Slow and steady... actually works?!?!
I ran the Jingle Bell 10K run on Saturday. The 18" snow dump Madison got last Wednesday made the roads through the Arb a pleasant mix of super-packed, super-slick snow and slush-covered ice. Awesome. I thanked my Yaktrax more than once during the race. In the end I did pretty well. A 45:25 in those conditions isn't too bad, and it was actually good enough for 2nd place female. Woot woot! I guess slow and steady (with a little extra snow-traction) actually does work sometimes. ~Jess
Oh No!
These are my favorite mittens for running (blend of silk and wool, handknit). Just discovered this yesterday! Now the search will begin for the leftover yarn and an attempt will be made at darning.
Oh, the Weather Outside is Frightful...
Cross-posted from In Training
I live in the UP. Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Da U.P. Where the north shoreline gets real buddy-buddy with Lake Superior, the largest frickin' lake in the world, or something like that*. Sometimes Superior freezes over enough that the snow stops falling in the winter, but this is a rare occasion (we're talking once every 25 years, at least). So, every year, we get 200-300inches of white, fluffy, crisp snow. Sometimes it pummels us, with nothing to see outside except a sheet of white from the massive amounts of frozen white precipitation that isn't so much falling from the sky but rather making opaque window blinds.
Sometimes, it floats nicely and carefree from the sky, drifting side to side until it finally makes contact with the ground. Watching it will put you into a trance. It calms the soul.
Then there's days like today, which offered a mix of both. The sideways snow always makes me laugh. I look out the window from the ninth floor of the UP's tallest building (I don't know if that's true, but I like to believe it), and the snow is making mini-tornadoes at the bottom of campus.
I can't help but smile on days when I walk into school, the gray clouds hovering over and the day feeling all dreary, and then looking outside before lunchtime to see the big white snowflakes falling from the heavens. Love it! I was especially excited on a day like today, because the snow was coming down hard, and I knew my evening run with Margot would include some white-frosted trees and some pretty cool sights.
We donned our reflective gear (well, at least Margot did... I ended up leaving mine in my locker by accident). We rolled out of West Houghton and the first thing we saw was the ski hill. Mont Ripley was beautiful. The snow covered hill made me ansy for some skiing. And I haven't been ansy for skiing in a long time.
It wasn't long before I started to feel my feet sliding around on the ground. Ugh. I hate that feeling. Especially in the last year with my knees acting all funny, I was especially cautious, as was Margot. This was when I realized my beloved Trances were probably not the best shoe for winter road running.
Because it has been so warm, the roads were a bit wet this week, and the snow today meant that the temperatures (obviously) dipped below freezing. This meant that the roads were covered in a sheet of ice. Not too bad if you can run on the non-roadways (eg. snowmobile paths), but since we started at 430 and it gets dark by 5, well... you can imagine. We were slipping and sliding (to the tune of Little Richard) and were extra cautious on the downward slopes. There area a lot of downward slopes in Houghton. The snowmobile trail was a beacon, and the ground crunched under our feet.
Time to buy new trail running shoes!
Here are some rules I live by when going out for a winter run:
I live in the UP. Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Da U.P. Where the north shoreline gets real buddy-buddy with Lake Superior, the largest frickin' lake in the world, or something like that*. Sometimes Superior freezes over enough that the snow stops falling in the winter, but this is a rare occasion (we're talking once every 25 years, at least). So, every year, we get 200-300inches of white, fluffy, crisp snow. Sometimes it pummels us, with nothing to see outside except a sheet of white from the massive amounts of frozen white precipitation that isn't so much falling from the sky but rather making opaque window blinds.
Sometimes, it floats nicely and carefree from the sky, drifting side to side until it finally makes contact with the ground. Watching it will put you into a trance. It calms the soul.
Then there's days like today, which offered a mix of both. The sideways snow always makes me laugh. I look out the window from the ninth floor of the UP's tallest building (I don't know if that's true, but I like to believe it), and the snow is making mini-tornadoes at the bottom of campus.
I can't help but smile on days when I walk into school, the gray clouds hovering over and the day feeling all dreary, and then looking outside before lunchtime to see the big white snowflakes falling from the heavens. Love it! I was especially excited on a day like today, because the snow was coming down hard, and I knew my evening run with Margot would include some white-frosted trees and some pretty cool sights.
