rick were the lucky six given a chance to summit. Matt and I summited last year on a 3 day hike. Rick wanted to dayhike it, the others were going to pack it.

As always, time flew. I trained for and ran 3 ultra's and a marathon. My right ankle was sore and running was still painful less than a week before our trip. But I could hike and a trekking pole helped.

Two days before we were to leave for Lone Pine, Octavio got hold of Matt and told him they would not be able to make the trip. Sebastion was trying out for high school water polo and this was "hell week". The coach was not permitting anyone trying out to take a leave. It's all about being dedicated...So, Thursday Sept. 3rd Matt and I left for Lone Pine to pick up the permit for the remaining party of 4. The final agenda for the weekend...Matt and Glenn to backpack, Rick and I to dayhike.

Rick and Glenn arrived separately between 2300 and midnite (don't quite remember the time, i was sound asleep!). We had set up the tent at the thru-hikers campground at the portal. Rick and I planned to leave around 0400. The others approx. 7. I awoke at 0320, and wandered off to find Rick's car to wake him up. We got on the trail at 0440 using headlamps and moonlight to navigate. We made steady progress, passed Outpost camp and reached Trail Camp at about 0815. I needed to refill my hydration pack, and Rick got some cute Marmot pictures

The trail until Outpost camp is quite beautiful. Tall pines and numerous stream crossing. Maybe one of these day's I'll pack this part of the trail again, camp out near mirror lake. I wonder if fishing is allowed?

Beyond trail camp starts the 99 switchbacks. Somewhere beyond the cables, maybe 20 switchbacks to the top it started to hail, but quickly stopped. Then it started again, a steady stream of BB sized fluffy hail. There was thunder too! We ducked under some rocks to try to wait out the storm. Should we continue to turn back?! I fished out my rain shell, dusted off the hail pellets and sat in a puddle. No more than 5 minutes later the hail eased up and we started up the trail again. Rick spoke to a few coming down the trail...one hiker said the metal in the hat vibrated during the thunderstorms...yikes!

Up and up we climbed. I was feeling the altitude by the time we reached Trail Crest, and for me, it was slow going. Rick looked as healthy and chipper as always, leading the way.

I was at the point where I could take a few steps before having to stop and gasp for air! I could see the summit hut, Rick about 50 yards ahead...RUNNING up the mountain! At 14,500 feet he could still run!!!!

Robo Rick running at 14,500ft up Whitney

Well, kind, patient readers...yes we did summit! We took pictures...the only way to have your picture taken on the top of Mt. Whitney is to climb it....savored the views and committed the moment to memory.

We ate a bit, took a few more pictures and decided it was time to get off the mountain before the next set of dark clouds passed over.

Going down should be easier than going up. Unless one twists their ankle on a rock 400 yards from the top......
And it hurt so badly I couldn't put any weight on it. Sitting down on a boulder, we fished out the Kinesio "magic" tape and plastered it over my ankle. It was enough to get us going again. Carefully and slowly we walked down 11 miles. We met up with Glenn and Matt at Trail camp, they fortified us with hot coffee and we continued on. At outpost camp we put on the headlamps and know we are almost done, 3.6 miles to go.

We both agree that someone must have added a mile or two of trail while we were on the summit. Those last few miles took hours. Following Rick, I watched him dance off the rocks marvelling at the lightness of his steps. Yep, i was feeling it, tired, sore...but deep down, it was an adventure, kinda like when I was in middle school and hiked the grand canyon in a day...a little overwhelming but there is the satisfaction that we did it.

I love my life
and I look forward
to whatever is next

Run Along...Now

2009-09-06T09:14:00.000-07:00

I've been neglecting my blog. I can't believe my last post was my race recap of the SD 100! I'd started an entry about a training run/adventure for the Mt. Disappointment 50 miler, but never got around to finishing it. One of these days I'd like to post it, as a teaser let's just say it involved SAR, a couple of helicopters, a bear and 34 miles.
This pic is of my two trail running friends who shared the adventure with me, on one of the AC trails.

I completed Mt. Disappointment, my first solo ultra. Rick, my TH and best running buddy decided to let his Achilles mend and dropped from the race. His heels have been painful for quite a while and it was a good decision to give them a rest. While I miss him on the trails, I am learning the importance of letting the body recover.

A pretty view from the Mt. Dis course.

Mt. Dis was an amazing run. It started out with miles of downhill, first asphalt then dirt. It has some beautiful trails, tree covered with soft brown dirt. With the fires raging in that area, I'm sure some of the course is gone and I am grateful for being able to run it and enjoy it.
It was a tough race, the last 20 miles included 2 really "painful" hills. One seemingly endless one almost completely exposed in the heat. The last hill finishes the course, while not in the sun it is about 3 miles of steep climb and switchbacks.

I learned I could mentally and physically complete 50 miles without the TH, but I missed him.

The Bulldog 50K was 2 weeks after Mt. Dis. Quite a few runners were doing both races, so a spur of the moment decision had me signed up for the 50K.
The first 15 mile loop felt awful. I was sore and tired. It felt like it took the entire first loop to warm up. By the second loop, my legs were feeling much better-but the heat was ramping up. What started out as a cramp about .10 of a mile from the finish, just after the final downhill ended up hobbling me, I limped the final stretch and across the finish line. I'd met my goal time of under 7 hours, but 2 weeks later I'm still limping.

So, from the SD 100 to the present, I've still been running along the trails, dodging the snakes and the critters. And trying to find a balance between home, work, love and pounding out the miles.

Next up...Mt. Whitney in a day!

