Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Dog Pack 50K Fat Ass
Chalk up another super fun training run!
Today I ventured out to a trail I hadn't run upon before. Les of the MN Dog Pack was hosting a run on one of the trails at the Murph-it was a 1 10 mile loop with steady rolling hills, thickly wooded, some prairie, some mountain bikers. It was a blast.
I left home at 530AM, with a full two hours before start time. I woke early enough to bake 2 sweet breads and frost them to share at the start, eat breakfast and hit the road.
I had a pretty good idea where I was going as I ran Buck Hill in Burnsville quite a bit this summer for Superior 100 prep. This trail wasn't far from the hill. Well, one glitch. Burnsville Parkway wasn't marked due to construction so I ended up driving up and down Co Rd 42 into Savage and back to Burnsville over and over looking for it. I finally stopped at a gas station, asked for directions and was told to turn at the Abdallah Chocolate Factory. Yeah, I had driven past the Chocolate Factory half a dozen times. It was now 730 and I was late for the start. My sweet breads were cold. Oh well.
740 and I pulled into the trail head. I could see a big train of runners looping around the hill and was thankful that I at least knew which direction to start running in. Cindy was manning the start/finish aid and gave me a quick run down on where I should begin and an outline of the course 'rules to run 50K'. I was off and running!
The trail was really cool. Lots of short, steep ups and downs, 10 miles of trail contained in a 2.5 mile area. It was crazy fun. I would hear people talking and laughing near me, then would see people through the woods, and was amazed at how long it took me to catch them!
Pretty soon snow began to fall! I couldn't believe it. The snow actually stuck to the ground and covered the leaves. It was fabulous. The snow fell for a few hours, eventually quitting and warming up a bit.
After a good 7 miles I finally caught Les, Dave, Mick and Maynard. I chatted a bit, they didn't want to let me pass, so I had to knock Maynard to the ground. Then they let me through! Ha! Maynard really did fall down, but it wasn't my fault, really!
I ran on, finished the first 10 miles in under 2 hours. I ran it hard, trying to catch runners. I was surprised I didn't catch anyone going out for another 10 at the trail head. There were two runners, but they were finished after 10 miles. I filled my bottles, grabbed a few gels from my pack and headed back out for loop 2. I was rather disappointed that I ran loop 1 alone. I was looking for some company on loop 2.
After a few miles Maria spotted me. She told me she'd walk, that I could catch up to her. It was deceiving to me as to how far away she was! I ran and ran and ran and FINALLY caught up to her! We fell into a great conversation and pace and the miles just clicked right off.
2:20 or so later we were back at the trail head, filling bottles and grabbing more gels, ready to head out for miles 20-30.
Loop 3 and we didn't pass another runner. Every once in a while we'd see Les and Co running through the woods, would shout out a hello, and be on our way. Les had dropped off a cooler of bottled water, Coke and Powerade for us to fill up along the course. It was really nice to only have to carry a handheld bottle and a few gels in my pocket.
Instead of eating solid food today I tried all liquids and gels. It worked very well. I had no cramping of the stomach and my energy was high. I had 1 bottle of Accelerade, 1 bottle of Cliff Cranberry something or another and a bottle of Heed. I just mixed up whatever was available. I had a bag of Margarita Cliff Blocks and 3 Hammerheed gels. It was about 35F so I didn't need any Scaps, didn't need any Advil. Nothing ached, I felt great.
There were probably a dozen or two bikers out there to share the trail with. They were very polite, shouted out when they needed to get past us.
Maria and I finished the 50K in 6:40. Oh, I guess since I began 15 minutes later I actually finished in 6:25. I really had a blast. I'm thankful that I hitched up with Maria.
We wrote down our finishing time on the recording sheet and noticed that 30 runners had been out there with us! 30! Over half of them ran 10 miles and a few ran 20 or more. I believe 7 of us: Paul, Pierre, Maria, Me, Les, Ed and Dave ran the full 50K.
After we packed up the goodies Maria shared at the aid station we headed off for Les and Cindy's home, as they were hosting a pot luck following the run.
Upon our arrival Cindy offered me a hot shower. Oh, what a treat! I washed away the filth and the chill and hung out visiting with friends for a few more hours.
What a fabulous day! Thank you to Les and Cindy for their hospitality.
Today I ventured out to a trail I hadn't run upon before. Les of the MN Dog Pack was hosting a run on one of the trails at the Murph-it was a 1 10 mile loop with steady rolling hills, thickly wooded, some prairie, some mountain bikers. It was a blast.
I left home at 530AM, with a full two hours before start time. I woke early enough to bake 2 sweet breads and frost them to share at the start, eat breakfast and hit the road.
I had a pretty good idea where I was going as I ran Buck Hill in Burnsville quite a bit this summer for Superior 100 prep. This trail wasn't far from the hill. Well, one glitch. Burnsville Parkway wasn't marked due to construction so I ended up driving up and down Co Rd 42 into Savage and back to Burnsville over and over looking for it. I finally stopped at a gas station, asked for directions and was told to turn at the Abdallah Chocolate Factory. Yeah, I had driven past the Chocolate Factory half a dozen times. It was now 730 and I was late for the start. My sweet breads were cold. Oh well.
740 and I pulled into the trail head. I could see a big train of runners looping around the hill and was thankful that I at least knew which direction to start running in. Cindy was manning the start/finish aid and gave me a quick run down on where I should begin and an outline of the course 'rules to run 50K'. I was off and running!
The trail was really cool. Lots of short, steep ups and downs, 10 miles of trail contained in a 2.5 mile area. It was crazy fun. I would hear people talking and laughing near me, then would see people through the woods, and was amazed at how long it took me to catch them!
Pretty soon snow began to fall! I couldn't believe it. The snow actually stuck to the ground and covered the leaves. It was fabulous. The snow fell for a few hours, eventually quitting and warming up a bit.
After a good 7 miles I finally caught Les, Dave, Mick and Maynard. I chatted a bit, they didn't want to let me pass, so I had to knock Maynard to the ground. Then they let me through! Ha! Maynard really did fall down, but it wasn't my fault, really!
I ran on, finished the first 10 miles in under 2 hours. I ran it hard, trying to catch runners. I was surprised I didn't catch anyone going out for another 10 at the trail head. There were two runners, but they were finished after 10 miles. I filled my bottles, grabbed a few gels from my pack and headed back out for loop 2. I was rather disappointed that I ran loop 1 alone. I was looking for some company on loop 2.
After a few miles Maria spotted me. She told me she'd walk, that I could catch up to her. It was deceiving to me as to how far away she was! I ran and ran and ran and FINALLY caught up to her! We fell into a great conversation and pace and the miles just clicked right off.
2:20 or so later we were back at the trail head, filling bottles and grabbing more gels, ready to head out for miles 20-30.
Loop 3 and we didn't pass another runner. Every once in a while we'd see Les and Co running through the woods, would shout out a hello, and be on our way. Les had dropped off a cooler of bottled water, Coke and Powerade for us to fill up along the course. It was really nice to only have to carry a handheld bottle and a few gels in my pocket.
Instead of eating solid food today I tried all liquids and gels. It worked very well. I had no cramping of the stomach and my energy was high. I had 1 bottle of Accelerade, 1 bottle of Cliff Cranberry something or another and a bottle of Heed. I just mixed up whatever was available. I had a bag of Margarita Cliff Blocks and 3 Hammerheed gels. It was about 35F so I didn't need any Scaps, didn't need any Advil. Nothing ached, I felt great.
There were probably a dozen or two bikers out there to share the trail with. They were very polite, shouted out when they needed to get past us.
Maria and I finished the 50K in 6:40. Oh, I guess since I began 15 minutes later I actually finished in 6:25. I really had a blast. I'm thankful that I hitched up with Maria.
We wrote down our finishing time on the recording sheet and noticed that 30 runners had been out there with us! 30! Over half of them ran 10 miles and a few ran 20 or more. I believe 7 of us: Paul, Pierre, Maria, Me, Les, Ed and Dave ran the full 50K.
After we packed up the goodies Maria shared at the aid station we headed off for Les and Cindy's home, as they were hosting a pot luck following the run.
Upon our arrival Cindy offered me a hot shower. Oh, what a treat! I washed away the filth and the chill and hung out visiting with friends for a few more hours.
What a fabulous day! Thank you to Les and Cindy for their hospitality.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Peace. At Last.
This afternoon as Topaz jumped into the back of my CR-V I grabbed his orange running vest. I realized I had on a pink top, it was 60F and I wasn't about to put on my orange running jacket. Oh well, I figured the hunters wouldn't shoot at hot pink, I hoped.
As I pulled into a desolate road, as the trail head is closed, as the whole trail is closed and I now have to run on the sly, I realized that the hunters were not hanging out of the trees. Hunting season in the Sherburne Wildlife Refuge must have finished up on Sunday. Yippee!
I was able to enter the fields without peeking around the trees, looking to see if a person in orange was nearby. I was able to run relaxed, shoulders down, mind floating from one thought to another, running through the peaceful woods without hearing the shots of nearby hunters. It was wonderful.
I noticed that Topaz wasn't running quite as close to me, he was way out to the side, or way up in front, then tearing back to me as fast as he could. I realized that he hadn't been running in his normal manner the past two weeks. The gun shots were making him nervous as well. I hadn't noticed it at the time. I noticed that he was again running with the deer, and realized that the last two weeks he hadn't been running with them. He had been sticking with me. Interesting.
Today the only noise that made me bunch my shoulders to my neck in anxiety was the noise that the three grouse made as they flew out of the tree and right across my path! They freaked me out!
I had an abundance of energy today. This morning I had the BEST ever treadmill workout. I ran my fastest ever. EVER. I was planning on running my usual intervals: warm up, run 5 minutes at 7 mph, 5 minutes a 8 mph, then 1 minute at 8.5, recover a minute, repeat. Today I ran 4 7:34 minute miles. I have never run that. Ever. Ever ever ever before. It was awesome. I had incredible energy and I don't know why, for sure. I have a theory..but who knows for sure. I thought because of my great AM workout that tonight's run would be lacking; but it wasn't. I felt like running another 8 miles. I didn't, it was getting dark and I have two workouts scheduled for tomorrow, but still, this energy is incredible.
I think it is because I am 'detoxified'. I think that the chemical reaction I get from the sugar is gone, I'm eating cups of healthy veggies, lean meats, ample fats and fruits each day, this is giving me great energy. It has to be the loss of the sugar, the additional healthy veggies, etc. that are making a difference in my workouts.
Today after my treadmill workout I had 1 whole egg, 11 whites, 3 cups of sauteed spinach (it shrinks to less than 1 cup cooked) and a cup of mushrooms with a slice of no fat cheese to create a whopper of an omelet. I had a huge pear at about 10. For lunch I had a cup of chopped carrots, a chopped apple, 5 oz tuna, 1 T low fat mayo, raisins. For dinner I had 3 cups of sauteed broccoli, 6 oz of salmon, an onion, soy sauce. For dessert I had a very ripe banana. I was totally satisfied and full. All that fiber, all those veggies, plenty of omega, all good stuff. I had plenty of energy to fuel my workouts. I didn't miss my oats at all, I ran out yesterday and didn't make it to the store today. I was still full when I was going to eat another 200 calories so I just let it go. I think the soy sauce has made me very thirsty and with all of the water I am drinking I could not eat another thing.
I will be sure to get in all of calories in tomorrow; I wonder how my workouts tomorrow will go. I continue to be amazed at how great I feel, how much energy I have, since I have stopped eating sugar. I'm reading more and more data on the connection between sugar and brain chemistry, how it has been proven that sugar can change our brain chemistry over time and it blows my mind.
Now, I must watch The Biggest Loser.
As I pulled into a desolate road, as the trail head is closed, as the whole trail is closed and I now have to run on the sly, I realized that the hunters were not hanging out of the trees. Hunting season in the Sherburne Wildlife Refuge must have finished up on Sunday. Yippee!
I was able to enter the fields without peeking around the trees, looking to see if a person in orange was nearby. I was able to run relaxed, shoulders down, mind floating from one thought to another, running through the peaceful woods without hearing the shots of nearby hunters. It was wonderful.
I noticed that Topaz wasn't running quite as close to me, he was way out to the side, or way up in front, then tearing back to me as fast as he could. I realized that he hadn't been running in his normal manner the past two weeks. The gun shots were making him nervous as well. I hadn't noticed it at the time. I noticed that he was again running with the deer, and realized that the last two weeks he hadn't been running with them. He had been sticking with me. Interesting.
Today the only noise that made me bunch my shoulders to my neck in anxiety was the noise that the three grouse made as they flew out of the tree and right across my path! They freaked me out!