It wasn't long before I started to feel my feet sliding around on the ground. Ugh. I hate that feeling. Especially in the last year with my knees acting all funny, I was especially cautious, as was Margot. This was when I realized my beloved Trances were probably not the best shoe for winter road running. Because it has been so warm, the roads were a bit wet this week, and the snow today meant that the temperatures (obviously) dipped below freezing. This meant that the roads were covered in a sheet of ice. Not too bad if you can run on the non-roadways (eg. snowmobile paths), but since we started at 430 and it gets dark by 5, well... you can imagine. We were slipping and sliding (to the tune of Little Richard) and were extra cautious on the downward slopes. There area a lot of downward slopes in Houghton. The snowmobile trail was a beacon, and the ground crunched under our feet.
Here are some rules I live by when going out for a winter run:
- Dress warm. but not too warm. I'm out there to get a my sweat on, so if I am too warm at the start, I will do nothing but sweat more, get cold, and then be miserable. If the temps are between 20-30degrees Fahrenheit, I usually don a lightweight hat (Icebreaker Pocket 200 is awesome), lightweight gloves (ya know those cheap'o nylon ones that cost 99cents? yeah, those), tights, and two lightweight dry-wicking shirts (Craft poly over a Brooks HVAC long sleeve is what I chose today. When it's colder than that, I like to wear some thicker gloves, another shirt or a vest, and some heavier-duty pants (Swix Nordic ski pants or Mountain Hardwear Transition pants are great on WINDY U.P. days).
- Dress in layers. Wearing the two shirts gave me the option to remove one if I got too warm. When in doubt about the temps outside, I typically bring along a lightweight jacket or cycling jersey, and if I get too warm I take it off. No harm in that! If it's between rainy and snowy, wear something water resistant so you don't get soggy and wet.
- Wear shoes with traction! Trail shoes seem to be perfect for winter running. Last year, I bought a pair of La Sportiva Imogenes from Downwind Sports in Houghton. They are comfy and have a great, grippy sole made out of "sticky rubber" that they call Frixion. The tread is deeper than normal trainers, so it can grab onto the snow. In 2003, I bought a pair of Montrail Hardrocks, and although they had mega-tread, they didn't quite fit my foot right. I'm going to give the newest rendition of the shoe a shot this year, though. I'm not a superfan of YakTraks up here, mainly because my runs take me on a varying terrain of snow, ice, rocks, pavement, and cobblestone. The YT Pros are not recommended for anything by snow-cover and ice, so they get pretty slick on concrete and it sounds like I'm tap-dancing. My Brooks Trances just didn't do it for me last night.
- Some other good trail-running shoe options include:
- Brooks Adrenaline ASR- These shoes have a medial posting, which helps direct the foot for people with pronation issues. The ASR stands for All-Season Running, and the shoe upper is weather resistant. Not soggy shoes at the end of the run with these!
- Saucony ProGrid Xodus- These shoes look sweet. Plus they have a Vibram sole, which means that the rubber is a little more stiff and tractiony (is that a word?). I have a pair of Keens with a Vibram sole and its amazing how sticky they can be on slick, leave-covered rocks out in the woods.
- Salomon XA PRO 3D Ultra GTW- That's a mouthful. These shoes have Contragrip and are pretty cool lookin' too, plus they have a really awesome lacing system that won't lead to sloppy, slappy laces that are wet and soggy at the end of the run. Great traction, too!
- Bring water. Just because it's cold, doesn't mean you aren't sweating. You're wearing more clothes, and your working harder to keep your body temperature up. Plus, breathing in cold weather is an easy way to lose fluids (that steam you see is water leaving your body!). I love my Nathan Quickdraw Elite, and luckily my camera fits perfectly in the zip-up pocket! I suppose if I ran with my cell phone, this would also be a good spot to put it.
- Wear bright, reflective stuff! It's not always bright and sunny out there. It's not always clear, either. It might be when you start running, but that doesn't mean it'll stay that way by the time your done (especially if you live in da yoop). If it's snowing, cars will have a hard time seeing you. And, if you live in an area like me, being aware of hunters is important to consider. Even if its daytime, being visible is incredibly important. Plus, how many people actually have time to run before work when its light out? The sun doesn't come up until 8am here, and its gone by 5:30pm. Wearing a headlamp will make those dark roads easier to traverse, too.