Our Most EXCELLENT Adventure

2009-06-19T17:04:00.000-07:00

In a nutshell, it was the San Diego 100 mile Endurance Run...minus a few miles. And, it was an adventure, from the very start...
Rick got in a bike ride...over a hundred miles up a mountain in a ride called the "Breathless Agony".
Right after that, the OC Marathon, and SD 100 application time.
Training runs were scheduled. A few of us squeezed into a Mini Cooper and tried to get in a night run somewhere along the SD course. We slept(?) in Jean's Mini, waiting for the other runners to arrive. It ended up being over 100 miles of driving, to run 8 miles! We trained on hills in the heat, I ran on the road, in the heat. We were training for 100 miles of hot weather!
One last long run of about 24 miles to Santiago Peak, the Monday before the race, finished up the training. We hit REI to look at headlamps, flashlights and socks. We discussed drop bags, did we need them? Cutoff times, what pace did we need to maintain to meet them? Shoes, one pair or two? What was the weather forecast? Rain?! Let's not even go there!!! What to drink, eat and carry. The list of things to do was endless.
Matt agreed to help us out by being our crew. I went over the maps with him, gave him boxes of stuff to bring down and a timeline, where to meet us and when. I think crews have a very hard and thankless job...they only get to see the runners for a short period of time and are expected to have everything ready and waiting. Not alot of time to sleep either.
Back to the weather forecast...The PCT 50 mile run, was moved to the SD100 mile course after a military helicopter crashed on the original course. Those runners, while getting to preview the 100 mile course endured high temps. One of the reason for all the hot weather training runs...
But, the forecast for the 100 mile run was cool weather. In fact as the weekend neared, the temps dropped. 75, then 73 and the final posting for Saturday was 65! With the possibility of rain. Did i ever mention I hate mud? We made some last minute clothing adjustments, threw everything in Karen's SUV(Rick's wife) and headed south to Camp Cuyamaca to the race briefing.
The race began at 0600, with very cool weather. Excitement building, we huddled at the start with the other runners. A few minutes to wish others good luck and then we were off running...for at least a mile! Then the hiking/fast walking began. The first 20 miles were mostly gradual climbs, a portion of it on the PCT. We fought against some wind, but over all made good time finishing in about 4 1/2 hours. At the Camp, we shed our long sleeves and tights, refilled bottles, added more gels to our packs and headed out to start the 30 mile loop. A quick assessment of how we felt after 20? Really strong and ready for finishing the first 50. 6 miles later, we catch up with Matt at the Paso Picacho aid station. We refill, make adjustments and continue on happily. We must have been too happy, because about 20 min. later we realized we had missed a trailmarker! After looking around for the missed marker, asking hikers if they'd seen pink ribbons and arrows, our only option was to backtrack down the hill. What we found was, 10 yards from the last AS was a well marked turn off...at least 20 pink ribbons and 10 flour arrows. How did we miss that!!!
What stands out in my memory about the 30 mile loop? Hills. Rocky hills. One section, a long downhill full of shale, we started out trying to run, but ended up walking. I twisted my ankle, probably more than once.
And the wind picked up. At the milk ranch AS, the temps dropped as the clouds rolled in and the wind blew. As i mentioned earlier, the first 20 miles we finished in 4.5 hours. The next 30 took 9. Back at Camp Cuyamaca again, the end of the first 50, our finish time about 13.5 hours. 1 hour under the cutoff. We picked up windbreakers and gel. I dug out my hiking poles. My right ankle was starting to hurt, probably from twisting it on the rocks. Heading out to rerun the 20 mile loop we felt good, strong and a bit anxious. As the last bit of sun set, the winds really kicked in. There were portions of the trail we had to stop and wait for the wind to die down other wise risk being blown off the trail. It was slow going. and cold. But in an odd and crazy way, exciting! We could see other runners in the distance with their headlamps. We were all in this adventure together! Running when we could, trying not to fall into holes or off the trail, our minds were set on just making the next aid station, where there would be familiar faces, warm food and hot coffee-courtesy of Matt. We were passing people on the 20 mile loop, and it looked like we would make the 70 mile time cutoff. My ankle was getting to be a problem, but the poles were helping. We arrived at Camp Cuyamaca, the 70 mile AS at 0212. 45 min. before the cutoff.
We were greeted by Scott the RD, he pulled us aside and quietly told us the weather conditions on the last 30 had deteriorated. There was snow, high winds and sleet by the Milk Ranch AS. If we didn't leave immediately we probably wouldn't make the final cutoff. He suggested that this would be a good time and place to drop. We did some quick calculations...9 hours for the first 30 miles loop, in daylight. could we finish the same 30 mile loop at night in horrible conditions? Plus we still needed about half an hour to tape blisters, gather more clothing, eat and refill bottles. One option was to continue on, try to make it to the next AS and see how we feel. But, I think we both felt that our goal, to finish, was no longer within our grasp. While physically we both were doing pretty good, the time it would take us to finish was just beyond the cutoff.
So at mile 70, with reservations, we dropped.
Then dirty, smelly and exhausted we climbed into the back of the SUV and took a nap. 3 hours later we woke up to sunlight and cheers. Runners were still coming in and crossing the finish line, about 20 yards away from the truck. We slowly crawled out and tenderly took our first steps. We saw a few people we knew, chatted about the run and vowed to come back next year and finish the full 100.
We drove away still smiling, we didn't finish 100 miles... but we did finish 70 feeling pretty darn good. It's not what we didn't do, it's what we did. And that will carry us on to our next race.

Finally, Movement.

2009-05-08T16:51:00.000-07:00

2 weeks after the Leona Divide 50, it was time to run again. Not on the dirt, but pavement. I was registered to run the OC Marathon.
4 days after Leona, I did an easy 7 mile loop at the Nix nature center. There were about 5 of us, all either in recovery from Leona or tapering for the Skyline to the Sea 50K. Kris B. and I hiked/ran and the others mostly hiked. A little bit of stiffness and some tightness through the hips but otherwise good. Later that day, I ran with Rick, another easy run along Bommer, about 5 miles. Then Saturday rolled around and it was the final run with the OC marathon training group that I'd all but abandoned for trail running. Was to be a slow taper run of about 10 miles, through the back bay. I started out feeling pretty good, but my pace was way off. I usually motor along with them at a 8.5-9 min pace, but that morning I was struggling to hit 11 min. I watched as my group slowly pulled ahead. 5 miles out my IT Bands froze. I could hardly walk. This meant shuffling 5 miles back to the car. Luckily it was a nice day...
My body said it needed to rest and I was forced to listen.
Panic set in, would I be ready for 26.2 in 1 week? On pavement?!! Would I do more harm to myself if I run it?
I hit the jacuzzi. I ate alot of protein. I hid my running shoes.
On Tuesday, I went for a 10 miles trail run, all flat, no hills. Even though the pace was still pretty slow, i was making progress. No pain during the run and with stretching , very little pain after. Thursday, Rick and I hit the River trail, part of the home stretch for the marathon. 8 miles of flat pavement. I could maintain a 10 min pace with stops.
That night I poured over all the info I could find on Jeff Galloway's running method. It involves running a "miracle mile" to find your speed and from there calculate the ratio of running/walking to get you to your goal marathon time. I didn't feel like running all out for 1 mile X 4, so I guessed. I had settled on a 5:1 ratio of running to walking and a goal of 4:30. At the starting line, I met up with a friend, Skip who was running the half marathon. He was also run/walking with a ratio of 8:1.
At the gun, I started running. 5 min out, I had people on my heels, running up my back...I was afraid to stop! So i kept running. At ten minutes, about a mile into the marathon, I felt safe enough to walk. A spur of the moment decision made me change my ratio to 9:1. Easy to keep track of and my legs were feeling pretty good, i wanted to run. I changed the timing as it suited me. If there was a long downhill ahead, I kept on running. If there was an uphill, I ran until the hill and started my walk. If there was a need to stop for water, I'd start my walk. So I ran/walked my way to a new PR and felt fabulous at the finish.
I have been trying to decide my next goal. The SD 100 endurance race is one that was way on the bottom of my list. Over the weeks, it has been climbing up my list. It's local, not too technical and has many opportunities for crew to help and or drop if it is too hard. I watched as the entry list for the race slowly crept up to 110, with 150 being the max. I told others I would decide after the marathon. If I felt like crap and needed 2 weeks to rehab again, then I wouldn't enter. But I feel good.
So, I filled out my app. added my check and put it in the mail.

Leona Divide 50 Mile Race Recap

2009-04-19T11:55:00.000-07:00

We woke up to a clear windless morning in Palmdale. Temps were cool but not cold in the morning, possibly forecasting high temps by the afternoon?
We got checked in and started out at 0610, a little late but making that all important porta potty stop.