I had an abundance of energy today. This morning I had the BEST ever treadmill workout. I ran my fastest ever. EVER. I was planning on running my usual intervals: warm up, run 5 minutes at 7 mph, 5 minutes a 8 mph, then 1 minute at 8.5, recover a minute, repeat. Today I ran 4 7:34 minute miles. I have never run that. Ever. Ever ever ever before. It was awesome. I had incredible energy and I don't know why, for sure. I have a theory..but who knows for sure. I thought because of my great AM workout that tonight's run would be lacking; but it wasn't. I felt like running another 8 miles. I didn't, it was getting dark and I have two workouts scheduled for tomorrow, but still, this energy is incredible.
I think it is because I am 'detoxified'. I think that the chemical reaction I get from the sugar is gone, I'm eating cups of healthy veggies, lean meats, ample fats and fruits each day, this is giving me great energy. It has to be the loss of the sugar, the additional healthy veggies, etc. that are making a difference in my workouts.
Today after my treadmill workout I had 1 whole egg, 11 whites, 3 cups of sauteed spinach (it shrinks to less than 1 cup cooked) and a cup of mushrooms with a slice of no fat cheese to create a whopper of an omelet. I had a huge pear at about 10. For lunch I had a cup of chopped carrots, a chopped apple, 5 oz tuna, 1 T low fat mayo, raisins. For dinner I had 3 cups of sauteed broccoli, 6 oz of salmon, an onion, soy sauce. For dessert I had a very ripe banana. I was totally satisfied and full. All that fiber, all those veggies, plenty of omega, all good stuff. I had plenty of energy to fuel my workouts. I didn't miss my oats at all, I ran out yesterday and didn't make it to the store today. I was still full when I was going to eat another 200 calories so I just let it go. I think the soy sauce has made me very thirsty and with all of the water I am drinking I could not eat another thing.
I will be sure to get in all of calories in tomorrow; I wonder how my workouts tomorrow will go. I continue to be amazed at how great I feel, how much energy I have, since I have stopped eating sugar. I'm reading more and more data on the connection between sugar and brain chemistry, how it has been proven that sugar can change our brain chemistry over time and it blows my mind.
Now, I must watch The Biggest Loser.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Happy Birthday Run
Today we celebrated the birthdays of Duke, Nancy and Pierre. What better way to celebrate November birthdays then meet up for a run at Afton State Park and have a pot luck and loads of visiting afterward? None that I can think of!
It's a little less than a two hour drive for me. I arrived EARLY for a change. I didn't have to stop for gasoline this time around and didn't have to have anyone await my arrival.
We had a great turnout too. The day was simply stunning: 58F and SUNNY. No wind, no snow, just a beautiful day on the trail. Most of us were overdressed. The jackets, hats and gloves came off quickly.
We headed out at 8 AM for a 2.5 hour run through the woods. Did I mention how beautiful the day was? I couldn't stop saying that during the run either. It was blissful. I was full of bliss. Yeah, it was that great.
We ran along the snowshoe single track and areas that I think are for deer only. Luckily, Jeffrey knows the deer trail and takes us off of the beaten path to do a bit of bushwhacking. It was incredible! Five deer passed us easily.
Back to the visitor center for hot coffee, Caribou Mocha Java, compliments of Nancy no less, wonderful fruit salads, trail mixes, egg bakes, cakes and brownies. Lots of goodies and great company.
A great way to spend the morning.
I'm looking forward to meeting up next week for the 50K FA.
Now, I have a date with 100 pounds of potatoes that are ready to be turned into lefse :) I need to get busy.
Happy Birthday to Duke, Nancy and Pierre!
It's a little less than a two hour drive for me. I arrived EARLY for a change. I didn't have to stop for gasoline this time around and didn't have to have anyone await my arrival.
We had a great turnout too. The day was simply stunning: 58F and SUNNY. No wind, no snow, just a beautiful day on the trail. Most of us were overdressed. The jackets, hats and gloves came off quickly.
We headed out at 8 AM for a 2.5 hour run through the woods. Did I mention how beautiful the day was? I couldn't stop saying that during the run either. It was blissful. I was full of bliss. Yeah, it was that great.
We ran along the snowshoe single track and areas that I think are for deer only. Luckily, Jeffrey knows the deer trail and takes us off of the beaten path to do a bit of bushwhacking. It was incredible! Five deer passed us easily.
Back to the visitor center for hot coffee, Caribou Mocha Java, compliments of Nancy no less, wonderful fruit salads, trail mixes, egg bakes, cakes and brownies. Lots of goodies and great company.
A great way to spend the morning.
I'm looking forward to meeting up next week for the 50K FA.
Now, I have a date with 100 pounds of potatoes that are ready to be turned into lefse :) I need to get busy.
Happy Birthday to Duke, Nancy and Pierre!
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Blaze Orange
The Minnesota Deer Opener began yesterday. Let the shot guns fly. Topaz and I headed out to the Blue Hill Trail as it is a no hunting zone. I always hear hunters around the perimeter of the trail where hunting is allowed, but have yet to see a hunter on the trail.
As I approached the trail head I saw the sign: Closed for Repair of Bridges. The parking lot was closed. The bridges have been out since August. I just wade through the water; no biggie. I like that many of the trail walkers now stay home due to the bridges being out.
I decided to drive up to the Mahonen Trail; it's not as nice, about 4 miles long, will do it a pinch. As I approached this trail I saw the sign "warning: deer hunt in progress, must wear blaze orange". There was only one truck in the lot, I figured it was a walker or something. Well, good grief, as I am running down the trail here I see the man in orange in a tree stand right over the trail that I am running upon. I can hear shots all over the place. I was a wreck. Even though I had on my blaze orange, and Topaz had on his, I was freaked out. Not worth it. So not worth it.
I got back into the car and headed back to Blue Hill. I decided to park across the street in the deer hunting zone and run over to the trail. Ah, relief. No gun shots, but running where I wasn't supposed to be, and being freaked out from the deer shots I heard from Mahonen, had my hair on end. I didn't enjoy it very much. I couldn't relax. I ran for three hours; three hours of dodging deer hunters is what it felt like. I didn't see any hunters on Blue Hill, the bridges haven't been touched. I came home and saw online that the freaking trail will be closed until December 31. Well, *uck that.
Today we headed back out to Mille Lacs Kathio State Park. No deer hunting allowed in the whole park :) Topaz and I had on our blaze orange, but I didn't hear a shot. Peace. Quiet. Relaxing. Just what I needed. 7 wonderful hours on the trail. I'm really digging this park!
Today I investigated the river and lakes of the park. Topaz swam, I skipped rocks. It was a beautiful day; warm, not windy, 60F. Tomorrow the cold front comes through.
My legs are achy. Yesterday I completed a whopper of a leg workout. I had been doing Afterburn workouts since July. I just finished up the 12 week set, it went well, is good to do with all the racing I did during the summer as it doesn't wreck me. Today I went back and began Muscle Professor workouts from LL. Oh man, I forgot how wicked the legs template was. I did the following:
Barbell Squat: 90x10x1; 155x10x3
Sitting Leg Press: 100x10x1, 190x10x3
Leg Extension: 35x10x1, 85x10x3
Laying Ham Curl: 40x10x1, 90x10x3
Barbell Dead Lift: 45x10x1, 90x10x3
Adducter: 90x10x1, 165x10x3
Abductor: 90x10x1, 165x10x3
It took me 60 minutes! I love the muscle professor. I came home, entered my values and printed off legs for next week. In the meantime, I'm planning 3x in the gym a week; biceps/chest/tricep; legs; shoulder/back. Winter is a good time to build my strength back up.
Ought to be interesting hobbling out my treadmill intervals in the AM!
As I approached the trail head I saw the sign: Closed for Repair of Bridges. The parking lot was closed. The bridges have been out since August. I just wade through the water; no biggie. I like that many of the trail walkers now stay home due to the bridges being out.
I decided to drive up to the Mahonen Trail; it's not as nice, about 4 miles long, will do it a pinch. As I approached this trail I saw the sign "warning: deer hunt in progress, must wear blaze orange". There was only one truck in the lot, I figured it was a walker or something. Well, good grief, as I am running down the trail here I see the man in orange in a tree stand right over the trail that I am running upon. I can hear shots all over the place. I was a wreck. Even though I had on my blaze orange, and Topaz had on his, I was freaked out. Not worth it. So not worth it.
I got back into the car and headed back to Blue Hill. I decided to park across the street in the deer hunting zone and run over to the trail. Ah, relief. No gun shots, but running where I wasn't supposed to be, and being freaked out from the deer shots I heard from Mahonen, had my hair on end. I didn't enjoy it very much. I couldn't relax. I ran for three hours; three hours of dodging deer hunters is what it felt like. I didn't see any hunters on Blue Hill, the bridges haven't been touched. I came home and saw online that the freaking trail will be closed until December 31. Well, *uck that.
Today we headed back out to Mille Lacs Kathio State Park. No deer hunting allowed in the whole park :) Topaz and I had on our blaze orange, but I didn't hear a shot. Peace. Quiet. Relaxing. Just what I needed. 7 wonderful hours on the trail. I'm really digging this park!
Today I investigated the river and lakes of the park. Topaz swam, I skipped rocks. It was a beautiful day; warm, not windy, 60F. Tomorrow the cold front comes through.
My legs are achy. Yesterday I completed a whopper of a leg workout. I had been doing Afterburn workouts since July. I just finished up the 12 week set, it went well, is good to do with all the racing I did during the summer as it doesn't wreck me. Today I went back and began Muscle Professor workouts from LL. Oh man, I forgot how wicked the legs template was. I did the following:
Barbell Squat: 90x10x1; 155x10x3
Sitting Leg Press: 100x10x1, 190x10x3
Leg Extension: 35x10x1, 85x10x3
Laying Ham Curl: 40x10x1, 90x10x3
Barbell Dead Lift: 45x10x1, 90x10x3
Adducter: 90x10x1, 165x10x3
Abductor: 90x10x1, 165x10x3
It took me 60 minutes! I love the muscle professor. I came home, entered my values and printed off legs for next week. In the meantime, I'm planning 3x in the gym a week; biceps/chest/tricep; legs; shoulder/back. Winter is a good time to build my strength back up.
Ought to be interesting hobbling out my treadmill intervals in the AM!
Thursday, November 01, 2007
OZZY STILL ROCKS!
While driving home from the Superior Sawtooth 100 Mile Run last month I heard on the radio that 93X was having a Halloween Ball at the Target Center, on Halloween. Rob Zombie was opening for OZZY. Oooh yeah. I knew I wouldn't be able to get Steve to go with me, he's grown old on me. I couldn't think of anyone else who might want to go..well, maybe Tyler..I thought..I suppose I could bring him to his first concert..if he'd even want to go with him Dear Old Mom.
Luckily for me, Ty was all up for it.
We headed over to the Target Center in Minneapolis last night, all excited for Ozzie and Ty's first concert.
We had awesome tickets, on the floor, 5th row. Found our seat and settled in for fun.
Ozzie didn't disappoint! Holy shit, he still rocks and rolls. He's a bit heavier, sobriety will do that to a person, but man oh man, he rocks hard. He opened up with one of his new songs: I Don't Wanna Stop, then Crazy Train..the place was loud and rocking, then Suicide Solution, Mr. Crowley, Not Going Away, Road to Nowhere, Bark At The Moon (I was barking), Zakk Wylde solo for 20 freaking minutes of bad ass guitar solo, I Don't Know, Here For You, I Don't Want to Change The World, Mama, I'm Coming Home and then PARANOID for the Encore. Freaking Amazing.
We rocked and rolled until 11, got home at 1230 and talked about the concert until 130. It was great to share with Tyler. He told me it was one of the great times in his (short) life. I'm just glad I was a part of it!
Luckily for me, Ty was all up for it.
We headed over to the Target Center in Minneapolis last night, all excited for Ozzie and Ty's first concert.
We had awesome tickets, on the floor, 5th row. Found our seat and settled in for fun.
Ozzie didn't disappoint! Holy shit, he still rocks and rolls. He's a bit heavier, sobriety will do that to a person, but man oh man, he rocks hard. He opened up with one of his new songs: I Don't Wanna Stop, then Crazy Train..the place was loud and rocking, then Suicide Solution, Mr. Crowley, Not Going Away, Road to Nowhere, Bark At The Moon (I was barking), Zakk Wylde solo for 20 freaking minutes of bad ass guitar solo, I Don't Know, Here For You, I Don't Want to Change The World, Mama, I'm Coming Home and then PARANOID for the Encore. Freaking Amazing.
We rocked and rolled until 11, got home at 1230 and talked about the concert until 130. It was great to share with Tyler. He told me it was one of the great times in his (short) life. I'm just glad I was a part of it!
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Kathio State Park
Last night while attending a party given by Troy's football coach for all of the players and family, Steve told me that he and the boys were going to do some hunting today. They'd be home before the 530 wedding and reception we had to attend.
Oooh, I thought, I have a full day to myself..what shall I do? Shopping..ah, not much of a shopper-cleaning..nah, napping..too nice outside..