- When in doubt, get low! If you aren't sure if the road ahead (or underneath you) is icy, bend your knees more and anticipate a slip or a slide. Lowering your center of mass can help reduce your chances of falling, too. Plus, taking shorter steps, finding drier or more rough surfaces, and keeping your weight centered can help prevent a fall.
- Don't try and stop yourself from falling ... with your hands. Sometimes falling is inevitable. But falling on ice and bracing yourself with your hands could lead to some serious wrist injuries. Your butt has way more cushion. That isn't to say that you won't get bruised, beaten up, or brought on some other painful problems, but there's more surface area on your rump than on your wrists (more surface area = lower stress, because everyone knows that stress = force/area, right? hehe...). It's hard to focus on where you are putting your hands when you fall, but if you can- try to remember to put them behind (or in front) of your head. If you fall backwards, having your hands behind your noggin' might protect your head moreso than hitting your head on the icy road below. The key to falling is to stay limber. Let the fall happen. Don't try to stop it. Get loose and relaxed and let more of your body absorb the impact.
Madison's Turkey Trot
Jess and Tien-Tien ran the 5-mile run at the 2009 Turkey Trot on Sunday. They finished 3rd and 5th (in age group and overall for women), running times of 36:39 and 38:05. ~Jess
TMT: Now Proudly Sponsored by Oiselle
For the 2010 season, Team Mega Tough will be sponsored by Oiselle Running, a women's run clothing company based out of Seattle, Washington. Check out their amazing line here!
What better sponsor for a grassroots women's running team than a clothing company started by and targeted to female runners? We are so very excited! So look for us in 2010; we'll be the good looking (and well dressed) runner girls at a race near you!
What better sponsor for a grassroots women's running team than a clothing company started by and targeted to female runners? We are so very excited! So look for us in 2010; we'll be the good looking (and well dressed) runner girls at a race near you!
Leslie's Wild Duluth 50k Review
I went in without any real game plan for my first ultra. I just wanted to have fun and make it through without hurting myself too badly; this meant not being too reckless down the hills and not pushing through any pain – I had nothing to prove! So instead of typical pre-race nervousness, I was giddy at the prospect of completing my longest run thus far in life, and spending the day on some of my favorite trails.
Temps in the low 30s felt so cold! I spent a good amount of time on the bus waiting for 8am to arrive – no warm-up needed for this run. At 5 to, got off the bus for a port-a-potty visit, some pre-run photos, and to get sweats into my sweat bag to be returned to the finish line. After a pre-race briefing by the race director, he shouted “GO!” and we were off at a jog! We took a silly loop around the parking lot, then across the road and onto the skinny deer trail. We side-hilled up a fairly steep slope – there was even a rope for a short stretch, which got used by more than a few people to stay upright! I walked more of the uphill than I would have liked due to those ahead of me on the narrow trail, but figured it was just energy saved for later.
Then on to a mix of hiking trails and ATV trails for the 4 miles to the first aid station, where I dropped my hat with Sam (the sweetheart dragged her husband out early Saturday to help out before they made the 5 hour drive to Green Bay) and for the rest of the run it was Superior Hiking Trail. I didn’t run hard, but I didn’t run easy either – I figured this might hurt me a little toward the end, but I wasn’t so concerned, it just felt good to motor along! Still, I was extra cautious on the downhills and took it relatively easy up hills. I still managed to make my way to first woman about 5 miles in (fully knowing I would probably be seeing the woman I passed later – she is pretty experienced and pretty tough).
I was feeling great by the first drop bag location at about 14 miles in. Here, I ditched my jacket and picked up my little baggy with Fig Newmans and my fresh bottle of Heed. The course cruised along road for about 1/3 mile before hitting trail again. I don’t know if I was too focused on the fruited cake, or the guy in front of me, or having just crossed paths with a 100k runner I knew…but I missed that turn and proceeded to run an additional 1/3 mile before realizing what happened. A lady driving by that stopped to chat confirmed the lack of runners ahead of me. The situation was extra embarrassing and frustrating because this is a few miles from my home – I know that turn and it’s not that hard to miss. So, I grabbed that guy ahead of me and ran back to the trail – maybe faster than we should have, but I was a little aggravated with myself for a while. Once back on the trail, I had to keep reminding myself I wasn’t taking this ‘race’ seriously, just getting through it more or less unscathed. A nice conversation with the guy who missed the turn helped to calm me down. He is from D.C. and told me about the Virginia trail running club he belongs to and recommended ultras out east. He was planning on running 100k today, but his very recent (ongoing?) bout with the flu led him to ease back to ‘only’ 50k. After a mile or so, he decided to run more conservatively and I was on my own again.