To describe the course in a few short words...miles of gradual uphill and miles of downhill. Not too technical and not too steep(except a few sections)There were 2 sections of out and backs meeting at the 28/42 mile aid station. So, up and down we hiked/ran. At the first aid station everything was well, we checked in and moved on quickly. Rick, as always, was strong and amazing. Encouraging and patient he helped me through sock changes(no blisters this time!) and refueling. He kept the pace easy but made sure we stayed on track. He knew what the cutoffs were and pushed it so we would make them. We joked and laughed and enjoyed the beautiful day. The 35 mile turnaround point had a cutoff time of 8 hours and we had to push the pace a bit to make it. We arrived with about 20 min to spare, and a reminder that we had to get to the 42 mile aid station-7 miles away in just over 2 hours otherwise risk getting cut. Rick was confident we would make the cutoff, it was mostly downhill and 2 hours was plenty of time...

but the push to make the 8 hour cutoff had taken it's toll on me. I was suddenly really tired. I'd been doing good, eating a drinking at the stops, but the 35 mile stop did nothing for me. I walked away from there bone weary. The temperature was probably in the 80's. The next aid station was 3 miles away...the luau group...some ice, and beer for Rick then onward. After a mile or so, Rick was getting concerned, I was really beginning to slow down. Even on the downhills, my pace dropped to 13 min/miles. We had to average 15 min miles to make the next cutoff. He fished around in my hydration pack and found some Hammergel. That helped alot. Being tired I'd forgotten to stayed properly fueled. 5 minutes later, gel working, we picked up some speed and finished with a strong downhill at the 42 mile aid station in 1.5 hours. SoCal Trailheadz were everywhere cheering on clubmates , taking photos and crewing. There was so much energy there, i felt refreshed and ready to finish. 8 miles left and 3 hours to complete them. It was the homestretch and we would make it. If we finished under 13 hours we would get our finishers medals. After that it would be an unoffical finish and no medal...well after all that, I wanted a medal!!! An endless hot uphill and then the final downhill we crossed the line at 12:34. Rick celebrated with a free beer, hot potato soup and a coke. And I took a nap in the back of his truck.
Thanks big guy, i wouldn't have finished without your neverending and unselfish support. Your smile and your calm voice kept me moving...and yes, I had a great time!

50 Miles of Training

2009-04-14T16:04:00.000-07:00

Just a few days left before my first 50 mile race. Compared to the 50K, i've been sleeping remarkably well. Probably due to EXHAUSTION !!! 2 weeks ago I put in a 50 mile week, the miles spread over 5 days. The next week 51-ish, 17,16,12,6 with the majority of the miles in 3 days. Life took priority over the long runs, so longish runs spread over the week made up for it.
Rick and I finally got in a 20 mile run on Monday. It was a beautiful spring day. Temps in the low 70's and high whispy clouds. We started up the motorway off the Maple Springs trail, I wanted to do the hard part early, when it was cool, at 8. Fast paced hiking up, stopping to take a picture of a "bunny" on the trail, then a little bit of running to the "DeathStar". After a quick blister/sock check we continued on, pretty much down hill. Other than sore feet, I felt okay.
Part of my 50 miles last week included a 16 miler down by the beach. 8 miles of head wind on pavement without stopping. Then turn around and 8 miles back without stopping. It was a hard workout because of the continual running. No stopping at the top of a hill. No walking. Mentally and physically it was 16 miles of continuous "one foot in front of the other" and no real breaks. The next day, we met at El Moro to run 17 and I found out how hard the run the previous day had been when I could only get to 12 miles before quitting. I felt bad because I was denying Rick the miles he needed to get in, but I just could not go another 5. The remaining miles would wait until Sat.
So, the Leona Divide awaits us. As Rick wrote, it will be fun and we won't watch the clock. And he is absolutely right! From a TW to her TH, an adventure in the waiting...

Getting Ready to Meet Leona

2009-03-24T12:00:00.000-07:00

I did my first training run Monday, getting ready for the Leona Divide. We ran 15+ miles in El Moro...groan....
Within the first 15 min of the run I slipped on a downhill, caught my foot in a rut and twisted my knee. After a few choice words and two or three tentative steps, we continued on. El Moro always does me in. All the hills, both up and down and the lack of shade. After over 4 hours on the trail we finally climbed out.
This was a test run for my new insoles and hydration pack. Insoles did their job, kept at least the balls of my feet from blistering. But the hydration pack is going to take a few more runs before I'm absolutely sure it's going with me to Leona Divide.
After the run I tried some Recoverite and today I feel really good!
I taped my knee with some Kinesio Tex Tape after it ballooned up at home and it's also much better. The tape is a miracle cure-all. On the SJT 50, it held the same knee together for 30 miles. Way better than a knee brace.
I'm also reading a great book on nutrition for runners, to help me fuel smarter for this long race. I stuck with Hammer products for the 50K and I think it worked for the most part, but for the longer races I have to figure out what's going to sit well in my stomach and keep me full without "problems". Still have a few weeks to investigate.

A Date with Leona

2009-03-20T15:24:00.000-07:00

My "date" with Leona is April 18th, 2009.

check her out

www.leonadivide.com

SJT 50K Recap

2009-03-15T13:14:00.000-07:00

We did it!! Woo Hoo!! My first 50K is a done deal! AND...not even DFL!
Rick, you did great, keeping me from running off and burning out, you knew that horsethief was there waiting...Your calm presence and strong even pace was so reassuring! This was a great gift. Thank you again.

We arrived at Blue Jay campground at 0630. It was still dark and we used flashlights and headlamps to get around. After checking in, it was time to start sorting through all the stuff we brought and make our final decisions on what to wear and carry along for 30 miles. Baz delayed the race for a few minutes, a handful of runners hadn't arrived, so he was giving them a chance to make the start. The turnoff to the campground in the dark is hard to see.

The first 10 miles to the Candystore felt good, we followed the "plan" right from the start...walk the uphills and run the downhills. It was hard for me to slow it down so early on. It was Rick's reminders that saving our energy will pay off in the end...and that we still had 25 miles left...tempered my desire to run up ANY hill!
At the first aid station(we arrived in a little under 2 hrs) we saw Steve and Annie Harvey. Annie was keeping the food table stocked and organized and Steve was giving the runners sage advice. His advice for me was to drink the water, not just carry it around!

Refreshed, we all headed back to Blue Jay to make the 5 hr cutoff at the 19 mile aid station.
We slowly made our way up the trail to the campground. Alot of loose rock and boulders to climb over. Our arrival to the campground at 4:07, was still well above the cutoff so we took a side trip to the van and restocked our supplies. I had developed a large blister on the ball of my left foot, and a slightly smaller one on my right. I put on blister bandages, clean dry socks and a completely different pair of shoes in hopes that it would help. We spent 12 minutes at the van.
On to the main divide road. We power walked the long uphill to the Trabuco trailhead. At the water station there, we were reminded that we needed to be back and check in before the 8 hr cutoff. We would have to run down Trabuco, up West Horsethief and back to the main divide in 3 hrs..with blisters...
Rick flew down Trabuco. I tried to keep up, my best was just keeping him in sight. We passed 3 runners. At the bottom of horsethief we came upon a familar face...Doug Malewicki! A brief chat and a picture and we started our long climb up. I've been told it's only 1.5 miles. I repeated that over and over to help get me to the top. At the top of Horsethief was another water station, a quick stop and back on the main divide. A combination of running and power walking got us back to the Trabuco/main divide aid station in 2 hours. 7 hours total of trail time at this point.
2.5 miles back to the campgound and the finish. We ran as much as my feet could handle. The downhills were murder on the blisters. A bit of a walk, then we crossed the finish line together running.
Physically, I was very tired and sore. My blisters were burning and my left knee was starting to stiffen. Emotionally, I wanted to cry...happy tears for the accomplishment, and tears of mental exhaustion, of having to keep it all under control for 7 1/2 hours.
Rick and I took a brief rest, I brought ice(the best thing i ever did!)and put a bag of it under my blisters. We cheered every runner that finished after us and when the last one crossed the line we took off down Ortega hwy to home.
See ya next year Baz!