I'll be having many full days and even weekends to myself soon..deer hunting begins next weekend :)
I recalled when driving home from the Superior 100, I had stopped at the Holiday Gas Station in Duluth and saw on the shelf "Minnesota Running Trails", written by my friend, Kate Havelin. I hadn't seen it around yet, and was excited to purchase and read this book. I figured I'd read it and maybe hike some of the trails Kate writes about during my recovery from Superior.
I came home, read the book in two days, loved it, and became very busy with football/fall baseball and recovery ended up only taking a week. I hadn't visited any of the trails in this gem of a book.
Last night when we arrived home, I pulled the book back out, deciding Topaz and I would head out to a new trail.
I decided on the Kathio State Park; only a bit over an hour away, 35 miles of trails, wooded, open, grassy and hilly, it sounded wonderful!
It was wonderful! The park is the 4th largest state park in Minnesota. It is just west of Mille Lacs Lake.I can't believe that I didn't see anyone there for the full day! It is so beautiful. Minnesota is a wonderful beautiful state. This state park is fantastic. Miles and miles of dirt, grass, rocky and some gravel trails. Lots of rolling hills, it is very well marked, I never became lost; and I always become lost!
The trees, although past peak color, were still covered with leaves and still had much of their color left. I saw many oak, maple and birch.
There was a large Interpretive Center that had indoor bathrooms and pop machines. I was able to wash up before heading home.
We ran along ridges, up and down grassy hills, through meadows, through lots of swampy areas.I'm not sure how many miles we ran, but we ran for 8 hours, at least a 50K, probably more. 8 wonderful, quiet, beautiful hours.
I counted up to 35 deer, then quit counting. I counted 3 wolves, too. The wolves made me a bit nervous, but they were more shy of me then I was of them. They made Topaz's hair stand up on his shoulders as he let out a growl.
I will certainly head back out to Kathio again. I had an excellent day. I'm anxious to check out some of the other trails, too.
So much for a cut back in mileage this week. After running over 90 miles last week, I thought I'd aim for 70 this week. After today, I'm up to 82, planning 10 tomorrow.
The weather has just been fantastic. Sunny, mid 50's, too nice not to spend some long hours running. With the family hunting, I have plenty of time.
Next weekend I think I may drive up to Duluth to run the new section of the Superior Hiking Trail. I haven't run that portion and have heard that it is very well done.
I guess I need to get ready for a wedding now. Blech. Two nights in a row=too much social interaction for me. Maybe I'll pass.
Oooh, I thought, I have a full day to myself..what shall I do? Shopping..ah, not much of a shopper-cleaning..nah, napping..too nice outside..
I'll be having many full days and even weekends to myself soon..deer hunting begins next weekend :)
I recalled when driving home from the Superior 100, I had stopped at the Holiday Gas Station in Duluth and saw on the shelf "Minnesota Running Trails", written by my friend, Kate Havelin. I hadn't seen it around yet, and was excited to purchase and read this book. I figured I'd read it and maybe hike some of the trails Kate writes about during my recovery from Superior.
I came home, read the book in two days, loved it, and became very busy with football/fall baseball and recovery ended up only taking a week. I hadn't visited any of the trails in this gem of a book.
Last night when we arrived home, I pulled the book back out, deciding Topaz and I would head out to a new trail.
I decided on the Kathio State Park; only a bit over an hour away, 35 miles of trails, wooded, open, grassy and hilly, it sounded wonderful!
It was wonderful! The park is the 4th largest state park in Minnesota. It is just west of Mille Lacs Lake.I can't believe that I didn't see anyone there for the full day! It is so beautiful. Minnesota is a wonderful beautiful state. This state park is fantastic. Miles and miles of dirt, grass, rocky and some gravel trails. Lots of rolling hills, it is very well marked, I never became lost; and I always become lost!
The trees, although past peak color, were still covered with leaves and still had much of their color left. I saw many oak, maple and birch.
There was a large Interpretive Center that had indoor bathrooms and pop machines. I was able to wash up before heading home.
We ran along ridges, up and down grassy hills, through meadows, through lots of swampy areas.I'm not sure how many miles we ran, but we ran for 8 hours, at least a 50K, probably more. 8 wonderful, quiet, beautiful hours.
I counted up to 35 deer, then quit counting. I counted 3 wolves, too. The wolves made me a bit nervous, but they were more shy of me then I was of them. They made Topaz's hair stand up on his shoulders as he let out a growl.
I will certainly head back out to Kathio again. I had an excellent day. I'm anxious to check out some of the other trails, too.
So much for a cut back in mileage this week. After running over 90 miles last week, I thought I'd aim for 70 this week. After today, I'm up to 82, planning 10 tomorrow.
The weather has just been fantastic. Sunny, mid 50's, too nice not to spend some long hours running. With the family hunting, I have plenty of time.
Next weekend I think I may drive up to Duluth to run the new section of the Superior Hiking Trail. I haven't run that portion and have heard that it is very well done.
I guess I need to get ready for a wedding now. Blech. Two nights in a row=too much social interaction for me. Maybe I'll pass.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Nerstrand Big Woods 1/2 Marathon
After having plenty of runs on the trails near home this week I was ready for a change of view and a faster pace. I decided to run the Nerstrand Big Woods 1/2 Marathon. I haven't run a 1/2 in 5 years. I ran this race before and a few Mora 1/2 Marathons as well as the Winter Carnival 1/2's which I really enjoy. There aren't very many races of at least 1/2 marathon distance in MN in the dead of winter.
I figured about a 2 hour drive to Nerstrand, that was correct. The sun was shining, the sky was beautiful blue, there was a nice stiff breeze. The temperature was 42F, a bit chilly, so I opted for shorts, gloves and a long sleeved shirt.
After registering for the race I milled around the church for a while but didn't recognize anyone, so headed back to my car until start time. I decided to grab my iPod before I went to the start line, I also grabbed a Cliff shot to put inside of my hand held bottle filled with Heed.
There was a 5K, 10K and 1/2 Marathon and we all had the same 900 start. We began on a dirt road near the church, where we would finish as well.
After the dirt road we were on asphalt county road for a very long time. I was surprised that we weren't turning into the state park. Where are the trails? Damn. It's hot. Within 2 miles I stepped off the asphalt, onto the dirt shoulder to remove my long sleeved top. To my amazement, I received good natured whistles. I tied my shirt upon my waist and continued to run on the asphalt. Within the next mile I came upon Dave Just. I asked him where the hell the trail was? He asked me if I hadn't read the Course Change bulletin at the church. Ah, no, I hadn't. He told me that the state park was closed to foot traffic because of all of the rain! The park was closed so the race was rerouted. ALL ROAD. At first I was bummed, then pissed, then decided whatever..enjoy the beauty of the day. And enjoy I did!
The miles clicked off, I had a gel and drank my Heed. I was listening to music, taking in the leave change and the other runners. It was a beautiful day. The course was all hills. Big hills. One hill after another. So much so that it reminded me of running Vermont 100, except during the second half of the run, we NEVER ran downhill. It was all uphill. I ran every hill, every step, telling myself this was *only* 13 miles, run as hard as you can, every mile. I did. I was panting and sweating and having a blast.
I kept leapfrogging with another gal. I would catch her, pass her and pretty soon she would be at my elbow. She had an iPod too, so I tapped her on her elbow and gave her a thumbs up "good running" I said. She said the same. We ran side by side up some god awful hill that lasted over a mile. I was losing steam, running as fast as my legs could carry me up hill. She said 'there's one mile left. Let's run a 730" Shit. I said 'you lead, I"ll follow'. She did, she kicked it up a notch and ran into the finish. Good lord, I hung on for dear life and felt every muscle in my body tighten up. 732. Wow. It was great, really. I haven't run so hard since I was breaking 10 hours at Ice Age this past May.
Thanks to the gal, I ran a 1:55. A PR for me, on one hell of a hilly course. Made me happy!
At the finish I watched Larry Pederson, Karen Gall, Mick Justin and Kate Havelin come it. It was an awesome day! I'm glad I decided to go at run the Nerstrand 1/2.
I figured about a 2 hour drive to Nerstrand, that was correct. The sun was shining, the sky was beautiful blue, there was a nice stiff breeze. The temperature was 42F, a bit chilly, so I opted for shorts, gloves and a long sleeved shirt.
After registering for the race I milled around the church for a while but didn't recognize anyone, so headed back to my car until start time. I decided to grab my iPod before I went to the start line, I also grabbed a Cliff shot to put inside of my hand held bottle filled with Heed.
There was a 5K, 10K and 1/2 Marathon and we all had the same 900 start. We began on a dirt road near the church, where we would finish as well.
After the dirt road we were on asphalt county road for a very long time. I was surprised that we weren't turning into the state park. Where are the trails? Damn. It's hot. Within 2 miles I stepped off the asphalt, onto the dirt shoulder to remove my long sleeved top. To my amazement, I received good natured whistles. I tied my shirt upon my waist and continued to run on the asphalt. Within the next mile I came upon Dave Just. I asked him where the hell the trail was? He asked me if I hadn't read the Course Change bulletin at the church. Ah, no, I hadn't. He told me that the state park was closed to foot traffic because of all of the rain! The park was closed so the race was rerouted. ALL ROAD. At first I was bummed, then pissed, then decided whatever..enjoy the beauty of the day. And enjoy I did!
The miles clicked off, I had a gel and drank my Heed. I was listening to music, taking in the leave change and the other runners. It was a beautiful day. The course was all hills. Big hills. One hill after another. So much so that it reminded me of running Vermont 100, except during the second half of the run, we NEVER ran downhill. It was all uphill. I ran every hill, every step, telling myself this was *only* 13 miles, run as hard as you can, every mile. I did. I was panting and sweating and having a blast.
I kept leapfrogging with another gal. I would catch her, pass her and pretty soon she would be at my elbow. She had an iPod too, so I tapped her on her elbow and gave her a thumbs up "good running" I said. She said the same. We ran side by side up some god awful hill that lasted over a mile. I was losing steam, running as fast as my legs could carry me up hill. She said 'there's one mile left. Let's run a 730" Shit. I said 'you lead, I"ll follow'. She did, she kicked it up a notch and ran into the finish. Good lord, I hung on for dear life and felt every muscle in my body tighten up. 732. Wow. It was great, really. I haven't run so hard since I was breaking 10 hours at Ice Age this past May.
Thanks to the gal, I ran a 1:55. A PR for me, on one hell of a hilly course. Made me happy!
At the finish I watched Larry Pederson, Karen Gall, Mick Justin and Kate Havelin come it. It was an awesome day! I'm glad I decided to go at run the Nerstrand 1/2.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
My Little Champ
Today was Troy's football Championship Game. The big one, the game that the whole season boiled down to.
His team, the Big Lake Blue Lightning, they decided to call themselves, won each and every regular season game. Then they went into the playoffs as first seed, every playoff game..they won too. Incredible. Just incredible.
Last night some of the football Moms got together to make banners for the game today. We decorated them, decorated cars, it was a blast.
Today was the game. A beautiful day, sunny, light breeze. The Championship Game.
Rock on Blue Lightning! They won 20-6. They won every game of the season, only having had three touchdowns scored upon them during the whole season.
Congratulations Blue Lightning!!
I've seen Troy develop a confidence within himself that wasn't quite there before. He holds his head a bit higher, he doesn't seem quite as unsure of himself. Working hard and watching his own level of endurance and progress has been beneficial for him.
I know that feeling. I'm glad Troy does, too.
Before the game, Topaz and I headed off for 15 miles at the trail. I was going to run 10, but man, the Rogers Boys Cross Country Team showed up at 900 as I was refueling at my car. They noticed my Twin Cities Marathon shirt, we began talking, and before I knew it, I was running another loop with them. They kicked my ass. Topaz loved running with the fast boys. Well, so did I!
Have a wonderful weekend!
His team, the Big Lake Blue Lightning, they decided to call themselves, won each and every regular season game. Then they went into the playoffs as first seed, every playoff game..they won too. Incredible. Just incredible.
Last night some of the football Moms got together to make banners for the game today. We decorated them, decorated cars, it was a blast.
Today was the game. A beautiful day, sunny, light breeze. The Championship Game.
Rock on Blue Lightning! They won 20-6. They won every game of the season, only having had three touchdowns scored upon them during the whole season.
Congratulations Blue Lightning!!
I've seen Troy develop a confidence within himself that wasn't quite there before. He holds his head a bit higher, he doesn't seem quite as unsure of himself. Working hard and watching his own level of endurance and progress has been beneficial for him.
I know that feeling. I'm glad Troy does, too.
Before the game, Topaz and I headed off for 15 miles at the trail. I was going to run 10, but man, the Rogers Boys Cross Country Team showed up at 900 as I was refueling at my car. They noticed my Twin Cities Marathon shirt, we began talking, and before I knew it, I was running another loop with them. They kicked my ass. Topaz loved running with the fast boys. Well, so did I!