The next aid station requires a ½ mile out and back, and this is where I got to see that was now in second place – bummer! But at least I knew for sure she was ahead of me. This aid station is also where Rudy (the boyfriend) was volunteering! It was great to see him in his usual silly-happy mood! Unfortunately I just wouldn’t let the second place thing go, so I gave him a quick smile and said “took a little detour” (always making excuses for myself), threw him my snack baggy and resumed the run. The next four miles were more or less up hill, and somewhere in there, my legs started stiffening up. It began with the right IT band (interesting, since it’s usually the left one that bothers me) and gradually included every muscle between my waist and knees. Maybe this would have been the time to start walking the steeper hills, but I was afraid of what might happen if I walked – so I maintained some semblance of running, although it was a bit slower than the first half… After the next aid station, we’re finally back ‘on top’ of the hill, but with lots of ups and downs. Even though this is the section of trail I’m most familiar with, I was rolling ankles like mad! I cursed at each one, but didn’t have any major twists. I came across some friends who were out hiking – they informed me that first place wasn’t too far ahead. I thanked them, but at this point there was about 5 miles to go and I was convinced that woman ahead was probably running her strongest of the day right now, and I couldn’t see any way my legs would be loosening up. So I was finally able to mentally relax and enjoy this new territory beyond the marathon, while monitoring my quads. The final hour went by pretty quickly as there were lots of road crossings, Enger Park, and little neighborhoods to break thinks up
I love running downhill and appreciate downhill finishes, but sadly, tight IT bands do not! So I was a little apprehensive of what the mile of downhill on the trail, followed by the final ½ mile of pavement was going to be like. It went much smoother than expected – while I wasn’t flying, I did keep running, and the transition back onto the road caused no issues and even allowed me to stretch my legs out for the finish! I took a little under 5:19 to run my first 50k (plus), came in 7th place overall and was second woman on a notably tough course. I was happy with the accomplishment and satisfied with how I ran and dealt with my ‘situations’. After getting some dry clothes, eating some meat and vegetarian chilis (home-made by the co-race director – awesomely delicious), and socializing with the other 50k-ers as they trickled in, I realized I felt almost too good. This may be the first race where muscle stiffness limited my speed – I was sore, but not exhausted like I am after a marathon, so I’ll have to figure that out for the next one!
Overall, I would say the Wild Duluth 50k was a great first ultramarathon for me, although I’m sure it helped being somewhat familiar with the course, having no pressure to do well and knowing to start conservatively. I plan to participate again next year, hopefully in the 100k, but the 50k or even volunteering is on my calendar!
-Leslie S.
Lisa's First Ultra- Wild Duluth 50K
It's Thursday night before the race: Wayne has arrived and dinner has been eaten (in typical Wildknits household fashion the dinner party grew and grew and Wayne got a fine introduction to my friends and family - poor guy). Somewhere during the evenings' discussions about the race it occurs to Mr. Wildknits that I haven't supplied him with the location of aid stations or when I might reach each one. Obviously not very prepared for my first ultra!
That meant I had to really think about pace. After visiting the Wild Duluth website and printing out the aid station directions I set about figuring out what times I would arrive. I based my calculations off of my Half Voyageur times, with a range of 12 - 14 min/mile. This would give me a finishing time between 6 and 7 hours which seemed reasonable based on my long runs on this course. I scribbled the times down on the aid station direction sheet and left it at that.
Friday I had to work (Job A, over at 1:30 pm, no Job B as school was out). When I got home it was time to run some final errands, prepare food for the dinner with running friends planned for that evening and do a little bit of prep work for the race the next day (thanks Wayne for all of your help with that!). Got home from the dinner and realized I still had stuff to prepare! Where was the food I wanted along? How about an extra change of clothes - just in case? Needed to lay out the inhaler, body glide, allergy med, blister pads... all the things I did not want to forget in the morning. Even prepped the water and oatmeal for the next morning and made sure the coffee pot was set-up. I am not very coherent in the mornings and take a while to wake up.