3 days and Counting...

2009-03-11T08:41:00.000-07:00

This great picture is Rick the "trail stud". He kicks my butt up every hill and has me begging for mercy after our long training runs ;- )
The picture was taken on our LSD run to old camp Monday. It was overcast, threatening to rain but perfect for running 17+ miles. I'd never run on the Santiago Truck trail before, but I'd like to do it again. The long rolling hills were easy on the legs and the great views made for a very memorable morning.
So, am I ready for Saturday and the SJT 50K? I'm not having the nightmares that used to wake me up 2 weeks ago. Maybe that means that mentally I'm ready for it to be done. Physically? Now, i don't have many options, either run it or not. And I don't like to quit, that means I will go for it, and do the best I can. There is a cut off time of 5 hours at 19.1 miles and total cut off time of 9 hours to finish, so i will keep one eye on my watch and the other on Ricks backside (just because he is always in front of me...) as we run along the Santa Ana mountains.

WTRS 21K

2009-02-21T17:30:00.000-08:00

Good turn out at Baz's place for the last of the WTRS race. 21K with the highlight section being up West Horsethief. At least for me, that was the section of the race that had me waking up in the middle of the night wondering if I could finish in under 4 hours! I'd run up Holy Jim-main divide-down West Horsethief-parking lot, about 14 miles and it took 4 hours. This training run, about 3 months ago included alot of breaks but i remembered feeling wiped out. And I remembered going down West Horsethief and being grateful I wasn't going up this steep trail.

The run started with a gentle uphill out of the campground. Rick, who passed me within the 1st mile of the run became a blur as we made our way up the ridge to the first aid station manned by

the so cal Trailheadz. After leaving the aid station, there as a downhill that lead into West Horsethief. I walked it up horsethief. Almost everyone in my pod of runners hiked it at a brisk pace, a few runners came up from behind, but most of them soon stopped running and hiked it also. So for about 40-45 min. we trudged up the trail getting the know the person in front and in back. At the top there was another aid station, again manned by the Trailheadz.

Up and down rolling hills on the main divide road then down Trabuco trail. I tried to make up time on my down hills. At one point I checked my Garmin and I was running under 7 min miles.
I think I passed 4 or 5 people during this stretch and if I didn't hit too many more uphills I could finish with a decent time.
As I entered the campground there was one really small incline before the finish, maybe 300 yards long...my legs just put on the brakes! I could see the finish line but I had to stop for a few seconds catch my breath and will my self to shuffle over and finish the race.
Final time was 2:29 and I was grateful for that.
Rick had my camera and took some amazing photos, check out Baz's website to see them.

Training for the OC

2009-02-14T18:40:00.000-08:00

I finally made it back to train with the OC Marathon group. After missing at least 3 or 4 weeks of the Saturday long runs due to the trail races I was curious to see what pace I could maintain for the 9 miles planned for today.
I'd been running 10 miles-from work to the HB pier and back-on a pretty regular basis. But my times have been horrible, and I felt that it was a struggle just to finish.
After a busy night at work I jumped into the car and tried to get to the group before they left. They took off as I was still getting my gear in order and I was about 3 minutes behind. It was a push as I tried to catch them. The run felt good. The air was clean and the temp. was perfect.
I never caught up with them, somewhere along Jamboree they took the high road and I went low and never saw them again. Using the Garmin to track the miles I turned around at 4.66 and headed back. My pace out was between 8-9 min/mi but I was feeling it on the way back, and my pace fell to 10. So I took it easy back, enjoyed the scenery and thought about next weeks WTRS 21K race. Final numbers: 1:30, 9.38 miles, 9.41min/mi pace. Thanks for the cupcake Nicole!
Happy Valentines Day everyone!

"Ultra" Training

2009-02-11T18:37:00.000-08:00

During my long run on Tuesday my mind drifted in and out of various subjects. 14 miles at what averaged out to be 11min/miles pace allows you alot of time to think. The most telling of my rambling thoughts was of knitting. Before I started running, I used to knit.
I had stashes of yarn hidden away in closets, boxes in the garage and under the bed. I collected patterns and knitting needles. Every ball of yarn became a beautiful handknit sweater in my mind.
Not knowing how to knit was a little problem, but I checked out books from the library and downloaded instructions on the internet. Soon I could knit scarves and beanies. The next step...socks and sweaters...actual clothing!
Here is where knitting socks and training for an ultra become one.
In 2 years of knitting, I never finished a sweater or a pair of socks. I think I had at least 7 projects going, and DNF every one.
Will I finish a 50K? Will I train hard enough? Do I have the mental fortitude to push on?
Or will the SJT 50K be like the first pair of unfinished socks in my running career?
I should be at 18 miles this week, yet I'm only at 14 for my LSD run. 17 total for the week so far.
Will I dream of knitting or running tonight?

Baz's WTRS 18K

2009-02-07T15:33:00.000-08:00

About 100 hearty runners showed up this morning to run Baz's 18K trail race. At 4:41 am the sound of pouring rain woke me up...and I thought "no way I'm running today". But, there I was with the rest of the trail addicted, at 0730 standing in line to check in.
There was light drizzle throughout most of the run, nothing like running the Dana Point Turkey trot...so, weatherwise the temp. was good, but the trail was really wet. After trying to mince my way around all the puddles and mud holes for about 4 miles and losing alot of time I just gave in and slogged right through the middle of them. This was better until I hit a puddle the size of a small pond and sunk shin deep into squishy mud and nearly lost a shoe! About another mile along and I misstep and faceplant in the mud. I get up, wipe off my hands and take a few steps and fall back into the mud. My shoes weigh about 10lbs and now I'm looking for puddles to rinse off my feet!
My friend and co-worker Rick ran this race also, he was so fast I lost him after the first mile. He doesn't just run up the hills, he 'floats" effortlessly. I round a corner and look up this crazy hill and he's standing there as the unofficial trail photographer, snapping pictures. I ask him "how long have you been standing there?" "not long" is his answer, but looking at his watch the time difference is 20 minutes! He probably could have placed in his age group if he didn't wait up for me. Thanks!

So, despite the mud it was alot of fun. And at the finish line there were alot of people who looked like they had a good time too. Getting dirty, running in the rain it all makes for Magic...

Mt. Whitney-2009?

