Sunday, December 14, 2008

Twin Peaks running in sunny (not) Southern California

Ok, this is the second time I've run this race.  The first time the weather was perfect, cool at the start and warming up to around February.  The race date got moved this year due the fires from fall 2007.  The nice thing about this race is that I can bum off my sister-in-law and her family for the weekend since the race is near to their house.  
So a couple weeks before the race, we get an e-mail detailing a change in start times.  Originally the start time for all runners was 6am.  Now, to reduce the numbers going thru any aid station and to "enhance" our running experience, we were divided into several groups, three groups for the 50 mile and two for the 50K.  My start time was now 4am.  That meant I had to set the alarm for 2am.  This really sucks, but I paid the money so I'll run the race.  
I checked the weather for the weekend and it was looking iffy, but I was hopeful that any weather would hold off until I was done.  
I showed up at the starting line at 3:30 with the other intrepid souls starting at 4am and we were off.  I knew the first 8 miles or so were all uphill so I took off at an easy pace right behind Catra and her friend.  Within a 1/4 mile I found myself in the lead.  Wow, this is really unusual, me in front.  In fact it's down right strange.  I actually was in the lead or the first 3.5 miles before I finally got overtaken by a couple of kids.  In talking with the second one, he said we'd both overtake the front runner eventually.  Turns out he was right, I caught him again at about 20 miles.  So up and up we go.  We had a full moon and it was fun to be able to run without my headlamp on , but I could see a massive cloud wrapped around the top of Santiago Peak, the peak we'd have to summit twice during the day.  Not a good sign at all.
We were supposed to have our first aid station at around 6 miles, but there was no one there.  I didn't think too much of it since I was doing fine anyway.  Running up the road eventually got me into the clouds around the mountains.  It was kind of a surreal experience.  I was only able to see about 20' in front of me with my headlamp.  I would think I was going on a straight section of road and all of the sudden there would be the brush at the side, the road had turned.  I would swing my light around to see which way to go.  The course was well marked and even with the fog the way was clear.  As I was running down the firetrail at about 9.5 miles, I came across a truck.  Turns out it was aid station, they got lost.  
I made it to the first trail (Horsethief canyon) of the day just as it was starting to get light.  I love this particular trail.  Lots of fun to run down.  I was still running in third and there was no one behind me for quite a distance.  I made it down Horsethief Canyon to the second aid station at the bottom of Holy Jim Canyon (14.8 miles).  By now I needed water and my drop bag.  Guess what?  The aid station people had just arrived and weren't even setup yet.  Not only that, no drop bags.  Needless to say, I was mildly irritated.  This shouldn't have happened.  Bad planning and timing. I had to wait around to get just a banana, only water and soda, no sports drink.  I grabbed the banana and left up Holy Jim trail, 9 miles to the top of Santiago Peak.  Eventually I was in the clouds again and now it was starting to rain and the wind picked up.  Time to get cold.  When I made it to the top of Santiago, I was frozen and now I was starting to think about dropping to the 50K.  I don't do well running in cold weather.  At the top, the aid station was one person doing the aid out of the back of their car.  Limited food, water or soda.  I grabbed a sandwich and headed back down the fire road.  By now my hands were so cold that I couldn't feel my fingers, even with my gloves on.  I was wet, it was windy, about 40 and rainy at the top.  I was not having fun at all.   Now the interesting part started.  I was about a mile down from the peak trotting along and I heard this voice off the side of the road "Hey, can you help me?"  I looked and there was this very heavy set man laying on the ground about 30' down the slope.  Keep in mind this is a 45 degree slope.  He had lost control of his truck and rolled it about 40'-50' down the slope.  The only reason he didn't go further was the heavy brush in that location.  Luckily he had been wearing his seatbelt and wasn't really hurt.  He had been trying to climb back up to the road and couldn't make it.  He had hurt his wrist and couldn't use one hand.   Anyway, I stopped, asked him if he was ok and scrambled down the slope to help him up.  After we got back up to the road, the 3rd place runner came by and said he would let the next aid station know what was going on.  I had my cell phone with me but couldn't get signal at all.  We started very slowly walking down the road to the next aid station when Chrissy Weis stopped by and gave us ride.  By now I was absolutely frozen and knew that going on was not a good thing.  No dry clothes and shivering uncontrollably.  We transfered to another vehicle going back to the finish area finally made it down.  We managed to get in touch with the guy's  wife and got him home.  He was incredibly lucky that his truck didn't roll any further down the mountainside and get hurt worse.  
So, my day ended at about 23 miles and 5 hours.  Today as I write this, I spent 4 hours on the golf course with my brother-in-law enjoying typical So Cal Dec. weather, sunny, 60's, clear air, very nice.  Too bad today wasn't race day.  
One thing that did go well was my uphill running.  I really suck at going uphill.  One of the things I changed with my training was to be diligent with doing hill repeats.  I did find out that the hill repeats worked fantastic.  I was able to run up hill far better than I ever have been able to.  
Will I go back to run this race next year?  In a word, no.  There was a lack of attention paid to the little details, getting people to their aid station location, getting drop bags to the aid stations in a timely manner, getting aid stations up and running before the first runners come thru.  On the other hand, some things went right.  I wore my LaSportiva Crosslites for the first time in a race and they were great.  Very comfy, good traction.  I also had no blisters.  I tried wearing those toe sock thingies and they work great.  Usually I will start getting a hot spot or two by 20 miles and this didn't happen.  Other than getting really, really cold, I felt pretty good.
So, a somewhat exciting day that didn't go as planned and another DNF in the books.  Now I start the taper for Across The Years.