Got up Saturday morning around 5:00am, had some breakfast and the first cup of coffee, changed into my running gear and headed up the hill shortly after 6:00 am with Wayne to watch the first runners in the 100k race pass by. It is very dark at six in the morning and those folks were running a steep, rocky course up to where my spur trail intersects the SHT. We hiked out along the trail a bit before stopping on a nice rock outcrop to admire the stars and wait for approaching headlamps. Saw the first two runners (Sean Andrish and ??) pass by - wished them well and then headed back down the hill to Wayne's truck and the drive to Bayfront to check in and catch the bus to Chamber's Grove Park.
I was not feeling nervous - should I have been? I kept thinking - "long training run". I knew Mr. Wildknits would be out there with the red backpack I had filled with food, extra clothes and a bottle of E-Gel (for refilling my flask). I knew there would be plenty of aid stations to stop at and lots of great support. That left it to me to get myself from place to place in one piece. The calf no longer hurt, but I had been having a nagging discomfort/tightness in the back of my knee/hamstring on the left side. I was hoping this would not prove to be a problem during the race.
It was cold! 33 - 36 degrees F at the start (depending on where your thermometer was in Duluth) and I was a little worried about staying warm initially.
Andy and Kim Holak had a wonderful setup at Bayfront Park - warm building to gather in and a warm bus to transport the runners. They put in a monster day - as did their volunteers - who I can't thank enough!! Andy arranged to have the bus stick around at Chamber's Grove Park until the start so that runner's had the option to sit on the heated bus. Turns out the bus driver is a runner and had thought about doing this race!
Eventually it was time to shed all the extra layers, run to the bathroom one last time, gather for final photos and then make our way to the starting line. Andy gave a great introduction to the course and some of the features and landmarks we would be passing on our way to the finish line. The trail was marked not only by blue blazes (white for spur trails) but also by orange flags (same ones seen at the Superior Trail Races, etc). And then it was time to start! Andy led the way (with Wynn) around the starting loop in the park and up onto the start of the course.
Chamber's Grove Park to Grand Portage Aid Station(4.3 miles)
This section involved some steep climbing initially as we followed the deer trail across a ditch alongside Hwy 210 and then up onto the ridge. Eventually we picked up a local use trail which then morphed into an old ATV trail and in time joined up with a part of the Mission Creek Trail (familiar to those who have run the Voyageur races or Zapp's Loop - an NMTC race). It was pretty easy running once up on the ridge with rare rocks. The biggest challenge, once the climbing was done, may have been the ruts from ATV's and the downed trees, until you got to the last bit when we hit one end of the infamous "powerlines". A couple of steep ascents and descents later and it was out onto 210 again and then over to the trail to the Grand Portage parking area and our first aid station. This was an out-and-back so I got a chance to see some of the runners ahead of me and cheer them on.
I came into this aid station about 10 minutes ahead of the optimistic end of my schedule and dropped my waist belt and ran for the woods. The first three miles of any run with a waist belt equals an intense need to urinate. Came back out to friends Sam and Kyle having topped off my water bottle and holding my belt and mittens for me. Gave them my jacket to deliver to the next aid station (where Mr. Wildknits would be taking up crewing duties) and headed back out on the trail. I later learned that this section may have been a bit shorter than the advertised 4.3 miles - which may help explain my time!
Grand Portage to Munger Trail (5.8 miles)
I love this section of trail and have a lot of good memories of hikes and runs here. After the out and back section from the aid station you start climbing back onto the ridge via a series of switchbacks. The woods were beautiful as the morning sun lit up the leaves. The trail meanders along ridges and dips and climbs quite a bit on it's way back towards Mission Creek (we almost parallel our journey out) and then on towards Sargent Creek (site of an amazing bridge with a great story as to how it got built) and into the Munger Trail aid station. This is where I encountered the first 100K runner of the day (Sean Andrish). This is also where I decided to take some ibuprofen as my left leg/hip was bugging me a bit. In my experience it seems like it takes an hour for it to really kick in, so taking it early in a race might prevent some problems later on, or so I was hoping.
I arrived at the aid station still ahead of schedule and feeling like the distance was flying by. There were hikers just starting out on the trail and I saw them pause at the directional signs and heard some amazed mutterings about the distance of the races ;->
Munger was the first aid station Mr. Wildknits was to meet me at and I was glad to see he was there! I came in with gel flask in one hand, water bottle in the other and handed each off - the flask to my "crew" for refilling and the water bottle to Helen. Val was busy trying to keep track of all the runners coming in and going out of the aid station. I complicated matters for her by stopping midway through leaving as I had remembered my jacket! It took us a bit to figure out that Mr. Wildknits had not connected with Sam and Kyle and then to locate where they had left the jacket. Luckily it was obvious from my perspective looking back at the aid station. I was concerned about the temperature dropping as we neared the Lake so wanted to be sure I had all layers available - just in case.