2009-02-03T18:55:00.000-08:00

February is the month the Mt. Whitney lottery opens up. It brought up the question, "Shall we go again?". If we do make another attempt, will it be another easy 2 nights on the mountain or will it be the "do it in a day" madness that seems so infectious?
I enjoyed the backpacking, the night in the higher altitudes, the camaraderie with the other campers and the feeling of accomplishment after carrying the 40 lbs to Consultation Lake. The leisurely pace allowed us to take in the beauty of our surroundings.
If we try do the the same hike in a day, there is the added pressure of time, weather and stamina.
There is also no time to acclimate to the altitude, which was a big factor in reaching the summit last year.
We have a few weeks to decide.

Steelers in the Superbowl

2009-01-29T13:10:00.000-08:00

The Superbowl is Sunday February 1. My Steelers are going to the show!
There will be no races, no long training runs and no hill training. Just me and the Steelers on Sunday.
There are only a handful of items that would keep me from running the trails.
Steelers in the Superbowl, well, that ranks as number 1.

Next on my Running Agenda

2009-01-27T19:19:00.000-08:00

Okay, Calico is over. Now what?
After I reported in to Rick about the race, gave him the lowdown on how I felt, did I have enough training, would I do anything different? Everything was good, I probably could have pushed it a little more, but I had many things working against me before the run, so all in all, it was good.
"We need to discuss the next phase of your training". Got that sentence in an email. Wonder what that means? The next time we see each other, he casually tosses out "I've signed you up for the San Juan Trail 50K in March. You can be ready by then. Or there's Old Goat's a few weeks later."
7 weeks to get in enough mileage and hill training for a 30 mile trail race.

Here's the plan-we are both crazy to even consider this...
week 1-15 mile long run, 8 miles OC marathon training run, 5-6 mile el moro hill training, hill sprints.

week 2-17 mile long run, 8 mile OC marathon training run, 6-10 mile el moro hill training, hill work, recovery runs.

week 3-18 mile long run, 9 mile OC marathon training run, 6-10 mile hill training run, more hill work, recovery run

week 4-20 mile long run, 9 mile OC marathon training run, 8-10 mile hill run, hill work, recovery run.

week 5-20+ long run thru part of the course, 10 mile oc marathon training run, 10-12 miles easy, speed work.

week 6-taper week
week 7-taper week.

the runs are not in order, OC marathon trains Saturday, my long runs are usually Monday and I sprinkle the rest of the miles in during the week as I have time.

Calico 30K Recap

2009-01-20T08:17:00.000-08:00

The desert is beautiful this time of the year. The weather cool and crisp. And race day for the Calico Ghost town 30/50K was perfect.
As we huddled around the starting gate I started peeling off extra clothing. I didn't need my jacket, warm-up pants and gloves. The temp. was about 35 degrees with no wind.
I'd met up with Lauren (a fellow OCTR), this was her first 30K also, we had a few minutes to compare gear, take some pictures and then we were one our way.
The first mile and a half was road and downhill. I kept an eye on my Garmin to make sure I didn't start off too fast...Rick sent me at least 2 emails before I left home reminding me to watch my pace.
11min/miles. We rounded a turn and started up on a sandy trail. For the next 9 miles it was going to be mostly gentle uphills with sand. The first aid station (6.8mi) arrived surprisingly fast. We dropped off extra clothing, I didn't eat or drink there and we moved on. We'd run the entire way so far and it felt easy because the incline was so low, but none the less, it was an incline and I was worried if I kept running the entire way I'd burn out by the end. So I started running for 10 min and walking for 2. This worked well for me. A few steep hills I walked up and made good time on the downhill.
Then there was this slot canyon that was filled with rock...It was so hard to run it. I almost twisted my ankle twice. At one point after almost falling and pulling my hamstring I had to stop and regroup. It was not worth the injury to try and make up time, so I walked thru the canyon.
I think it was the 3rd aid station, there was a little goat! It kept wanting to run off after the runners, I wish I'd taken a picture!
The time and miles were passing quickly. No pain in my foot, quad or hamstrings. Just a little bit of soreness from my shoes. I'd decided to go with all Hammer products for this race. Gel, Heed, endurolytes and Perpetuum in an attempt to alleviate stomach issues. It was working. I wasn't tired or feeling bloated, a big improvement over previous long runs.
At mile 17 we reached a turnoff, with 2 men directing the runners, as I passed them they yelled out "2 miles to go". The trail went along the top of a ridge, and I could see the finish. But then the trail led away from the town up and down some rolling hills. I could see a handful of runners in the distance. Down thru the campground, thru the parking lot and finally up a REALLY steep service road before we entered the town. It was a nice downhill run to the finish line. 4 hours and 20 min. from start to finish. And I felt great! My goal was to finish. Finishing under 4 1/2 hours was even nicer.

You Can Always Walk...

2009-01-16T08:15:00.000-08:00

The Calico 30K is just days away.
I've been fighting a cold, a sore foot and a temperamental left leg.
A quick run around the neighborhood last night was both worrisome and encouraging. The first 2 miles were agonizing. I couldn't catch my breath, my left leg-the whole leg-felt like one big cramp and my nose wouldn't stop running. All at an achingly slow 11 min. pace. I walked for a bit, and considered walking the rest of the way home, but that meant walking 2 miles and it was getting dark. Soooo I started running again, more of a crooked shuffle than run. I saw a trail that borders the park and headed off in that direction. A little out of my way, but dirt sounded better than asphalt. As soon as my feet hit the soft brown dirt it was magic. My left leg felt better and my pace picked up. The congestion in my sinuses cleared and I could breathe. The two hills at the end of my run felt easy and my legs were light. As I turned into my tract, I wasn't breathing hard and nothing hurt too badly. Very encouraging.
I realize that 4 miles is not 19, but there are still 2 days to heal.
And as all my fellow runners remind me...you can always walk.

A Runner's Purse

2009-01-14T10:41:00.000-08:00

A few months ago I headed out to El Moro for an evening run. It was going to be a busy night, after the run I'd drive down PCH to Dana Point and run with the Fleet Feet people, with a Bart Yasso book signing after.
I dashed out of the house with my gear and took off to El Moro. The coast was beautiful, fog was rolling in and filling the canyon.
Where are my Asics?
no problem, i'll wear my extra pair of old shoes that i keep in the car just for these emergencies.
no spare? oh, that's right, i wore them a week ago and left them out to dry in the backyard.
I looked at my watch. I didn't have time to go home, get my shoes, run and still make it to Dana Point in time. Sadly, I drove home. Swearing I'd never get caught unprepared again.
Fast forward to today.
hmmm, my purse has been feeling a little heavy. time to clean it out.
l. Garmin Forerunner 301
2. Accel Gel-strawberry kiwi
3. Accel Gel-chocolate w/ caffeine
4. 1 tube of nuun-lemon chai flavor
5. promax bar-nutty butter crisp
6.Gatorade nutrition bar-chocolate chip
7. 21 safety pins
8. 6 non-pulling hair bands
9. a full size tube of sunscreen
10. a tube of zipfizz

no shoes...
but then there is still the gear bag in the trunk of my car...