Have a wonderful weekend!
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Twin Cities Marathon: A Blast :)
Yes, I had a complete blast! Wait a minute, who was that woman that wasn't looking forward to Twin Cities Marathon yesterday? Who was that woman that wasn't looking forward to the crowds, to the spectators and all of the marathon hullabaloo?
I guess the reason I have run the TCM for the past 7 years is because IT IS FUN!
I knew it was going to be a good day when I looked at the thermometer at 4 AM and it was 72F. Wow, nice. No long sleeves, no jacket, just a singlet and shorts. Rocking. The forecast told me 85 and sunny, maybe some clouds near 12. Wow, rocking again. I mean, I've been running in heat for what..5 months now? Woohoo.
Second good omen: I decided to risk it and see if I could get as close to the Metrodome as the Jerry Huff Parking Ramp. We always park here for the Twins/Vikings game and then I wouldn't have to park and bus. OK, score again. The roads were blocked just past the Ramp. AND parking was free. Woohoo.
I arrived to the Dome at 6 AM, yeah, for an 8 AM start. Oh well. Walked around the circumference of the Dome many times, used the potties, lubed up my feet and hung out on a bench.
It was fun to run into friends; as I first entered the Dome I saw Karen, then as I was waiting outside for a porta pottie here comes Kevin and Jason. Awesome!
I headed for the drop bags at 730 and made my way to the start, walking up to the Wave 2, near the 430 pace group. I figured I'd run about a 430, grabbed a 430 pace chart and really didn't want to run over 430.
Today was my 20th marathon. My first 3 marathons were 457, 445 and 441. All of the others have been less than 430.
A spokesperson told us that today was the HOTTEST TCM marathon start in it's history, 26 years. He told us that it was 74F and the high would be 85 with maybe a bit of cloud cover around noon. People were kind of freaked by this. I wasn't, and was perplexed why so many were. What have you been running in all summer? I suppose most aren't pushing the marathon pace in training, so the exertion is greater in the marathon. I had SCAPS, gels, was going to drink allot, I was ready.
GO! We were off. I loved running downtown, I saw the office building I used to work in, the restaurants I used to lunch in, running down Hennepin is a trip. The spectators were great all throughout the start.
I was digging this. No pressure, just run, enjoy the morning. I peed when I needed to, I hardly looked at my watch at all, I was totally soaking in the views, I didn't run hard. I took it nice and easy.
Eventually, about 10 miles I began to get warm. I noticed my feet, ears and face were warm. I decided I better take my first of 2 Scaps. Many residents along the course had their hoses out for us to run through, very nice. Alan Page was playing a horn on the corner, as always.
I spotted Toni and then Tom along the course, it was fun to see them. At about mile 12 I saw Valeria fly by. I saw Jefferey, who I had been looking for, I saw Kevin, in the bright yellow shirt he told me he'd be in! I saw him right before the finish line, too. It's amazing to me that a person can actually spot friends along the course in 300,000 spectators! I saw the whole Crocker family and I didn't even know they'd be out there.
The lakes were beautiful. Isle, Calhoun and Harriet. The trees were spectacular in their full color. Especially the last 6 miles along Summit Ave, wow!
As I ran up to Lake Nakomis I felt the tug of FANS hit me. I ran up the concrete bridge, almost thinking I should walk the bridge as I do at FANS each lap..I didn't. I ran, thinking that I would be done this same day, not running for 24 hours as I do at FANS each June. This felt easy today in comparison to FANS.
The whole marathon seemed pretty easy today, just because I can compare it to my other races this summer, it was a nice little mind game.
I saw Maynard of the Dogs along the course, it was fun to see him, too.
I reached the 13 mark in 205. Damn, that will do just fine, I thought.
The miles clicked by, I was still digging the whole vibe. I danced along, listening to the spectators for a while, listening to my music, listening to the music along the course. It was great.
At mile 22 I heard a band playing IRON MAIDEN. I couldn't believe it. FEAR OF THE DARK. Holy freaking crap, man, one of my favorite songs, that I had just been listening to on my iPod. Tyler even plays it on his guitar and I love it. I turned my iPod off, looked at the guitar player and said FEAR OF THE DARK? He was like yeah! I began doing a dance, he grabbed my arm and I did a little jig right there at mile 22. Woohoo. I was stoked. I danced until the song was done and said I had to finish the job. Off I went. He probably thought I was a crazy old lady, getting off on Rock and Roll.
I was now looking for John and Cheri. I knew there were going to be on Victoria, thought Victoria was near 22 then thought maybe I missed it because I was so excited about the band. Dang. I kept looking.
People were dropping like flies. I mean, a guy was running in front of me, and boom! Down he'd go, the medics were right on him, dragging him off the course. I saw people laying along the grassy ways, with medics over them. I saw numerous ambulances. The volunteers were outstanding. Water, Poweraid, ice, they were really on it.
Pretty soon I saw Victoria. Yeah, I didn't miss John and Cheri! I was looking for them and pretty soon there they were, with Alicia! I ran up to them and hugged them each, I was all gross and sweaty, after I left them I thought I probably shouldn't have slimed them that way. I was just so super excited to see them! So excited that my next mile was a 748. NUTS!
I ran on down the hill, under the huge flag, across the finish line, in 417. It was all awesome fun.
After collecting my drop bag and heading to the changing tent, the talk was all about the heat. It was hot, I drank a ton, but I don't think I suffered any from it. It's been hot all summer, perfect training conditions.
I changed clothes, jumped on the bus heading for the Dome and arrived to my car by 130. Back home and showered, I'll head off to Tyler's 4:00 baseball game soon.
Congratulations Twin Cities Marathon runners!! Oh yeah, I'll be back next year..hey, maybe it will be a training run for a resurrected Ed Fitz 100K. If not, I'll just run it because it's a rocking good time :)
I guess the reason I have run the TCM for the past 7 years is because IT IS FUN!
I knew it was going to be a good day when I looked at the thermometer at 4 AM and it was 72F. Wow, nice. No long sleeves, no jacket, just a singlet and shorts. Rocking. The forecast told me 85 and sunny, maybe some clouds near 12. Wow, rocking again. I mean, I've been running in heat for what..5 months now? Woohoo.
Second good omen: I decided to risk it and see if I could get as close to the Metrodome as the Jerry Huff Parking Ramp. We always park here for the Twins/Vikings game and then I wouldn't have to park and bus. OK, score again. The roads were blocked just past the Ramp. AND parking was free. Woohoo.
I arrived to the Dome at 6 AM, yeah, for an 8 AM start. Oh well. Walked around the circumference of the Dome many times, used the potties, lubed up my feet and hung out on a bench.
It was fun to run into friends; as I first entered the Dome I saw Karen, then as I was waiting outside for a porta pottie here comes Kevin and Jason. Awesome!
I headed for the drop bags at 730 and made my way to the start, walking up to the Wave 2, near the 430 pace group. I figured I'd run about a 430, grabbed a 430 pace chart and really didn't want to run over 430.
Today was my 20th marathon. My first 3 marathons were 457, 445 and 441. All of the others have been less than 430.
A spokesperson told us that today was the HOTTEST TCM marathon start in it's history, 26 years. He told us that it was 74F and the high would be 85 with maybe a bit of cloud cover around noon. People were kind of freaked by this. I wasn't, and was perplexed why so many were. What have you been running in all summer? I suppose most aren't pushing the marathon pace in training, so the exertion is greater in the marathon. I had SCAPS, gels, was going to drink allot, I was ready.
GO! We were off. I loved running downtown, I saw the office building I used to work in, the restaurants I used to lunch in, running down Hennepin is a trip. The spectators were great all throughout the start.
I was digging this. No pressure, just run, enjoy the morning. I peed when I needed to, I hardly looked at my watch at all, I was totally soaking in the views, I didn't run hard. I took it nice and easy.
Eventually, about 10 miles I began to get warm. I noticed my feet, ears and face were warm. I decided I better take my first of 2 Scaps. Many residents along the course had their hoses out for us to run through, very nice. Alan Page was playing a horn on the corner, as always.
I spotted Toni and then Tom along the course, it was fun to see them. At about mile 12 I saw Valeria fly by. I saw Jefferey, who I had been looking for, I saw Kevin, in the bright yellow shirt he told me he'd be in! I saw him right before the finish line, too. It's amazing to me that a person can actually spot friends along the course in 300,000 spectators! I saw the whole Crocker family and I didn't even know they'd be out there.
The lakes were beautiful. Isle, Calhoun and Harriet. The trees were spectacular in their full color. Especially the last 6 miles along Summit Ave, wow!
As I ran up to Lake Nakomis I felt the tug of FANS hit me. I ran up the concrete bridge, almost thinking I should walk the bridge as I do at FANS each lap..I didn't. I ran, thinking that I would be done this same day, not running for 24 hours as I do at FANS each June. This felt easy today in comparison to FANS.
The whole marathon seemed pretty easy today, just because I can compare it to my other races this summer, it was a nice little mind game.
I saw Maynard of the Dogs along the course, it was fun to see him, too.
I reached the 13 mark in 205. Damn, that will do just fine, I thought.
The miles clicked by, I was still digging the whole vibe. I danced along, listening to the spectators for a while, listening to my music, listening to the music along the course. It was great.
At mile 22 I heard a band playing IRON MAIDEN. I couldn't believe it. FEAR OF THE DARK. Holy freaking crap, man, one of my favorite songs, that I had just been listening to on my iPod. Tyler even plays it on his guitar and I love it. I turned my iPod off, looked at the guitar player and said FEAR OF THE DARK? He was like yeah! I began doing a dance, he grabbed my arm and I did a little jig right there at mile 22. Woohoo. I was stoked. I danced until the song was done and said I had to finish the job. Off I went. He probably thought I was a crazy old lady, getting off on Rock and Roll.
I was now looking for John and Cheri. I knew there were going to be on Victoria, thought Victoria was near 22 then thought maybe I missed it because I was so excited about the band. Dang. I kept looking.
People were dropping like flies. I mean, a guy was running in front of me, and boom! Down he'd go, the medics were right on him, dragging him off the course. I saw people laying along the grassy ways, with medics over them. I saw numerous ambulances. The volunteers were outstanding. Water, Poweraid, ice, they were really on it.
Pretty soon I saw Victoria. Yeah, I didn't miss John and Cheri! I was looking for them and pretty soon there they were, with Alicia! I ran up to them and hugged them each, I was all gross and sweaty, after I left them I thought I probably shouldn't have slimed them that way. I was just so super excited to see them! So excited that my next mile was a 748. NUTS!
I ran on down the hill, under the huge flag, across the finish line, in 417. It was all awesome fun.
After collecting my drop bag and heading to the changing tent, the talk was all about the heat. It was hot, I drank a ton, but I don't think I suffered any from it. It's been hot all summer, perfect training conditions.
I changed clothes, jumped on the bus heading for the Dome and arrived to my car by 130. Back home and showered, I'll head off to Tyler's 4:00 baseball game soon.
Congratulations Twin Cities Marathon runners!! Oh yeah, I'll be back next year..hey, maybe it will be a training run for a resurrected Ed Fitz 100K. If not, I'll just run it because it's a rocking good time :)
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Fun with Friends
Early yesterday morning I headed out to the Afton State Park. We had planned to meet and run at 8 AM; no distance was set. Run and visit afterward. Duke was bringing french toast to prepare on the wood stove inside the Afton Visitor Center.
As I arrived Afton it began to rain, by the time I climbed out of my car there was thunder and lightening.
Alicia, Jefferey, Duke, Eve, John and I were going to run. As I pulled on my vest and grabbed my bottles I stated that 3-4 hours on the trail sounded good to me. Alicia twisted her ankle last week so wasn't going to go that long. Duke, Eve and John would probably run 3 and Jeff was up for whatever.
We took off down the trail. Jeff, Alicia and I left before Duke, Eve and John. We knew they would catch up and pass us soon, they are the speedsters of the group. Sure enough, as we were WALKING down the trail we heard the three speeders catch us.
As we were all running down a trail, I went into the woods to pee. As I was off the trail Alicia again twisted her ankle. I didn't realize this. After Duke checked in with her and learned she was going to walk back to the center, he took off after the others down the hill. I came out from the woods and didn't see a soul. I hadn't been paying attention to where we were as I was letting the group lead me. As I ran down the hill I yelled for Jeff. After a few minutes I heard yelling back to me. They had stopped for me so I could catch up.
Eventually John, Duke and Eve pulled ahead. Jeff told me 'we could run with them' (really, we couldn't, it was a joke) 'yeah, but let's choose not to' I said. I and Jeff ran along through the woods of Afton for two hours, then I told him I was ready to be done at any time. I felt tired! Jeff led the way through a few crazy heavily wooded deer trails where I became full of pickers, but it was great fun! I had no idea where we were. I was totally discombobulated and lost. Eventually, we popped out of the woods right onto an asphalt trail in back of the visitor center, where Alicia had began a warm fire. We ran 2:30.