Munger Trail to Magney-Snively (4.3 miles)
The first quarter mile or so of this section is on the paved Munger Trail. Ouch. Pavement is never my favorite medium to run on. I had been joined by a few other runners at this point and was able to direct them - and another runner who had missed the turn - up onto Ely's Peak, one of the bigger climbs of the day. At first glance there does not appear to be a trail onto the rocks as you turn left off the Munger Trail. A much easier one (used by climbers) goes off along the face of the cliff. But no, we were headed up, and up and then up some more. The reward is some spectacular views along the St. Louis River Valley.
Ely's Peak is 1.1 billion-year old basaltic lava that was later cleared off and shaped by glaciers. Whenever I am up there I like to take a moment to look around and imagine Glacial Lake Duluth filling the river valley (a day when the fog is laying in the valley will give you a good visual of what it was like 10,000 years ago).
This section involves a lot of scrambling up rocks which can be a challenge when your legs are shorter than the 'steps'. It can be hard to get a running rhythm going as the trail transitions from bare rock, to wooded trail, to a jumble of sharp upturned stones. Eventually though you clear the Ely's peak area and move on to a nice patch of woods around the North Branch of U.S. Steel Creek. As I approached the bridge over the creek a group of 100K runners was also coming along the trail. I stepped aside to let them pass and then had, what to me is a typical Minnesota moment: the last runner in the group paused to allow me to cross the bridge first.
This section also includes some pretty spectacular old growth hardwoods and, like most sections of the SHT, I have some special memories of the area: scouting and flagging the trail, finding my first morel, spotting a pine marten, yellow ladyslippers, Porter's first close encounter with a porcupine... the list goes on. On race day I just enjoyed the colors of the leaves. Soon enough we made the climb out onto the first crossing of Skyline Boulevard and entered the Magney-Snively area. It was in this section that I saw Shelly, running her first 100K after a spring, summer and early fall of Ultras and marathons. Then it was on to the second crossing of Skyline (Mr. Wildknits was waiting here on his bike) and down through some large white pines and then an eventual climb towards the Magney-Snively parking area and aid station.
At the intersection of the main trail with the spur trail to the parking lot was Zach who was taking pictures. Damn, that meant I had to run up the hill - at least until I passed him!
Mr. Wildknits was waiting, ready to fill my gel flask and to take my fleece vest; Jim had the water bottle filled before I could even ask for help. Ate a couple of bananas, had a half a cup of Ultima, chatted briefly with Bonnie - who told me to get moving - and was headed out when I remembered I had wanted to grab a bar to carry along in case I got hungry for more than gels. Returned to the aid station long enough to grab this from the pack and headed down the road.
Magney-Snively to Kingsbury Creek aka the Zoo(4.6 miles)
For whatever reason this is one of my least favorite sections of the the trail. It has some great features: the stonework on the bridge over Stewart Creek; the old bridge and walls channeling a creek near an old cellar along what once was the upper end of Gogebic Street; and an old excavation site. There are several creek crossings and some beautiful views. And still not my favorite. It can be challenging to find a rhythm in here as you seem to do a lot of climbing as you descend to the base of Spirit Mountain. There are also a lot of rocks along the trail, making footing treacherous at times. At one point I landed on the outside of my right ankle - totally bypassing rolling it. Ouch! Amazingly what came out of my mouth was "son of a gun!" Loud enough to stop the runner ahead of me, who looked back to make sure I was okay. Nothing hurt so on we went. It occurred to me later part of my dislike for this section may have to do with injuries - I once took a spectacular fall and slide in the mud here.
Reached the bottom of Spirit and then began the ascent back towards the top. Ron aptly describes this as the "W" section of trail. Part of the climb involves a lot of steps - according to the SHTA trail guide 138 steps. The reward: a beautiful sugar maple forest. I stood at the top for a minute to catch my breath so that I could enjoy running on some of the nicest trail around. The surface is quite soft and it just meanders it's way through the woods for a bit, rolling and dipping into little creeks before crossing some open areas and then dropping down and joining the Kingsbury Creek trail. Andy and crew had marked this intersection well, directing runners down to the aid station alongside the Zoo. There were lots of families out enjoying the day (and an event at the Zoo). Being an out and back it was a great time to see the runners ahead and cheer each other on.