Baz's WTRS 12K

2009-01-13T19:33:00.000-08:00

After hearing alot of good things about the WTRS I decided to try the first race, a 12K.
Saturday morning was cold and windy up at Blue Jay campground. I'd arrived about an hour early and was greeted by a somewhat crazed Baz as he tried to organize the parking situation. Working with the Ranger he managed to get 150 runners parked, signed in and ready to run.
Thru the campground and up a singletrack we all ran. The trails were pretty rocky and I took my first fall early on. I immediately got up and kept going, afraid I would get trampled by the runners behind me! I could feel a little blood trickling down my leg, but with about 30 people behind me on a narrow singletrack trail it was not a good place to stop. On and on we ran. Up hills, down hills. Back and forth thru switchbacks. By mile 4 I found myself running alone. I caught glimpses of a pack of runners in front of me and I knew that there were at least 20 behind. The trail was well marked and I never felt like I was going the wrong way...my biggest concern!
It was a beautiful run with great weather and enthusiastic people.
I believe there are 3 more races in the series and I highly recommend giving them a try. Just meeting Baz and getting one of his great hugs was worth the trip in itself.
www.bigbaztrailraces.com

2009 Fun Running Goals

2009-01-02T14:19:00.000-08:00

Like other runners, I have PR, distance and health goals.
Here are my "other" goals!

1. Buy more running shoes than 2008
2. Find the perfect mascara. One that won't run during a marathon
3. Learn to read a trail map.
4. Take a good race pix. My worst, hands down, 2008 Dana Point Turkey Trot.
5. Run and talk at the same time. It's more about not falling than not breathing...
6. Beat Benny
7. Run faster so the scenery changes more quickly
8. Run faster so I can run farther and get home at a reasonable hour. And not have to worry that search and rescue is looking for me.

I Must Be Crazy

2008-12-31T23:09:00.000-08:00

Navigation has never been my strong point. Those who know me well can attest to that. When I think we should turn right, it is almost a sure thing that the correct way would be left.
After waiting for the trails to dry out after the last rain, I was itching to hit the hills at El Moro. I looked over the trail maps, even put one in my water belt pocket just in case. I've run through the park several times, starting from the ranger station and ridgepark. The plan was 10 miles. From the ranger station up moro ridge road over and back down no name to no dogs. I carried one water bottle and 2 gels. The run up moro ridge road was good, I made steady progress and soon I was on Bommer.
My only concern was if there was a gate on bommer to a trail that connected with deer canyon. I would run for a while and if I didn't come across the gate I would go back to el moro canyon and take that trail back to the parking lot. After passing the gate to el moro canyon trail and running for about a mile there was a sign pointing to a another trailhead "bommer spur". I took the bommer trail but it didn't look familiar, so went back and took the spur. That didn't look right either so found bommer again and started running in what I thought was the direction toward ridgepark. I passed the trail heads for emerald bay, boat canyon, and ended up at laguna bowl.
I was at 10 miles on my GPS and no where near El Moro! After turning around I finally made it back to moro ridge road and the parking lot. total miles 15 plus change. I took my last sip of water at the bottom of BFI.
I even get lost on ski runs.
Maybe I should rethink trail running....

Calico Ghost Town 30K/OC Marathon

2008-12-22T08:36:00.000-08:00

How could I forget?
I officially threw my hat into the ring.

I've been "training", getting some running in on a fairly regular basis. One long run a week, however with the holidays approaching it is a challenge. 2 weeks ago my long run was 14 miles along the Aliso trail. But last week with the rain, the best I could do was 10 brain numbing miles on a treadmill and a sprinkling of 5-6 mile trots.
The OC Marathon training group meets Saturdays and we are up to 5 or 6 miles, which I try use as speed work if I don't have a race scheduled. My long runs are mon. or tues. depending on work.
Raining today, so probably no long run. Maybe tomorrow...if I don't take a snowboarding lesson...

Winter Solstice Christmas Tree 5 Miler

2008-12-22T07:38:00.000-08:00

In June we ran the Summer Solstice Watermelon 5 mile run. All finishers receive a watermelon, plus all you can eat cut watermelon. In the winter, try us events puts on the Christmas Tree run, and all finishers receive a tree. After running in the summer event for the last 2 years and having a great time, we decided to try the winter run. It's the same flat and fast course that winds through El Dorado Park in Long Beach as the Summer Solstice 5 miler. It's a small group of runners too, about 250, all friendly and looking to have a fun pre-christmas run around the park.
Benny smoked me, again! I now know that beating him in the LB Half was a fluke! And Matt was under 10min/mile again!!!! Woo Hoo!
We were expecting to go home with small potted christmas trees, but they handed out actual cut trees!!! All sizes!
I also came away with a 2nd place medal in my age group.
I try not to think about the first place runner who finished 10 min ahead of me!!!

Maple Springs SNOW!

2008-12-19T06:59:00.000-08:00

My friend Pauline and I wanted to go hiking. Pauline is back home on winter break from medical school. Grenada has alot of sunshine and rain but no snow. So, when Rick came up with his BRILLIANT idea of hiking through Maple Springs it seemed perfect. We got a late start but hit the trailhead about noon. Pauline wanted to wear shorts, and actually, being the southern california gals that we are, I almost agreed not knowing exactly how much snow we would encounter. We both ended up wearing long pants and it was a good thing.
The first mile was easy, pavement and just a little snow on the sides of the road. A few very wet creek crossings later we hit snow on the road. By mile 2 we were happily trekking through about 4-5 inches of granular fluffy white stuff. At about 2.5 miles the uphill and slogging got harder. The snow was about mid-calf to us. We came across a family coming back down, they made it to the guard rail and said it was about half an hour more. That became our goal.
It was absolutely beautiful hiking. Snow on the trees, the road in spots barely touched, it felt like we were in another state. We stopped to make snowmen...a tribute to Rick...and admired other snowpeople along the way.
We made it to the guardrail and noticed the trail beyond looked almost untouched-very inviting! But the clouds were coming in and it was getting late. Pauline still had to deal with her car which was leaking coolant when we left it in the parking lot. Sooo a few pictures later we heading down the road.
3 hours of fun just 40 min. from home!

Make Room for Santa 10K

2008-12-15T17:42:00.001-08:00

Hi Glenn!
It was really fun seeing you again! My blogging is somewhat hit and miss, and I didn't see your comment until today.
It was the perfect morning for a run, cool and dry.
Last year I ran the 5K and loved the course. This year I decided to try the 10K.
5 or 6 months ago I registered for the race, before the foot pain started. So, now it is time for the race and even though I have been running on a regular basis, I am a little concerned about my foot and running on pavement. I did the Dana Point Turkey Trot and ran both 10+5K in the rain with a little pain. But I ran it so slowly, hardly more than a jog that there was probably minimal damage.
My plan for this run...jog again, keep the pace around 10 min. Before the start, Matt and I were killing time and we ran into Glenn, a fellow San Diego RNR marathoner. We chatted briefly, then got ready for the gun. The first mile was easy, there were so many people I couldn't have gone above that pace unless I really pushed my way thru the crowd. Almost 10 min exactly at mile one. Then the 5K and 10K course split and I found myself with open space. Should I speed up? A little. Foot felt good. Picked up the pace and finished mile 2 at 9.5 min. That was it, no holds barred I went for it. It is a great flat run with a downhill finish. At mile 5 I caught up with Glenn
and continued on. In the finishing chute Glenn came from behind and passed me!!! WHAT!!!
I looked up and we had 30 yards left, so, I leaned and reached for whatever was left...I slowly caught him and when I crossed the finish line he was behind me somewhere! We laughed afterward about our PR's! It was fun to run a "real" race! Thanks Glenn, hope we can run again!