Alicia's ankle had a huge knob on it. She is still going to run Twin Cities Marathon next Sunday. I hope it is OK. Duke, John and Eve arrived half an hour later. This is good: Duke and John arrived before Eve. I asked where Eve was and Duke said she had to run 3 hours exactly. She didn't want to have less than 3 hours. He said she would be running around in the parking lot if she didn't get her 3 in. I love it! We are all a bit OCD! Sure enough, soon Eve arrived.
Duke prepared french toast with thick Texas Toast bread and rice milk with Cinnamon. It smelled pretty good!
It was great fun to be back with my friends at Afton. Most of the summer I was spending a day a week at Buck Hill doing the repeats so I didn't make many runs at Afton. I sure missed it! I'm looking forward to running out there more often during the fall/winter.
Today it is still raining. Topaz and I headed out for 2 hours on the trail. We heard quite a few gun shots. Duck hunting opened and grouse hunting is going on too. Guess I better pull out Topaz's' orange.
Tyler has two baseball games today. I don't enjoy sitting in the rain, watching baseball, hopefully it let's up. Yeah, running in the rain is just fine..but sitting, ah, not so much.
Tyler wants to try Chipotle after his game. We've never eaten there. Guess I'll have to search for the nutrition calculator online.
Twin Cities Marathon is next Sunday. I don't really have a plan or goal. Just run and enjoy I guess :)
As I arrived Afton it began to rain, by the time I climbed out of my car there was thunder and lightening.
Alicia, Jefferey, Duke, Eve, John and I were going to run. As I pulled on my vest and grabbed my bottles I stated that 3-4 hours on the trail sounded good to me. Alicia twisted her ankle last week so wasn't going to go that long. Duke, Eve and John would probably run 3 and Jeff was up for whatever.
We took off down the trail. Jeff, Alicia and I left before Duke, Eve and John. We knew they would catch up and pass us soon, they are the speedsters of the group. Sure enough, as we were WALKING down the trail we heard the three speeders catch us.
As we were all running down a trail, I went into the woods to pee. As I was off the trail Alicia again twisted her ankle. I didn't realize this. After Duke checked in with her and learned she was going to walk back to the center, he took off after the others down the hill. I came out from the woods and didn't see a soul. I hadn't been paying attention to where we were as I was letting the group lead me. As I ran down the hill I yelled for Jeff. After a few minutes I heard yelling back to me. They had stopped for me so I could catch up.
Eventually John, Duke and Eve pulled ahead. Jeff told me 'we could run with them' (really, we couldn't, it was a joke) 'yeah, but let's choose not to' I said. I and Jeff ran along through the woods of Afton for two hours, then I told him I was ready to be done at any time. I felt tired! Jeff led the way through a few crazy heavily wooded deer trails where I became full of pickers, but it was great fun! I had no idea where we were. I was totally discombobulated and lost. Eventually, we popped out of the woods right onto an asphalt trail in back of the visitor center, where Alicia had began a warm fire. We ran 2:30.
Alicia's ankle had a huge knob on it. She is still going to run Twin Cities Marathon next Sunday. I hope it is OK. Duke, John and Eve arrived half an hour later. This is good: Duke and John arrived before Eve. I asked where Eve was and Duke said she had to run 3 hours exactly. She didn't want to have less than 3 hours. He said she would be running around in the parking lot if she didn't get her 3 in. I love it! We are all a bit OCD! Sure enough, soon Eve arrived.
Duke prepared french toast with thick Texas Toast bread and rice milk with Cinnamon. It smelled pretty good!
It was great fun to be back with my friends at Afton. Most of the summer I was spending a day a week at Buck Hill doing the repeats so I didn't make many runs at Afton. I sure missed it! I'm looking forward to running out there more often during the fall/winter.
Today it is still raining. Topaz and I headed out for 2 hours on the trail. We heard quite a few gun shots. Duck hunting opened and grouse hunting is going on too. Guess I better pull out Topaz's' orange.
Tyler has two baseball games today. I don't enjoy sitting in the rain, watching baseball, hopefully it let's up. Yeah, running in the rain is just fine..but sitting, ah, not so much.
Tyler wants to try Chipotle after his game. We've never eaten there. Guess I'll have to search for the nutrition calculator online.
Twin Cities Marathon is next Sunday. I don't really have a plan or goal. Just run and enjoy I guess :)
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Ed Fitz 100K
Each year for the past 5 years I've run the Ed Fitz 100K. My race reports are on the side bar. It is always a blast, 62 miles of asphalt from Finland to Duluth, with the last miles on the Grandmas Marathon Course.
I received an email that the Ed Fitz for October 13 is now CANCELED! I can't believe it. To cancel, this close to the race date? The Ed Fitz is an awesome 100K road race, along with a relay race. It is fabulous fun and I'm just so disappointed that it is gone.
I guess I'll run Twin Cities Marathon a bit harder next week, I won't have anything to save for the following week. Boohoo.
I received an email that the Ed Fitz for October 13 is now CANCELED! I can't believe it. To cancel, this close to the race date? The Ed Fitz is an awesome 100K road race, along with a relay race. It is fabulous fun and I'm just so disappointed that it is gone.
I guess I'll run Twin Cities Marathon a bit harder next week, I won't have anything to save for the following week. Boohoo.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Superior Sawtooth 100 Mile Trail Run The Report
I am sure it will take me a while to get through this report. I have tears in my eyes and find myself sobbing from the comments some of you left from my last post. CJE-wow, thanks for the prayer. It is just what I was asking of God before, during and after my race. Thank you all, for not only wishing me well, but dropping in here, leaving comments, inquiring about running, my Mom, etc. It really is amazing to me.
You may find this strange, as I open up here, about so many things in my life; but in my non blog life, I don't open up all that easily. I don't really confide in others, I've lost some very close friends of the past. I've lost friends to cancer, drugs, alcohol and suicide. I now have a hard time creating friendships. I become afraid and close up like a clam. I begin to get close, and create space.Thanks for listening here.
OK, Superior. I was freaked. I couldn't enjoy the last week at all. All I thought about was the race and how tough it was going to be and how would I make it through the night and how would my legs hold up this year and was I trained enough?
Since I DNF'd last year I have been putting in more miles, tougher miles, faster miles, tons of hills and heavy lifting. I increased my mileage from 70 miles average to 85 with many weeks at 90-115 miles. I decided to set the goal to 4 100's this year: McNaughton, FANS, Vermont and Superior. I began to lift heavy on the legs 2x a week. I had read that runners should lift lighter with more reps. That didn't get me anywhere last year. Didn't get me to the finish line. My legs gave out. I increased my poundages and lifted less reps; more sets. Laying hams curls up to 100 lbs, barbell squats up to 205 pounds, calve raises over 400 pounds. Long sessions on the stair stepper. I worked my legs until they screamed at me in agony. It became easier and easier. They recovered more and more quickly. Instead of lifting 1x a week I could lift 2x a week. I began hill work. Long runs on hilly asphalt each week, then Buck Hill. Paul Hasse told me 30 Buck Hills to finish Superior. I began my first session with he and Pierre Ostor and thought I'd die at 5. Really. I got in 10, then 15 the next week, 20, 25 and 30. Progression. Slowly but surely. I felt confident that I had the training in, but was I strong enough MENTALLY? I had to be. I was not going to quit this time. I didn't even say 'unless I break something'. I was not quitting. Larry told me I could be a finisher even if I finished at midnight. Oh Lord, don't let me be out there finishing 102.6 miles at midnight, but if I am, so be it. I had lights, I'd be a finisher.
I met Doug and Maria at our townhome at Caribou Highlands on Thursday afternoon. The race finishes at Caribou. It's a great place to stay during the Superior Spring/Fall races. I packed up my zillion and one drop bags into the van and we headed out to Two Harbors for packet pick up. It was hot, but was going to storm. I couldn't relax. I was scared to death. I had a stomach ache. I had a head ache. I was nervous.
I dropped my bags at each station sign posted and said hello to so many of my friends. Eve and Duke were there, Scott-who I hadn't seen since Trail Mix, was his old funny self, so good to laugh with him, Stuart from Kansas City, whom Maria and I ran a good portion of our race with last year. Stuart received a beautiful table that Larry handcrafted for finishing 10 Superiors! Amazing. Bonnie, Andy, Les, Dallas, Sara, Jerry, John, we were all running the 100. I managed to eat and we headed off back to Caribou. It stormed and rained hard all night long. Ugh.
Friday morning, still pouring outside, Doug drove us all to the start. We begin at Gooseberry Falls and are able to use the Visitor Center. Nice and clean, warm; a great place to start. I looked outside and couldn't believe that the rain had stopped. Happy Days!
Larry ushered us to the starting point and said GO. We were off! We began on a bridge/pathway that went uphill so most of us just walked for a long time, then a big grassy uphill into the woods, more walking. I could finally feel the tension leave my body. I just needed to begin this race and let it happen.
9.3 miles to the Split Rock aid station. Last year this took me 2.08 hours, I was ready to run it this year in 245 or so. My plan was to slow down a bit during the day from last year, and hopefully gain the hour in the evening. I wore a Rush Pack from Golite this year. I had only worn it for a two hour run prior to the race. I could not stand my waist pack any more. I can't use a Camelback because I drink too much and can't gauge the amount that I'm drinking. I'm a guzzler. With the Rush Pack I can carry two 24 oz bottles on the side, storing all my gear (clothing, iPod, camera, food, foot potion) in the bladder area. I loved it! The pack never bothered me. I drank both 24 oz bottles before I reached the aid station, but I didn't want to carry 72 oz of Heed with me so decided 48 oz would have to suffice between aid stations.
During this first section I hooked up with Maria, Stuart from Kansas City and Jerry from Missouri! Just like last year. Crazy. Unplanned and very fortunate! I and Maria made no plans to run together, we needed to do our own thing, but I was very pleased when I found myself running again, in this group. The first section took me just over 230. I was feeling wonderful and happy. It wasn't raining, it was a sunny great day.
10 more miles before the next aid station at Beaver Bay. Another long haul. Lots of climbing, the beautiful Split Rock River Loop, lots of waterfalls, rhyolite from the lava flow, simply beautiful. HARD, but stunning. Many, many steep climbs.
Again, I came into the aid station dry. I conserved my HEED to last just about a mile short of the aid station. I was drinking about 24 oz an hour, as usual. Drop bags were at this station. I restocked my pack with gels, blocks, filled my bottles and grabbed a whole peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I was famished. The past 20 miles of climbing was creating a lot of hunger in my belly. I was still running with Maria, Stuart and Jerry; having a fabulous time. We were about an hour later than last year. Right where I wanted to be.
Beaver Bay to Silver Bay is 5 miles but tough and slow. Lots of rocks and scrambling around trying to get over them. Lots of high leg lifting, climbing, etc. Tough stuff to get through. We took pictures, laughed together, we were all very happy to be running together again. I was thrilled to be here!
Silver Bay to Tettegouche is another long 10 mile section, but with beautiful spectacular views. Climbs and overlooks of Bean and Bear lake, Mount Trudee, just awesome. We stopped frequently to snap pictures, to look at the views and catch our breath. We had to stop to look. There was no way you could look at views and run at the same time. You'd hit a rock or root and fall down in a second. Yeah, it's that crazy of a trail. You can't take your eyes off of your feet for one second. There is a white and red tower in Silver Bay that we saw 5 or 6 times from the overlooks. There are neat views of the City. What a great time I had, I enjoyed every minute. Of course, I did complain of all the rockiness and rootiness sections. There is a section called The Drainpipe. Oh my gosh! It's craziness. Steep, steep, rocky downhill that you have to climb down down down. "Man, this is just awful rockiness" "This is too climbful of a section" "This is a section of nothing but climbiness" "This is just too rootful" I was making up all kinds of words that I used over and over and over again.
After we hit the aid station, we ran across the suspension bridge at Tettegouche, we noticed John Storkamp had run from the aid station to the bridge to take pictures. I don't know how he got out there so quickly. It must be the fact that he just ran a 2:53 marathon!
From Tettegouche to Co Rd 6 I'd need my flashlight. I'd been carrying it my pack, with my headlamp at 6. Sure enough, it became dark. I began to worry. I was running well, now with nightfall I'd have to slow down. I wasn't looking forward to that. This was no Vermont; I wouldn't be able to really run during the night. I'd be picking my way over damn rocks and roots. Yeah, the expletives began flying out of my mouth. We climbed, climbed and climbed out of Tettegouche, to the Sawmill Dome, climbing, climbing, climbing up rocky cliffs. The first 4 miles of this section just sucks. Sweat was rolling into my eyes, my feet were hurting. Just hold it together. You are finishing this thing so don't start to worry about it now.
