Well, another Wasatch 100 is in the books. This year marked my 10th trip to
the starting line and my 7th finish and the first 100 that I’ve
finished since the 2014 Wasatch.
Needless to say, having gone two years without a 100 finish, I was a bit
nervous.
There really isn’t a lot to say about this year’s race for
me, so I’ll try to keep it short.
Prerace
So my training has been on a bit of the lacking side. I just haven’t gotten into it like years
past..until the first of July. Then I
figured that I had better get some miles and vert in if I wanted any chance of
finishing Wasatch. So July and August
saw me put in the most miles and vertical for those two months ever. Good thing too.
Race Time
That first climb? Yeah,
it was a doozy. Dusty, narrow, serious
conga line, complete stop at times waiting for people in front to get
moving. Still, I got to the top in about
the time I expected.
The run to Bountiful B.
Not too bad. I usually dislike
that climb, but this year I felt pretty good.
Had some awesome friends running that aid station and managed to have my
very own pit crew. Debbie, Curtis,
Christy Jo, you guys rock.
The trot to Sessions, felt good, mostly ran by myself and I’m
always good with that. Weather was
prefect, scenery, spectacular. Loved
seeing the folks at Sessions.
Sessions to Swallow Rocks.
Always a downer time for me but I really do enjoy running the ridge once
you get past that climb out of City Creek Pass.
I don’t know why, but this section is always one of my low points. Still, I made pretty good time. Once again, scenery was spectacular. Swallow Rocks aid actually had Forest Service
people helping out. That was
awesome. Thanks for that.
Swallow Rocks to Big Mountain.
Swallow Rocks to Big Mountain. I always like this section. My mood seems to lift, it’s mostly downhill
and the vibe at Big Mountain can’t help but lift your spirits. I had no crew this year, but a wonderful aid
station volunteer tended to my needs, fetched my drop bag etc. I left there feeling pretty good and looking
forward to the trek to Alexander Ridge.
Big Mountain to Alexander Ridge. Exposed and warm like usual but there was a
wind (not a breeze) blowing across the trail, so that kept things cool. My mood was good. As usual, the Alexander Ridge aid station
looked like a field hospital with people strewn about due to the heat (field
hospital was their theme this year). I
cruised on through feeling pretty good.
Still on pace I think, I had lost my pace chart somewhere on the first
climb.
Alexander to Lambs Canyon.
Not a bad section. Not as fast as
two years ago, but I didn’t expect to be.
Still, it was solid effort and I was looking forward to picking up my
first pacer at Lamb’s. It was kind of
weird not having the huge crowds like last year, but in reality, I liked
it. I didn’t have to fight my way out of
the aid station and I think I got out of there faster than I usually do. Part of that is I felt pretty good, and Misty
hurried me along. I had had cramping
issues for the past 20 miles or so and Misty fed me some electrolyte caps. Cramping gone within 20 minutes. Legs were still a bit trashed, but I didn’t
have to worry about calves seizing up on me at the slightest misstep.
Lamb’s Canyon to Upper Big Water. Picked up Misty, my first pacer, at Lamb’s. The trek was pretty good. Felt strong making the climb up to Bear Ass
Pass, cruised down into Elbow Fork and hiked/trotted the road to Upper Big
Water.
Upper Big Water to Desolation Lake. Kind of cool (like usual) at Upper Big
Water. Tanked up on food, took care of a
couple of blisters forming on toes, and got out. Like usual, the temps warmed up once we got
200 yards up the trail. Now it was dark
and during the climb to Dog Lake we encountered and couple of moose bedded down
just off the trail. Did you know they rumble? Sounds kind of like a lion rumbling. A bit unnerving. Dog Lake came and went, the downhill to
Blunder Fork was a bit slow as the legs were starting to get tired. The climb up to Deso was a bit slow. This is where I noticed that my climbing on
steeper sections was going to be an issue.
Breathing was tough. I would go a
couple hundred yards and have to stop to catch my breath. Unlike the first time this happened to me, I
knew what was going on. The huge amounts
of dust on the trail was getting into my lungs.