Playing Footsie

2008-12-15T17:28:00.000-08:00

Last week the foot doc ordered an MRI. The x-rays were all negative, but I was still in some pain and still had swelling after running. All the symptoms were pointing to a strained ligament and the MRI would just confirm her diagnosis and rule out completely a fracture.
Well, gosh darn it. I have 2 broken bones. She put me in a boot and wanted me off my foot for 1 month.
I pouted for a day. Ate peppermint ice cream and coconut cake.
The next day I took off the boot and went for a 5 mile run.
The entire time we had been tossing the diagnosis back and forth, before the MRI, I had continued to run. The day before the MRI I put in 14 miles to get ready for the Calico Run. The fracture must have occurred at least 2 months ago. So with the healing and lack of pain for the past 4 weeks I will continue to run, cut back on the miles, but still trot along. I'll wear the boot to work, standing for long periods does irritate it. Next appointment is 3 weeks.
I'm gonna try cycling too...

The Next Step

2008-12-01T07:14:00.000-08:00

Long Beach and Big Sur are both checked off.
By the way, I gimped thru Big Sur with a chip time of 2:09, amazing for me because my foot hurt so badly by the 8th mile I considered walking/quitting. It's a beautiful course, and I'll try to run it next year, healthy.
So, what's next?
There are some of possibles...Calico Ghost town 30 or 50K, another marathon, Twin Peaks etc. As I list my "possibles" and think about the amount of running I completed last week. I am leaning toward a trail race with longer miles...a "just to see if I can do it" type of challenge.

Would You Like Some Cheese with your Whine?

2008-11-11T08:26:00.000-08:00

Being an "older" runner, I've been lucky to have been pretty much injury free for so long. I've had a few bumps and bruises but nothing that has really kept me from running for more than a few days. I had a frozen shoulder which kept me from being able to raise my left arm for 8 months. But I could still run! Until now.
I fell on the hike down from Whitney, didn't do much but scrape my shin and bruise my knee. So I thought. Days after the fall, my left leg was black and blue and swollen from ankle to knee. The knee, a little puffy was giving me more trouble than I was expecting. I think I was favoring that knee every time I ran after the fall. Which led to my hamstring woes just before the Long Beach Half Marathon. Which I think then led to my left foot finally pulling the plug on the whole running thing. The Wednesday before Big Sur my foot was pretty sore,it had been sore for weeks, the doc said no fracture, probably just a strain. I could run on sunday, but it would delay the healing. Any running wouldn't hurt it further, just delay healing. I got a strong prescription anti-inflammatory which also upset my stomach. So I ran, got thru 10 miles with pain, then my right quad, angry because it was doing more than it's usual share of the work started to cramp up. I think I finished the race running because I couldn't face the thought of walking the rest of the way with all that pain!
I spent yesterday with my foot in ice. Looking up new races. Trails to run. Eating cinnamon rolls. Complete denial.
I thought I would roll out of bed today with my foot completely pain free, like it was a bad dream. No running today.

My Man, Bart

2008-11-11T07:43:00.000-08:00

A speaker at the Big Sur Half Marathon Expo was Bart Yasso.
A few weeks before we left for our Mt. Whitney climb, I purchased Bart Yasso's book "My Life on the Run". I enjoyed it so much, I xeroxed the last few unread chapters, packed it in my Whitney stuff and read it at night by headlamp before going to sleep on the mountain.
He turned his life around with a jog.
After running on all 7 continents, in all manner of races he's slowed down a bit due to complications from Lyme's disease. He's very active in fundraising and giving back to the community.
When his name showed up on the speakers list for the Expo I was thrilled!
We arrived in Monterey, picked up our packets and had a little time to kill before the lecture, so we wandered thru the vendors. I was looking at socks or something, I heard Matt call over "Lori, come on over here, there's someone I want you to meet". I slowly made my way a couple of booths over, still looking down at the tables of pamphlets etc. When I looked up there was Matt talking to Bart Yasso! Matt said "Bart, Lori has been running for about a year and a half. She's read your book and it's really inspired her."
Matt, thank you!!!
by the way, he will be in Laguna Niguel Nov. 20, for a book signing and fun run with the Fleet Feet crew. It's open to everyone!

Big Sur Half Marathon

2008-11-10T09:00:00.000-08:00

At some race expo there was a booth for the Big Sur Half Marathon in Monterey. A beautiful poster was displayed with the Pacific Grove coastline in the background and a line of runners making their way along the road.
After I got home, a spur of the moment decision was made to sign up.
It was the most beautiful course I have ever run.
The start is close to fishermans wharf and you run for about 5 miles thru the city. At one point I remember looking up and the shoreline was just ahead. It floored me. The ocean, the trees and the jagged shoreline-amazing!
I am putting this race on my calender for next year.

The Summit

2008-11-10T08:17:00.000-08:00

The morning was very cold. Matt was putting on what seemed to be every piece of clothing he brought. The first stop was trail camp, 5 min. up the trail to fill our camelbaks. After filtering and filling we took off for the trailhead, it was about 0700.
The hike started out easy, the sky was clear and the wind had died off. Soon we were peeling off layers, at one point Matt stood guard as I tried to strip off my long underware on a switchback.
Everyone complains about the 99 switchbacks, yes, there are 99 of them and yes, it is a chore.
We arrived at Trail Crest , admired the views and were encouraged by the time and how well we still felt. Most say that if you can make it to trail crest you can make it to the summit. A brief rest and we pushed on. The trail takes a very steep drop at this point, you can see Guitar lake , then slowly climbs. I liked this part of our hike. The views were breathtaking. At one point we reached a section where you could see Whitney and the long winding trail that takes you to the summit. The altitude was becoming a factor now and that long trail to the top was going to take a long time to hike.
We were having to stop every 30 min to catch our breath, they were short breaks, but our muscles needed rest and more oxygen. When we could see the summit hut , maybe 0.5 miles from the top, the headaches started and every step from that point on required focused determination. 10 steps and rest. 8 steps and rest. Finally we were on top and all the pain vanished. As Matt said, "It was all he had hoped for and more". We signed the book, took in the views and sat down to eat. My headache was gone and we were both suddenly hungry. It is amazing to be on top of a mountain. To take in that 360 degree view with nothing higher than yourself....
It was a long process to reach the peak. The training, planning and cost were certainly all factors. But that first step on the summit made it all worthwhile.

Mt. Whitney Part Two

2008-10-23T21:44:00.000-07:00

Sept. 24th we set out for Mt. Whitney, an overnight stay at the Whitney portal campground to acclimate then the hike to Consultation Lake to camp. The elevation at the lake is around 12,000 feet. The hike from the portal was brutal carrying the packs, but the training was paying off. We didn't need to stop often and we were making pretty good time. After passing Outpost camp at 10,000 feet the hike seemed to get harder. The air was pretty thin and the climb steeper.
We passed and were passed by a group of men, they were going to Trail camp to spend the night. They'd done this climb before and knew that the lake was just over the ridge. After what felt to be an eternity, the lake came into view. The group of men decided that trail camp was just a few too many steps too far and headed down to lake with us.
The sun was setting and we rushed to set up camp. After a fast, dehydrated, dinner we tried to get some sleep. 50 mph winds swirled around us for most of the night. I kept waiting for the tent to completely blow apart. I imagined my pack, which was outside in the vestibule, flying into the sky, a scene out of the wizard of oz!
After an endless night and maybe 1 hour of sleep we got up to make our attempt on the summit.