I was greeted by the sight of Rudy on his unicycle (municycle?) and came into the aid station ready for a refill on all items and wishing for a bathroom. Connie and her family were also working this station and she had been telling everyone it was "all downhill from here". Hah! I knew better, the climbing was just beginning!
Kingsbury Creek to Highland and Getchell (3.2 miles)
Headed back up the trail and looked for likely bathroom spots, which I found just past where the spur trail rejoined the main trail. I took it as a good sign that I had to pee - must have been doing something right. My energy was still good and I knew exactly what this section contained. Lots of running across open meadows, some scrambles up and down rocks and then eventually a long climb next to Keene Creek. The trail passes very close to, and under, the freeway and the road noise is ever present. It also passes under a sewer line and an active railroad track (source of the taconite for the last place finishers awards) and involves a few blocks of road running.
My stomach had gotten kind of bad and I would feel nauseous off and on - especially if I pushed the pace. Was it the bananas I had at Kingsbury? I just set the discomfort aside as best I could and plodded on. By the time I hit Cody Street I had my strategy planned for the next mile or so. Run when I could but know I would be walking a lot. I find the road bit on West Gate Blvd to be draining - it is not all that steep, but after all the other climbing it just... well, I walk it every time. I did see a patient of mine along here (led to an interesting discussion last night when he came into clinic - first non-runner I've told about the race who hasn't thought I was crazy).
Keene Creek is really quite beautiful and I always mean to return and play in the pools. There is a lot of evidence of old structures along the trail and I could see others out enjoying the nice day. It had really warmed up by now and the mittens were off for good, as was the wool hat. I made the decision that I would jettison both at the next aid station and even thought about taking off my long-sleeved top. Made the final climb up to Highland Ave, climbed the barrier and crossed the 5-way intersection and headed into the aid station.
Mr. Wildknits was there as was my friend Chris (didn't recognize him at first behind the camera). I had to convince my "crew" that I would not want the hat or mittens (he knows me well - the clouds were moving in and the wind was picking up and I get chilled easily) for this next section. Eyed up the offerings, almost left my water bottle behind, and headed across the road.
Highland and Getchell to 24th Ave W. (5.7 miles)
This section starts out with a gnarly bit of trail. First though you cross Keene Creek on an abandoned bridge. Where did it go?!? Seems to be a bit of a mystery still. Turn left and you start the descent and then climb along the creek, passing an old stone building, and then eventually crossing Skyline Blvd. and heading into Brewer Park. I am getting into trail I know well now. I often run this section before work as an out and back since it is located above my workplace and not far from home. I enjoy the view from the cliffs, though I have learned that Enger Tower is much closer than it appears ;->
After a little climb the trail rolls up and down small hills, paralleling the cliffs edge until crossing under the power line and descending to Haines Rd (known as 40th Ave W. below the intersection with Skyline). This can be a scary crossing as cars come flying down the road, luckily you can hear them coming so it is easy to pause and wait just off the road. A father and his three small children (one in a backpack carrier) were just getting out of their van as I started up the trail on the other side. I dearly hoped they would not catch me!
The Piedmont hills are where I spend a lot of time running, mountain biking and skiing - close to home and a variety of trails to play on. I really do know this area well and knew I was closing in on the end of the race. This is also a rolling section with lots of runnable trail interspersed with rocky climbs and descents and some great knobs. First is Ski Trail Knob, then you cross under the power lines and descend to Merritt Creek before climbing up to Firering Knob (anorthosite gabbro - like Mt. Trudee up north). Another descent and climb to an open area and then the big climb up to Piedmont Knob. From here you have a great view of the West End/Lincoln Park, Enger Tower, and Lake Superior.
The trail descends steeply to Skyline and I love bouncing along the trail here. It is hard to let loose though as the rocks will come up to trip you and the trail has a lot of twists and turns as it switchbacks it's way down the hillside. The steps on the downhill side of Skyline are steep and gravel covered - they make me nervous! I took it pretty easy here and then opened up my stride a bit on the nice flat section that winds its way through the woods before eventually hitting the board walk. From here the trail dips in and out of a lot of dry creek beds and alder thickets before eventually coming out alongside a reservoir which leads to a section of road running.