I could do reasonably well as long as the trail was flat or downhill,
but uphills were becoming a slow go.
With dusty lungs cropping up, I knew that a sub 30 hour time was out the
window. At that point just a finish
became the goal.
Desolation Lake to Brighton. The climb up Red Lover’s Ridge was slow
going, but I made it just fine. As
usual, the stars on Scott’s were spectacular, and as usual I made my pacer stop
and looked at them for a couple of minutes.
It was a bit cool, maybe the low 40’s, on Scott’s with a bit of a breeze
blowing across, but nothing too bad. The
descent into Brighton was uneventful.
Seemed to be less traffic than normal.
Picked up my second pacer at Brighton.
I also spent a bit of time regrouping for the final 32 miles. Ate plenty of food, changed into dry clothes,
and hit the trail.
Brighton to Pole Line Pass.
The climb up to Point Supreme was a bit of a grind. Once again, being able to breathe would have
helped, but I made it up that climb in about my usual amount of time. Aric and I stopped at the top and looked at
stars. No moon makes for a brilliant
sky. The descent into Ant Knoll’s was
slow and painful. The quads were pretty
well shot, plus I was getting the sleepies.
Once into Ant Knoll’s I ate some sausage and had Aric let me nap in a
chair for 15 minutes max. I felt like a
new man. The legs were no longer
sore. The climb up the grunt was just
that, a grunt. Then just cruised to Pole
Line Pass.
Looking across at Mineral Basin |
Pole Line Pass to Pot Hollow. I couldn’t believe the Pole Line Pass aid
station. Their menu was incredible. More selection than lot of restaurants that I’ve been to. It was hard to decide since everything sounded
good at five in the morning. Anyway, I
grabbed some food and we got out. Now
for the long trek to Pot Hollow. The sun
started to come up and there’s nothing like a spectacular sunrise while in the Wasatch
backcountry to lift you up.
Mt. Timpanogos at sunrise |
Pot Hollow to the finish.
I took another short nap at Pot Hollow.
Beer and perogies at 8am? Why yes, I think I will |
At the wall, we came across another runner who asked if
either of us had an inhaler. I did, and
asked her why. She said that her
climbing ability had become nonexistent and she couldn’t breathe. She seemed a bit panicked about this. I explained that it was the dust and that I
was having the very same issue and you just kept going. I did give her a hit off my inhaler and we
basically kept her with us to the finish.
It was her first 100 mile race.
It was nice to have someone else along for those last boring miles along
Deer Creek. Her family came out to run
her in the last half mile or so. That was
nice to see, her kids all excited to see Mommy.
Good job Marci! It was very nice
to meet and spend some trail time with you.
So I crossed the finish line in 34:53. My slowest Wasatch ever by 20 minutes, but I
got it done for the 7th time.
For that, I’m happy. It was so
nice to just hang out after the race, chat with friends, drink beer and eat
food, lots of food.
Aftermath
Like usual, I went on my three day eating binge. If it looks like food and is slow enough, it’s
fair game in my book. Leg soreness went
away by Wednesday. I ended up with some
minor blisters on the toes of one foot and a little bigger one on the
ball. Nothing serious and it didn’t seem
to slow me down during the race.
Gear. I wore my Altra
Olympus for the entire race plus a pair of Darn Tough socks. Love those socks and shoes.
Food. Tried eating
the Simply Fruit packs from Power Bar.
100 calories like gels, but more like pureed fruit. Definitely a go to food in the future. Did Tailwind in my hydration bladder for the latter
part of the race. I like the stuff, but
the taste does get old after 30-40 miles and I went back to plain water.
Lessons learned. I’m
getting older. The speed (what little I
did have) is not as fast. I should train
more for these things if I want to do better.
I need caffeine at night. I end
up walking like a drunk sailor because I’m so sleepy at night.
Next up. The Bear
100. Two weeks after Wasatch. I’ve never run two 100’s that close
together. Weather looks like it could be
a mess, rain/snow, so think mud. I will
finish that damn thing though.
Loved the recap! I finished my first 50k this summer and aspire to do a 100 someday. Maybe even Wasatch!
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