As night fall came, the stars popped out. It was a beautiful, clear night. I was looking forward to the aid station as I knew Tom and Nancy would be there working. Pretty soon we came out to Co Rd 6 where the aid was. They had hot soup and grilled cheese sandwiches that were excellent. An added surprise: Jeffrey was checking the runners in. I didn't know he would be there. I took all of warm night clothing out of my drop bag and packed it into my pack, along with extra batteries, food and strapped on my head lamp. Night time was here. I was afraid of what was going to happen out here during the night. Would my legs cease up on me? They felt fine so far. I hadn't taken and Advil, every now and then I'd feel a pain in my knee, but nothing too bad. The bottoms of my feet ached but I didn't have any blisters. It wasn't raining. It was a clear, warm night. Good stuff.
On we went from Co Rd 6 to Finland. Maria was going to pick up Lynette at Finland and Lynette would pace her to the finish. The four of us were still running together, I was so grateful to have Jerry, Stuart and Maria with me. We also ran alot with Jason and John. It was really nice to have company during the night. John has some incredible stories to tell about this race. He had a half a dozen very odd things happen to him. He is a riot!
During this section is a 440 foot boardwalk that goes over a Beaver Dam upon which you walk. A small portion was under water. I was afraid to go over it, for fear of falling into the damn dam. I didn't. I walked slowly and gingerly, making it across safely. There are more huge climbs, and a long downhill into the depths of the earth. It was cold down here, but at least there were no bugs this time around!
Jerry was feeling really good, and wanted to hit it hard. He hoped to reach Cramer Road (mile 77) by 9 AM, to meet up with his son, Mitch, who was running the marathon. The marathon begins at Cramer Road. We gave him a birthday hug and he headed off into the darkness. We told him we'd see him at the finish.
When we ran into Finland, Lynette hadn't yet arrived. I refilled my pack with supplies, ate another soup and sandwich and we headed out. As we were running along, Lynette caught up! She had just missed us at the station and Doug told her she could catch us. She sure did. She and Maria hung back a bit, and Stuart and I pushed on. I was so relieved to have Stuart to run with. Knowing that he had finished 10 of these bad boys gave me confidence. If I could just stick with him, I'd finish this bastard.
It was getting tough. The bottoms of my feet ached, but I was able to eat, drink and move along. Not quickly, but at least I could move along. My legs weren't killing me yet. It was OK.
We went through the Sonju Root Fest and I became pretty quiet. I was wondering if my legs would cease up. This is where they ruined my race last year. I was very careful of the roots. I hadn't fallen down yet and last year I had fallen 4x in this section. I took it slowly and easily. Stuart led most of the way during the night. I just followed behind. Swearing and grunting and complaining every once (or more) in a while.
I was happy to get through the root fest without breaking anything. I still didn't feel any blisters. Now my toughest section was up next. The Manitou River. It's nothing but rockiness and toughness and pain is the assness. It's so hard. It's badness in the darkness.
I was apprehensive. We came into the aid station and Steve Quick was volunteering at the aid station. "Julie, you told me you'd be here at 5 AM. It's 5:01" I was shocked. Wow. Still on track. I refilled my HEED, my supplies and we headed on out. I was scared. The Manitou River gorge is bad ass.
We climbed up forever and a day, down forever and two days and we are 62 miles into this race and legs are tired and so is everything else. My skin was beginning to hurt. Down we went, into the gorge. Down upon the pointy, slippery, sharp shale rock stuff. It moves under your feet. Past the campsites, down some more. The positive thought I had in my mind was 'well, at least this year there is a bridge, last year it was out; and it will be light soon'. Eventually we came across the first bridge, climbed and climbed and climbed, down, down, down, across the second bridge. The raging river below us. Now the climb out of the river gorge. Oh man. Up, up and up we went. Sweat rolling off of me, I had to take my night jacket off. My body ached. My feet were crying. My head was pounding. Keep going. Just climb. Don't look up, just go up. When we finally reached the ridge I began to cry to myself. My legs weren't dead. Thank God. Pretty soon we began to see the sun rise. Rejoice! Daylight was upon us. I took a few pictures and listened to the first birds. I put away my lights. Yippee!! I knew there was a runable section coming soon. Once we went over the next bridge we could RUN! It would feel so good to use different muscles.
The bridge came and we ran the next 2.5 miles to Sugarloaf. What a sight for tired eyes! Doug, bless his heart, was there and had my drop bag in his hand. He helped me take off my jacket,my lights, take my pants, gloves out of my pack and placed everything into my drop bag. He gave me a hug and I was up and out of there.
Man. The next aid was where I dropped last year. I told Stuart the hill of doom was up next. The hill where I decided I couldn't take another step. The hill where my legs could not go on and my brain said stop. Would it be as bad as I remembered? We climbed up and up. We complained. I swore. This trail was freaking relentless. It is always up or down or rock or rooty or all at the same time. It goes on and on and on, beating you until you are a bloody crying mess. It pummels you. Over and over. Eventually there she was. The hill. I began the descent. It was as horrible as last year, but my legs held up. I wasn't going to quit. No way, no how. Alicia was going to me at mile 77. New life! New conversation! A new voice! I was excited. I was going to go and and damnet, I was finishing this damn thing.
As we ran into Cramer Road there were cheers everywhere! Tom was picking up Jason here, Alicia was here for me, it was wonderful. I was all smiles. I sat in a chair for the first time during the race and applied some foot potion. I didn't feel blisters but the bottoms of my feet were painful. Every step hurt. I bit my tongue as my eyes teared. It hurt so badly. I restocked and got out of there. I was on new territory. It was only 1045; I told Alicia I'd be there at 12. I was on Cloud 9!
Off we went. We told Stuart he'd catch up, we were going to walk out. Tom and Jason headed off and John after them. Stuart caught us and we moved along the course. It felt so good to be further in the race than last year. I was feeling very positive. Joe Lovett told me at Tettegouche "you'll finish. just don't lose your head" he was right. I wasn't going to lose my head. So much of this is mental.
I couldn't believe that Temperance was up next. I love Temperance. I had never run it, of course, during the 100, but I love it in the 50 mile. We were beginning to see some of the 50 milers. They began at Caribou at 6 AM. Some of the speedy ones were arriving. It was awesome to see them! When they saw our 100 mile race numbers they would yell out a shout to us, telling us they were in awe, how could we run 100 miles? Just seeing life out on the trail was exciting. I pretty much saw the same 5 people the whole race. 5 very wonderful, special people, but it was nice to see others! Stuart even told me he was sick of looking at me! In a kind, gentle, kidding way :)
Temperance River was beautiful and crashing and misty and loud. We saw tourists! Dogs! People in the other world, hiking and enjoying themselves. We went through Temperance aid and were heading out toward Sawbill! Sawbill! Wow. I was stoked.
Before I knew it we were approaching Carlton Peak. Ah, another favorite place of mine during the 50 mile. Beautiful granite rock, so huge, so cliffy, so incredible awesome. The last 25 miles of this 100 are easier than the first 75. If I had never run the 100, I wouldn't believe a person could call the last 25 'easier'. There would be no easy on the Superior Hiking Trail. When you are running the 100, it gets easier past Cramer Road. Oh yea, there are climbs and descents and rocks and roots, but nothing like the first 75 miles.
We see Valeria, and Jeffrey and Karen and pretty soon Curt. We see Mary and Deb, all running the 50 mile. It's great to see everyone out there. I get tons of hugs and good jobs. One gal stops and grabs my had and introduces herself and says 'your Julie Berg, you will finish today Julie Berg'. It's good stuff.
Sawbill! Oh man. It's coming to a close and I'm OK. No blisters, I hurt everywhere, my feet hurt so I'm biting my tongue to hold back tears as I run, every foot placement is pain, my skin hurts but I have 12.6 miles left. I can do anything for 12.6 miles. Me, Alicia, Stuart and John. We're going to finish. We walk a good portion of the section, my feet ache worse when walking so we begin to run. Oberg is coming up.
I know when Oberg comes I will begin to sob. I know when Oberg comes I will be able to finish. I know Oberg is everything. Sure enough, I see a sign that says Oberg Parking Lot with an arrow pointing. I don't know how far or how long ahead the aid station is, but it is somewhere out there. I begin to run hard and everyone follows. We're panting and breathing hard. It feels like we are flying, I'm sure we are not. We run forever. Oberg isn't there and isn't there and isn't there. We walk a few hills, pretty soon, it has to arrive. We run hard some more and tears flow from my eyes. I gasp and sob. Oberg! It's here!!
7.1 miles left. I get confused. I ask Alicia if is 7.1 or if it is 7.1+ the 2.6 for the 102.6. I want to be done, that's all. She says 7.1 Thank God.
7.1 miles. I don't want to have to turn my lights on again. I don't want night two of darkness. Yuck. I look at my watch. The award ceremony begins at 8 PM. It will be close, but I'm going to try to make it. If we get there before 8 we won't need lights. Maybe. I'm going to try to run hard. Well, as hard as I can.
Alicia takes the lead, I ask her to run, I need to run, my feet ache, they feel better when running. Alicia, me, Stuart and John. We're running when we can, climbing when we have to. We climb Moose Mountain and I argue that this isn't Moose Mountain. It wasn't steep enough, tough enough, it didn't take my air away. Surely there is another climb, a rougher tougher one. They all tell me, no, this is Moose Mountain. I don't believe them. There is a rougher tougher one. I know it! I've run the 50K, 50 mile each 3 times out here. There is certainly a climb tougher than this one in this section. Guess what? I was wrong. Moose Mountain just didn't seem that tough this time..
We run along and Alicia says we're getting close. Well, I need to know how close. I ask her 'one hour or two hours' she tells me 1 hour. Everyone else agrees. Maybe even less than an hour they say. Holy shit! Less than an hour? I can't contain my excitement. I'm too excited. I try not to be, I try not to be too confident, I could fall or die, or who knows what could happen, but I think I can finish now.
Oh man. There is the bridge and the dirt. We're off the freaking trail. The trail of pain and tears. We're on the gravel road. I'm running as fast as my legs can carry me. There is Matt, in his van, screaming and yelling and taking pictures. I'm bawling! Bawling! Stuart says we'll finish in 35:something. OH MY GOD. 35 something. Holy Freaking Shit. I'm swearing a blue streak. It's a release. I'm crying, I'm so thankful Stuart ran with me the whole 102.6 miles. And John, and Alicia the last 25. I'm blessed. Truly blessed.
We are running up the pavement FAST. Feels fast. They let me lead. I turn into the resort and see the pool and Alicia directs me to the finish line and I'm crying and sobbing and oh my god it is done. 35:37.
Everyone is there. Everyone is clapping and screaming and yelling and crying. I'm beside myself and all of these people that were a part of my finish. Maria and Doug and Eve and Duke and John and Alicia and Stuart and Jerry and Tom and Nancy, they are all there and so many more and Larry and Colleen and Jo and I'm just going to burst hugging and crying on everyone. It's crazy fun.
Someone tells me that Wynn won! He won in 23 something and it's his first 100 and I can't wait to congratulate him. I talk with him for a long time and am so excited for him and get to talk with his Dad, who crewed for him. Great job, Wynn; and Duke! His first 100 too, he ran so well, I'm so excited! Crazy fast boys!
We watch many more finishers and then it's award time. Susan Donnely won the woman's race in 31 hours! I received Woman's Masters FIRST in 35:37. What a treat. I finally have the red finishers jacket, and the buckle that I have wanted so badly for the past year.
After congratulating everyone and settling down, I go back to the townhouse for a shower. Doug, Maria and Lynette go to bed and I am wired. Alicia and I go over to Jason's. Oh, Jason finished, 10 minutes before me, congrats Jason!! We visit with Jason, Pierre, Tom, Nancy, Jeffrey and John. Then it's time to go back to rest.
I sleep like a rock until 5 AM. We all pack up, head on out. We met at Betty's Pies, our traditional post race breakfast. Then it's time to leave the festivities behind and head on home. Thankfully, I made it home without any problems. I was a bit worried, as after leaving Valeria at Betty's Pies, I ended up seeing her at the gas station. We talked at laughed, I was going to put gas into my car and she asked 'is something wrong with you car?' I was like, ah, no. Why? She pointed to my hood. It was open. I pulled the release on the hood instead of the gas cap cover. I've never done that! I guess ultra brain set in! Sweety that she is, she asked me if she should follow me home! I told her thank you, but I'd be ok. Actually, I was afriad I'd fall asleep. I was exhausted. But I arrived safe and sound.
I'll post pictures tomorrow, I'm going to help the boys with their homework, take a bath and go to bed!
Now, with this monkey off of my back, I think I'll begin to plan 2008...