Monday, December 8, 2008

A Perfect Trailrunning Weekend

So I had the 2nd training run for the Buffalo Run last Saturday. Perfect weather, around 35 at the start, warmed up to the 40's, no breeze. Very nice.
About 20 people showed up, both of the training runs have been well attended this year. Usually 6-8 people will show. We'll see what happens when the snow flies.
Most of us ran the White Rock loop trail then sauntered over to the Lakside trail and ran that. We all kind of scattered to run our own pace but come together at the end to compare adventures. I got a total of around 13.8 miles out of that run. A few people ran more and a few less, but everyone had a good time.
For those that don't know what Antelope Island is, it's the largest island (28,000 acres) in the Great Salt Lake and the entire island is a state park. There's a herd of 500-600 buffalo that roam free along with herds of mule deer, bighorn sheep, pronghorn antelope, as well as coyotes, bobcats, jackrabbits, porcupine, snakes, and lizards. There are around 35 miles of trails accessible to the public, but most of the island is off limits to people to help maintain a pristine nature. As a member of the volunteer trail patrol out there, I've had the opportunity to see most of the island thru my running. Many times I'll be out on the trails when very few people are out and it's easy to imagine 150 years ago when you can't see or hear any signs of civilization.
Sunday I had big plans to go do some hill repeats but weenied out and decided to do a tempo run along one of my favorite trails from the 22nd street trailhead in Ogden south to above Weber Stae University. From the car it was a 6.8 mile out and back jaunt. There's one hill along this route where I do my hill repeats that's about .6 miles and gains about 300'. Total gain to the turnaround is about 800'. Anyway, I had this idea that maybe I could do this route in under an hour so I pushed as hard as I ever have. I didn't make the sub hour run, but had a great time nonetheless. Another perfect trail running weekend in the books.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

My first post

Ok, I've given in to peer pressure from my fellow teammates on the Wasatch Speedgoat Mountain Racing Team and started this blog. I have no idea how often I'll post, probably after a memorable run or race or maybe just to brag on my grandson occasionally.
Just a little about me. I live near Ogden, UT and work as an Engineer in the Aerospace/defense industry. My wife and I are empty nesters now and while we miss the kids, we are enjoying not having to raise them anymore.
I enjoy running. I enjoy being in good enough shape to get out to very remote areas in the surrounding mountains in a short amount of time. I enjoy having the ability to run ultradistances. I enjoy being around my fellow trail runners, some of the nicest people you'll ever meet.
As part of my running hobby, I'm a volunteer with the trail patrol on Antelope Island State Park. It's the largest island in the Great Salt Lake (28,000 acres). I also direct a trail race every year on the island called the Antelope Island Buffalo Run. Ok, enough for the first post, I'm going to bed.