Mt. Whitney

2008-10-22T20:03:00.000-07:00

Now that Long Beach is over for 2008, i'll backtrack a few months.
Early 2008 a few of us in the lab were tossing around the idea of climbing Mt. Whitney. The permit lottery opened in February. After some planning we put our names into the lottery and hoped for the best. April mail brought our winning a Sept. 25-28th permit to hike the mountain.
It was better than Christmas! We spent hours scouring the internet for info, what to pack, the weather, how to train. Every free weekend we tried to hike the local mountains-Baldy, San Jacinto, Baden-Powell, Saddleback and San Gorgonio. Hiking took the place of running, for the most part, however I tried to get involved with the OCTR to increase leg strength for the uphills and build up stamina. Matt and I trained for, and ran a marathon to help with our chances to summit.
After months of researching gear and living at REI we finally took some backpacking trips to try it all out. An overnighter, then climb up to the top of Baden-Powell was encouraging. Pack was good, stove worked and sleeping bag was warm.
The next overnighter on San Gorgonio was not so good. I was way overpacked-my pack weighed 40lbs without water. The trail was alot steeper than the one to Baden-Powell. 3 hours and I was ready to give it up. We never made it to the summit. Discouraged, I renewed my efforts to train, did some great cardio hikes with Irvine Ranch Conservancy and bought a beefier backpack.
Next post-the trip to Mt Whitney.

High Tech and Low Tech

2008-10-12T18:57:00.000-07:00

Whew, we made it to the finish line! Honestly, a few days ago, that was all I wanted out of this race. To finish. After 4 days of ice, ibuprophen and wrapping I was hobbling along on my sore left hamstring. I got a 5 mile run out of it on Friday, nice and slow on the Wood Canyon trail with out too much pain. I was cautiously optimistic...
I'd read about some compression tights-very high tech. Thick and strong lycra with strips of nylon sewn on top to provide support, much like being taped. I bought a pair instead of trying to run with the neoprene wrap, which kept slipping down during my Friday practice run.
Sunday at the starting line I realized I forgot my watch! How can I run without a watch? I won't know my pace! No time to go back, so I just let the crowd dictate the pace at the start. Mile 3 I asked a man for the time. 36 min. Yikes better step it up! The crowd was starting to thin and I was thinking I needed to make up a lot of time! So I ran this race in a very low tech manner. I listened to my body. Ran as fast as I could for as long as I could, then slowed to catch my breath. I had no idea of the time until I saw the finish clock. My chip time: 2:06:32. 7 min faster than 2007.
Matt is amazing. He'd run maybe 5 or 6 times to train for this and finished 2:17:59! Imagine if he'd actually trained...

Happy Endings?!

2008-10-09T07:41:00.000-07:00

Sunday, Matt and I ran 10 miles through the back bay. It was a lovely morning, not too hot when we started out. By mile 7 I was starting to feel the heat and my left hamstring was starting to pull. Thinking it was just cramps I downed a HammerGel with some water and continued to limp along. After making the turn onto East Bluff, I trudged up the hill towards Corona Del Mar High school. My hamstring was feeling much better, it was probably the incline, and I happily trotted the last half mile uphill.
Fast forward to Wednesday(no running since Sunday). We decide to try another run, our legs should have recovered from Sundays long run by now. 2 minutes after we start, my left hamstring is killing me. I wave Matt on to continue. Our plan was to run 6 miles. I start walking. Run alittle more, pain, walk again. At 3 miles, our turnaround point, I caught up to Matt and we start back. It's downhill for about 1.5 miles and my leg feels better so I pass him, but last 1.5 miles back to the car uphill killed me.
I had gotten some advice from other runners, Rick S. and Bill R., both whom run ultra's, to consult a massage therapist. Well, the Long Beach Half is just days away and I can barely walk, let alone run...so, as fast as my little legs could carry me I dig up the yellow pages and leaf through the massage therapists. "Happy Endings", Ultimate Pleasure", "Exotic Massage"...What!!!! Maybe if I get an "Ultimate Pleasure" massage by a hunky guy I'll forget my pain?! Matt suggests I look under "Theraputic Massage" in the yellow pages.
Well, to wrap this up, I found a sports massage therapist who spent an hour working over my abused legs. This morning I woke up almost pain free and thinking about running...not!

Is it the Weather?

2008-10-07T13:43:00.000-07:00

Hmmm, I think I am in heatwave funk...
At least 4 times in the last 7 days I've gotten dressed to run, opened the door and BOOM got a face full of warm air. Which in turn made me close the door and swear to myself that I will run in the evening when it is cooler. But it never got cool enough to run!
Countdown to the Long Beach Half, 4 days and counting...

Long Beach Half Marathon

2008-10-03T17:03:00.000-07:00

2007 I ran the Long Beach Half Marathon. It was my first race over 10K, and I'd only been running 10 months. I bugged the heck out of every runner I knew, questions about mileage, shoes, gels, and injuries! Then it got hot, in the 80's at 8 am, still in the 80's at 6pm. How do you run in that kind of heat! What if the marathon was HOT!!!
Race day arrived and I did everything wrong...we(my honey and best buddy, Matt) got lost due to my bad directions, but he managed to get me to the starting line 5 min before the gun. I didn't stretch and I tied my left shoe too tight!
I found my pace group and the race started. The pace leader was great, it's amazing how they keep on time! It was a good run, I stayed with my group until the last 2 miles, I had to slow because that left shoe did me in...never occurred to me to loosen it. Finish time was 2:13. Woo Hoo I did it!
Well the 2008 Long Beach Half is a little more than a week away. I finally ran 9 miles today. Think I'm in trouble? Well, I still have a week, maybe if I run every day...

My First Blog Entry!

2008-09-30T08:42:00.000-07:00

Hi All,
My life has gotten so full in the last year, I've met amazing people, climbed mountains and run hundreds of miles...it didn't seem fair to keep all this to myself so I'm sharing, just in case you wanted to share with me!

It's hard to know where to begin this internet stroll down memory lane. But I guess I would have to start with running, my life changes began with running.

January 2007, I was faced with a birthday. You know, one of those MILESTONE birthdays. I was in terrible physical shape. We live on a small hill in a city with alot of hills. Every July 4th we'd walk down the hill to watch the fireworks over the lake, then hike up the hill to home. The quarter mile hike up the hill took forever and left me breathless. So, in January with that birthday looking me straight in the eye I started running. I bought a pair of running shoes and DROVE to the lake that was a quarter mile away and ran...for 2 min...thinking I was gonna pass out right there, I stopped, walked 15 min to catch my breath and continued this until I got around the lake, 1.8 miles.

1 year, 9 months later I've completed about 10 5K's, 3 10K's, 1 half marathon and 1 marathon. Mixed into these traditional runs were 2, 5 mile Watermelon runs(really quite nice) and a 5 mile trail run.

Now with my story on board, my next posts will be about what's been going on the last few months...but gotta run along now...Long beach Half Marathon is Oct. 12!