You may find this strange, as I open up here, about so many things in my life; but in my non blog life, I don't open up all that easily. I don't really confide in others, I've lost some very close friends of the past. I've lost friends to cancer, drugs, alcohol and suicide. I now have a hard time creating friendships. I become afraid and close up like a clam. I begin to get close, and create space.Thanks for listening here.
OK, Superior. I was freaked. I couldn't enjoy the last week at all. All I thought about was the race and how tough it was going to be and how would I make it through the night and how would my legs hold up this year and was I trained enough?
Since I DNF'd last year I have been putting in more miles, tougher miles, faster miles, tons of hills and heavy lifting. I increased my mileage from 70 miles average to 85 with many weeks at 90-115 miles. I decided to set the goal to 4 100's this year: McNaughton, FANS, Vermont and Superior. I began to lift heavy on the legs 2x a week. I had read that runners should lift lighter with more reps. That didn't get me anywhere last year. Didn't get me to the finish line. My legs gave out. I increased my poundages and lifted less reps; more sets. Laying hams curls up to 100 lbs, barbell squats up to 205 pounds, calve raises over 400 pounds. Long sessions on the stair stepper. I worked my legs until they screamed at me in agony. It became easier and easier. They recovered more and more quickly. Instead of lifting 1x a week I could lift 2x a week. I began hill work. Long runs on hilly asphalt each week, then Buck Hill. Paul Hasse told me 30 Buck Hills to finish Superior. I began my first session with he and Pierre Ostor and thought I'd die at 5. Really. I got in 10, then 15 the next week, 20, 25 and 30. Progression. Slowly but surely. I felt confident that I had the training in, but was I strong enough MENTALLY? I had to be. I was not going to quit this time. I didn't even say 'unless I break something'. I was not quitting. Larry told me I could be a finisher even if I finished at midnight. Oh Lord, don't let me be out there finishing 102.6 miles at midnight, but if I am, so be it. I had lights, I'd be a finisher.
I met Doug and Maria at our townhome at Caribou Highlands on Thursday afternoon. The race finishes at Caribou. It's a great place to stay during the Superior Spring/Fall races. I packed up my zillion and one drop bags into the van and we headed out to Two Harbors for packet pick up. It was hot, but was going to storm. I couldn't relax. I was scared to death. I had a stomach ache. I had a head ache. I was nervous.
I dropped my bags at each station sign posted and said hello to so many of my friends. Eve and Duke were there, Scott-who I hadn't seen since Trail Mix, was his old funny self, so good to laugh with him, Stuart from Kansas City, whom Maria and I ran a good portion of our race with last year. Stuart received a beautiful table that Larry handcrafted for finishing 10 Superiors! Amazing. Bonnie, Andy, Les, Dallas, Sara, Jerry, John, we were all running the 100. I managed to eat and we headed off back to Caribou. It stormed and rained hard all night long. Ugh.
Friday morning, still pouring outside, Doug drove us all to the start. We begin at Gooseberry Falls and are able to use the Visitor Center. Nice and clean, warm; a great place to start. I looked outside and couldn't believe that the rain had stopped. Happy Days!
Larry ushered us to the starting point and said GO. We were off! We began on a bridge/pathway that went uphill so most of us just walked for a long time, then a big grassy uphill into the woods, more walking. I could finally feel the tension leave my body. I just needed to begin this race and let it happen.
9.3 miles to the Split Rock aid station. Last year this took me 2.08 hours, I was ready to run it this year in 245 or so. My plan was to slow down a bit during the day from last year, and hopefully gain the hour in the evening. I wore a Rush Pack from Golite this year. I had only worn it for a two hour run prior to the race. I could not stand my waist pack any more. I can't use a Camelback because I drink too much and can't gauge the amount that I'm drinking. I'm a guzzler. With the Rush Pack I can carry two 24 oz bottles on the side, storing all my gear (clothing, iPod, camera, food, foot potion) in the bladder area. I loved it! The pack never bothered me. I drank both 24 oz bottles before I reached the aid station, but I didn't want to carry 72 oz of Heed with me so decided 48 oz would have to suffice between aid stations.
During this first section I hooked up with Maria, Stuart from Kansas City and Jerry from Missouri! Just like last year. Crazy. Unplanned and very fortunate! I and Maria made no plans to run together, we needed to do our own thing, but I was very pleased when I found myself running again, in this group. The first section took me just over 230. I was feeling wonderful and happy. It wasn't raining, it was a sunny great day.
10 more miles before the next aid station at Beaver Bay. Another long haul. Lots of climbing, the beautiful Split Rock River Loop, lots of waterfalls, rhyolite from the lava flow, simply beautiful. HARD, but stunning. Many, many steep climbs.
Again, I came into the aid station dry. I conserved my HEED to last just about a mile short of the aid station. I was drinking about 24 oz an hour, as usual. Drop bags were at this station. I restocked my pack with gels, blocks, filled my bottles and grabbed a whole peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I was famished. The past 20 miles of climbing was creating a lot of hunger in my belly. I was still running with Maria, Stuart and Jerry; having a fabulous time. We were about an hour later than last year. Right where I wanted to be.
Beaver Bay to Silver Bay is 5 miles but tough and slow. Lots of rocks and scrambling around trying to get over them. Lots of high leg lifting, climbing, etc. Tough stuff to get through. We took pictures, laughed together, we were all very happy to be running together again. I was thrilled to be here!
Silver Bay to Tettegouche is another long 10 mile section, but with beautiful spectacular views. Climbs and overlooks of Bean and Bear lake, Mount Trudee, just awesome. We stopped frequently to snap pictures, to look at the views and catch our breath. We had to stop to look. There was no way you could look at views and run at the same time. You'd hit a rock or root and fall down in a second. Yeah, it's that crazy of a trail. You can't take your eyes off of your feet for one second. There is a white and red tower in Silver Bay that we saw 5 or 6 times from the overlooks. There are neat views of the City. What a great time I had, I enjoyed every minute. Of course, I did complain of all the rockiness and rootiness sections. There is a section called The Drainpipe. Oh my gosh! It's craziness. Steep, steep, rocky downhill that you have to climb down down down. "Man, this is just awful rockiness" "This is too climbful of a section" "This is a section of nothing but climbiness" "This is just too rootful" I was making up all kinds of words that I used over and over and over again.
After we hit the aid station, we ran across the suspension bridge at Tettegouche, we noticed John Storkamp had run from the aid station to the bridge to take pictures. I don't know how he got out there so quickly. It must be the fact that he just ran a 2:53 marathon!
From Tettegouche to Co Rd 6 I'd need my flashlight. I'd been carrying it my pack, with my headlamp at 6. Sure enough, it became dark. I began to worry. I was running well, now with nightfall I'd have to slow down. I wasn't looking forward to that. This was no Vermont; I wouldn't be able to really run during the night. I'd be picking my way over damn rocks and roots. Yeah, the expletives began flying out of my mouth. We climbed, climbed and climbed out of Tettegouche, to the Sawmill Dome, climbing, climbing, climbing up rocky cliffs. The first 4 miles of this section just sucks. Sweat was rolling into my eyes, my feet were hurting. Just hold it together. You are finishing this thing so don't start to worry about it now.
As night fall came, the stars popped out. It was a beautiful, clear night. I was looking forward to the aid station as I knew Tom and Nancy would be there working. Pretty soon we came out to Co Rd 6 where the aid was. They had hot soup and grilled cheese sandwiches that were excellent. An added surprise: Jeffrey was checking the runners in. I didn't know he would be there. I took all of warm night clothing out of my drop bag and packed it into my pack, along with extra batteries, food and strapped on my head lamp. Night time was here. I was afraid of what was going to happen out here during the night. Would my legs cease up on me? They felt fine so far. I hadn't taken and Advil, every now and then I'd feel a pain in my knee, but nothing too bad. The bottoms of my feet ached but I didn't have any blisters. It wasn't raining. It was a clear, warm night. Good stuff.
On we went from Co Rd 6 to Finland. Maria was going to pick up Lynette at Finland and Lynette would pace her to the finish. The four of us were still running together, I was so grateful to have Jerry, Stuart and Maria with me. We also ran alot with Jason and John. It was really nice to have company during the night. John has some incredible stories to tell about this race. He had a half a dozen very odd things happen to him. He is a riot!
During this section is a 440 foot boardwalk that goes over a Beaver Dam upon which you walk. A small portion was under water. I was afraid to go over it, for fear of falling into the damn dam. I didn't. I walked slowly and gingerly, making it across safely. There are more huge climbs, and a long downhill into the depths of the earth. It was cold down here, but at least there were no bugs this time around!
Jerry was feeling really good, and wanted to hit it hard. He hoped to reach Cramer Road (mile 77) by 9 AM, to meet up with his son, Mitch, who was running the marathon. The marathon begins at Cramer Road. We gave him a birthday hug and he headed off into the darkness. We told him we'd see him at the finish.
When we ran into Finland, Lynette hadn't yet arrived. I refilled my pack with supplies, ate another soup and sandwich and we headed out. As we were running along, Lynette caught up! She had just missed us at the station and Doug told her she could catch us. She sure did. She and Maria hung back a bit, and Stuart and I pushed on. I was so relieved to have Stuart to run with. Knowing that he had finished 10 of these bad boys gave me confidence. If I could just stick with him, I'd finish this bastard.
It was getting tough. The bottoms of my feet ached, but I was able to eat, drink and move along. Not quickly, but at least I could move along. My legs weren't killing me yet. It was OK.
We went through the Sonju Root Fest and I became pretty quiet. I was wondering if my legs would cease up. This is where they ruined my race last year. I was very careful of the roots. I hadn't fallen down yet and last year I had fallen 4x in this section. I took it slowly and easily. Stuart led most of the way during the night. I just followed behind. Swearing and grunting and complaining every once (or more) in a while.
I was happy to get through the root fest without breaking anything. I still didn't feel any blisters. Now my toughest section was up next. The Manitou River. It's nothing but rockiness and toughness and pain is the assness. It's so hard. It's badness in the darkness.
I was apprehensive. We came into the aid station and Steve Quick was volunteering at the aid station. "Julie, you told me you'd be here at 5 AM. It's 5:01" I was shocked. Wow. Still on track. I refilled my HEED, my supplies and we headed on out. I was scared. The Manitou River gorge is bad ass.
We climbed up forever and a day, down forever and two days and we are 62 miles into this race and legs are tired and so is everything else. My skin was beginning to hurt. Down we went, into the gorge. Down upon the pointy, slippery, sharp shale rock stuff. It moves under your feet. Past the campsites, down some more. The positive thought I had in my mind was 'well, at least this year there is a bridge, last year it was out; and it will be light soon'. Eventually we came across the first bridge, climbed and climbed and climbed, down, down, down, across the second bridge. The raging river below us. Now the climb out of the river gorge. Oh man. Up, up and up we went. Sweat rolling off of me, I had to take my night jacket off. My body ached. My feet were crying. My head was pounding. Keep going. Just climb. Don't look up, just go up. When we finally reached the ridge I began to cry to myself. My legs weren't dead. Thank God. Pretty soon we began to see the sun rise. Rejoice! Daylight was upon us. I took a few pictures and listened to the first birds. I put away my lights. Yippee!! I knew there was a runable section coming soon. Once we went over the next bridge we could RUN! It would feel so good to use different muscles.
The bridge came and we ran the next 2.5 miles to Sugarloaf. What a sight for tired eyes! Doug, bless his heart, was there and had my drop bag in his hand. He helped me take off my jacket,my lights, take my pants, gloves out of my pack and placed everything into my drop bag. He gave me a hug and I was up and out of there.
Man. The next aid was where I dropped last year. I told Stuart the hill of doom was up next. The hill where I decided I couldn't take another step. The hill where my legs could not go on and my brain said stop. Would it be as bad as I remembered? We climbed up and up. We complained. I swore. This trail was freaking relentless. It is always up or down or rock or rooty or all at the same time. It goes on and on and on, beating you until you are a bloody crying mess. It pummels you. Over and over. Eventually there she was. The hill. I began the descent. It was as horrible as last year, but my legs held up. I wasn't going to quit. No way, no how. Alicia was going to me at mile 77. New life! New conversation! A new voice! I was excited. I was going to go and and damnet, I was finishing this damn thing.
As we ran into Cramer Road there were cheers everywhere! Tom was picking up Jason here, Alicia was here for me, it was wonderful. I was all smiles. I sat in a chair for the first time during the race and applied some foot potion. I didn't feel blisters but the bottoms of my feet were painful. Every step hurt. I bit my tongue as my eyes teared. It hurt so badly. I restocked and got out of there. I was on new territory. It was only 1045; I told Alicia I'd be there at 12. I was on Cloud 9!
Off we went. We told Stuart he'd catch up, we were going to walk out. Tom and Jason headed off and John after them. Stuart caught us and we moved along the course. It felt so good to be further in the race than last year. I was feeling very positive. Joe Lovett told me at Tettegouche "you'll finish. just don't lose your head" he was right. I wasn't going to lose my head. So much of this is mental.
I couldn't believe that Temperance was up next. I love Temperance. I had never run it, of course, during the 100, but I love it in the 50 mile. We were beginning to see some of the 50 milers. They began at Caribou at 6 AM. Some of the speedy ones were arriving. It was awesome to see them! When they saw our 100 mile race numbers they would yell out a shout to us, telling us they were in awe, how could we run 100 miles? Just seeing life out on the trail was exciting. I pretty much saw the same 5 people the whole race. 5 very wonderful, special people, but it was nice to see others! Stuart even told me he was sick of looking at me! In a kind, gentle, kidding way :)
Temperance River was beautiful and crashing and misty and loud. We saw tourists! Dogs! People in the other world, hiking and enjoying themselves. We went through Temperance aid and were heading out toward Sawbill! Sawbill! Wow. I was stoked.
Before I knew it we were approaching Carlton Peak. Ah, another favorite place of mine during the 50 mile. Beautiful granite rock, so huge, so cliffy, so incredible awesome. The last 25 miles of this 100 are easier than the first 75. If I had never run the 100, I wouldn't believe a person could call the last 25 'easier'. There would be no easy on the Superior Hiking Trail. When you are running the 100, it gets easier past Cramer Road. Oh yea, there are climbs and descents and rocks and roots, but nothing like the first 75 miles.
We see Valeria, and Jeffrey and Karen and pretty soon Curt. We see Mary and Deb, all running the 50 mile. It's great to see everyone out there. I get tons of hugs and good jobs. One gal stops and grabs my had and introduces herself and says 'your Julie Berg, you will finish today Julie Berg'. It's good stuff.
Sawbill! Oh man. It's coming to a close and I'm OK. No blisters, I hurt everywhere, my feet hurt so I'm biting my tongue to hold back tears as I run, every foot placement is pain, my skin hurts but I have 12.6 miles left. I can do anything for 12.6 miles. Me, Alicia, Stuart and John. We're going to finish. We walk a good portion of the section, my feet ache worse when walking so we begin to run. Oberg is coming up.
I know when Oberg comes I will begin to sob. I know when Oberg comes I will be able to finish. I know Oberg is everything. Sure enough, I see a sign that says Oberg Parking Lot with an arrow pointing. I don't know how far or how long ahead the aid station is, but it is somewhere out there. I begin to run hard and everyone follows. We're panting and breathing hard. It feels like we are flying, I'm sure we are not. We run forever. Oberg isn't there and isn't there and isn't there. We walk a few hills, pretty soon, it has to arrive. We run hard some more and tears flow from my eyes. I gasp and sob. Oberg! It's here!!
7.1 miles left. I get confused. I ask Alicia if is 7.1 or if it is 7.1+ the 2.6 for the 102.6. I want to be done, that's all. She says 7.1 Thank God.
7.1 miles. I don't want to have to turn my lights on again. I don't want night two of darkness. Yuck. I look at my watch. The award ceremony begins at 8 PM. It will be close, but I'm going to try to make it. If we get there before 8 we won't need lights. Maybe. I'm going to try to run hard. Well, as hard as I can.
Alicia takes the lead, I ask her to run, I need to run, my feet ache, they feel better when running. Alicia, me, Stuart and John. We're running when we can, climbing when we have to. We climb Moose Mountain and I argue that this isn't Moose Mountain. It wasn't steep enough, tough enough, it didn't take my air away. Surely there is another climb, a rougher tougher one. They all tell me, no, this is Moose Mountain. I don't believe them. There is a rougher tougher one. I know it! I've run the 50K, 50 mile each 3 times out here. There is certainly a climb tougher than this one in this section. Guess what? I was wrong. Moose Mountain just didn't seem that tough this time..
We run along and Alicia says we're getting close. Well, I need to know how close. I ask her 'one hour or two hours' she tells me 1 hour. Everyone else agrees. Maybe even less than an hour they say. Holy shit! Less than an hour? I can't contain my excitement. I'm too excited. I try not to be, I try not to be too confident, I could fall or die, or who knows what could happen, but I think I can finish now.
Oh man. There is the bridge and the dirt. We're off the freaking trail. The trail of pain and tears. We're on the gravel road. I'm running as fast as my legs can carry me. There is Matt, in his van, screaming and yelling and taking pictures. I'm bawling! Bawling! Stuart says we'll finish in 35:something. OH MY GOD. 35 something. Holy Freaking Shit. I'm swearing a blue streak. It's a release. I'm crying, I'm so thankful Stuart ran with me the whole 102.6 miles. And John, and Alicia the last 25. I'm blessed. Truly blessed.
We are running up the pavement FAST. Feels fast. They let me lead. I turn into the resort and see the pool and Alicia directs me to the finish line and I'm crying and sobbing and oh my god it is done. 35:37.
Everyone is there. Everyone is clapping and screaming and yelling and crying. I'm beside myself and all of these people that were a part of my finish. Maria and Doug and Eve and Duke and John and Alicia and Stuart and Jerry and Tom and Nancy, they are all there and so many more and Larry and Colleen and Jo and I'm just going to burst hugging and crying on everyone. It's crazy fun.
Someone tells me that Wynn won! He won in 23 something and it's his first 100 and I can't wait to congratulate him. I talk with him for a long time and am so excited for him and get to talk with his Dad, who crewed for him. Great job, Wynn; and Duke! His first 100 too, he ran so well, I'm so excited! Crazy fast boys!
We watch many more finishers and then it's award time. Susan Donnely won the woman's race in 31 hours! I received Woman's Masters FIRST in 35:37. What a treat. I finally have the red finishers jacket, and the buckle that I have wanted so badly for the past year.
After congratulating everyone and settling down, I go back to the townhouse for a shower. Doug, Maria and Lynette go to bed and I am wired. Alicia and I go over to Jason's. Oh, Jason finished, 10 minutes before me, congrats Jason!! We visit with Jason, Pierre, Tom, Nancy, Jeffrey and John. Then it's time to go back to rest.
I sleep like a rock until 5 AM. We all pack up, head on out. We met at Betty's Pies, our traditional post race breakfast. Then it's time to leave the festivities behind and head on home. Thankfully, I made it home without any problems. I was a bit worried, as after leaving Valeria at Betty's Pies, I ended up seeing her at the gas station. We talked at laughed, I was going to put gas into my car and she asked 'is something wrong with you car?' I was like, ah, no. Why? She pointed to my hood. It was open. I pulled the release on the hood instead of the gas cap cover. I've never done that! I guess ultra brain set in! Sweety that she is, she asked me if she should follow me home! I told her thank you, but I'd be ok. Actually, I was afriad I'd fall asleep. I was exhausted. But I arrived safe and sound.
I'll post pictures tomorrow, I'm going to help the boys with their homework, take a bath and go to bed!
Now, with this monkey off of my back, I think I'll begin to plan 2008...
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Onto the Superior Sawtooth 100 (102.5) Mile Trail Run
Well, ready or not, She's here. The big one. The one that I have been training for since I gave it up 30 hours and 77 miles in last year. The one that I have thought about every single day for a year. The one that I made a conscious decision to say I'm done. As I stood on that hill, somewhere between Sugarloaf aid station and Cramer Road, I knew it was over. I could NOT muster up the mental tenacity to continue. I skooched down the hill on my butt, I couldn't bend my knees, and I cried. I told myself I am not the strong woman they think I am. I am weak. I am not trained for this. I suck. Now they'll know I'm human too, I'll show them. I'm done.
I had hoped that I would forget my thoughts as I stood on that hill. I hoped that I would forget that I looked at my pace chart and saw that I was right on pace for a finish. I had hoped that I would forget that I just. didn't. feel. like. finishing. that. fucker.
It was too hard. And I was too easy.
I remember it all. Vividly. Move vivid than I care to remember. I am still not ready to put into words what all happened inside of my mind at that moment. Someday I'll be able to talk about it, to write about it, but tonight, I still can not.
Tonight I've packed my drop bags. I've packed a bag for each of the stations. The first station with drop bag access is 4 hours in. I'll carry gels, blocks, beans and gummies. The first aid station is 10 miles out, I can refuel on 'real' food there.
I have 4 big REI waterproof drawstring bags for clothing, shoes, lights, etc. For the other stations I've packed a huge Ziploc baggie with gels, gummies, blocks, beans, socks, foot potion, Advil and Ecaps. I packed a bag with a clean top and bra for the morning, I've never changed clothing during an ultra. I don't know why I always think I may want a change of clothing for the morning.
I've found rides for the boys to football and baseball, run off maps for Steve to get to their games, laid out football and baseball uniforms for practice and games, made meals in advance, bought birthday presents and cards for parties, filled up paint ball tanks and ammo for the tournament. I think we are all set. I can't imagine just being able to leave for a race with the only preparation being getting myself packed!
Tomorrow after bringing the boys to school I have a telephone conference, then I'll head out to beautiful Lutsen and Lake Superior. I'm going to have a blast! Really, all of my friends will be around. I'm rooming with Maria, Bonnie, Les; all of which are running the 100. Also Alicia, who will pace me from mile 77 where I dropped last year, will be staying with me, as well as Lynette who will pace Maria, and Doug, who will shuttle us all to the start and to the pre race activities tomorrow evening.
John and Jason are running the 100, Wynn and Duke are running their first 100's and man, I think one of these dudes is going to win this beast. They are young, strong and FAST. I just hope they don't end up racing each other and pushing too quickly. John, Scott, Nancy and Tom will be volunteering; Pierre, Don, Rick, Maynard will be marking and tearing down. It'll be a crazy, fun reunion of sorts. Oh, and Larry and Colleen will be masters of the event. Now I'm thinking I shouldn't have listed so many friends because of course I'm missing someone.
I'm excited.I'm scared. I have feelings much like two years ago after I decided to run 50 miles instead of trying 100 at FANS. I was filled with anxiety as I prepared for FANS that next year. But I did get retribution. I will here at Superior too.
Then I wonder, why does it matter? Why does a DNF bother me so? Why do I have to go back and finish this?
I don't know. It's just me. I will finish. 37:59:59 and I am happy :)
Run On!
I had hoped that I would forget my thoughts as I stood on that hill. I hoped that I would forget that I looked at my pace chart and saw that I was right on pace for a finish. I had hoped that I would forget that I just. didn't. feel. like. finishing. that. fucker.
It was too hard. And I was too easy.
I remember it all. Vividly. Move vivid than I care to remember. I am still not ready to put into words what all happened inside of my mind at that moment. Someday I'll be able to talk about it, to write about it, but tonight, I still can not.
Tonight I've packed my drop bags. I've packed a bag for each of the stations. The first station with drop bag access is 4 hours in. I'll carry gels, blocks, beans and gummies. The first aid station is 10 miles out, I can refuel on 'real' food there.
I have 4 big REI waterproof drawstring bags for clothing, shoes, lights, etc. For the other stations I've packed a huge Ziploc baggie with gels, gummies, blocks, beans, socks, foot potion, Advil and Ecaps. I packed a bag with a clean top and bra for the morning, I've never changed clothing during an ultra. I don't know why I always think I may want a change of clothing for the morning.
I've found rides for the boys to football and baseball, run off maps for Steve to get to their games, laid out football and baseball uniforms for practice and games, made meals in advance, bought birthday presents and cards for parties, filled up paint ball tanks and ammo for the tournament. I think we are all set. I can't imagine just being able to leave for a race with the only preparation being getting myself packed!
Tomorrow after bringing the boys to school I have a telephone conference, then I'll head out to beautiful Lutsen and Lake Superior. I'm going to have a blast! Really, all of my friends will be around. I'm rooming with Maria, Bonnie, Les; all of which are running the 100. Also Alicia, who will pace me from mile 77 where I dropped last year, will be staying with me, as well as Lynette who will pace Maria, and Doug, who will shuttle us all to the start and to the pre race activities tomorrow evening.
John and Jason are running the 100, Wynn and Duke are running their first 100's and man, I think one of these dudes is going to win this beast. They are young, strong and FAST. I just hope they don't end up racing each other and pushing too quickly. John, Scott, Nancy and Tom will be volunteering; Pierre, Don, Rick, Maynard will be marking and tearing down. It'll be a crazy, fun reunion of sorts. Oh, and Larry and Colleen will be masters of the event. Now I'm thinking I shouldn't have listed so many friends because of course I'm missing someone.
I'm excited.I'm scared. I have feelings much like two years ago after I decided to run 50 miles instead of trying 100 at FANS. I was filled with anxiety as I prepared for FANS that next year. But I did get retribution. I will here at Superior too.
Then I wonder, why does it matter? Why does a DNF bother me so? Why do I have to go back and finish this?
I don't know. It's just me. I will finish. 37:59:59 and I am happy :)
Run On!
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