As I looked ahead I could see Mr. Wildknits standing at the turn back into the woods. I could also see another runner! For most of the race I had run alone (kind of like it that way, though at times I wouldn't have minded a companion). As I reached my crew he joined me for the run into the next aid station. There is a bit of a climb from the road and I walked that and then, eventually, commented that I should start running again ;-> I did. There is a huge willow in here and the trail is routed right under it. I have to crouch so I can only imagine how fun it had to be for tall runners. It was at this point that I ran into Jarrow and his daughter Veronica. Nice surprise and a boost as I headed into Lincoln Park and the climb to the 24th Ave W. Aid Station. Mr. Wildknits was telling me that Jim had moved to this aid station to help out, so I would see another friend! We made it across 24th Ave W and up the side walk to the parking area and the aid station. I requested a little more gel and water (it was only 3 miles but who knows what would happen or how long it would take?), chatted with Jim a bit about how my leg was feeling (hurt, but only if I thought about it, so I wasn't thinking about it) and realized I had now run further than ever before!
24th Ave W. to Bayfront Park
The trail leaves the aid station and climbs to Skyline Blvd. and the bridge over Piedmont Ave/Hwy 53 and then enters the woods again. This is "my section" of trail. Not only does it run just behind my house but I am the Section Leader for this portion. Needless to say I know this trail well! I rolled past Forgotten Park, up to the big tansy meadow, down to Coffee Creek, past the spur trail to my house and the big basalt boulder with the large quartz amygdules, down onto the new trail bed, across Skyline, across Hank Jenson Blvd. and into Enger Park. Then it was on by the Peace Bell (lots of park goers ringing it as I went by) and into the final descent towards the finish. After picking my way down the trail out of the park I crossed Skyline again and entered a little patch of forest before crossing 5th St, and entering more woods. I was happy that my legs felt good and I could run the downhills so well. Crossing 3rd St., the trail runs alongside an old quarry before coming out on 14th Ave W., crossing 1st St. and descending some old steps to another quarry. It was here I thought I may have heard bagpipes but the sound was soon drowned out by the noise of cars on the freeway below. There are some great rock steps in this section and soon I was running out of the woods and down to Superior St/Michigan St.
I saw Mr. Wildknits waiting with his bike and across the road... a bagpiper!! Mike, a dentist at the clinic I work at had said he would be there to pipe me in. It was a great moment, and a great lead-in to the final section of my first ultra.
Mr. Wildknits joined me for a bit, per my earlier request, as I have found this last road section to be a soul-sucker during training runs. As I crossed the freeway on the pedestrian overpass I realized I was going to finish and he commented that I was running strong so he was going to bike ahead to capture some pictures of me at the end. I made my final road crossing and saw Leslie waiting to cheer me in. I had no idea how Andy had set up the finish and soon realized there was no taking the shortest route to the finish line. No, instead it was around the road and through the "formal" entrance to the park. As in all good trail races there was even an uphill - small by most standards, but still there! As I got close I realized the clock had read 6:28: something and I was determined to finish under 6:30. I was able to find a little bit of a kick and crossed over at 6:29:34.
By the time I had made my way out of the finish area Mike had walked over and was playing some more for all the folks standing around. He had arrived at 2:00 pm (my earliest predicted time) and played as folks came down the trail. I get the impression he was a big hit, I know I was thrilled!
Kim and Andy were wonderful at the finish, as were all of the volunteers. I felt incredibly cared for, with Kim offering to get me food or drink and delivering whatever I requested. Once I had a moment or two to put my legs up, find my dry clothes and change I started trying to track down information about the other runners I knew on the course. Mr. Wildknits headed out and, after a brief stop at work and then back at the park, made his way up to 24th Av W. to track down the whereabouts of Wayne and call me with the information.
It was fun to hang around at the finish, watching friends, and ultra running mentors, finish the race and share stories of the day. Eventually Wayne and I headed back up the hill with the intent of cleaning up, eating some more, and enjoying a sauna. Then it was time to bundle back up and head out to watch Shelly finish her first 100K. We had gotten some updates on her location while still at Bayfront, and then had called Rudy at another aid station to check on her whereabouts. Around 11:30pm we headed to the 24th Ave. W Aid Station to wait for her. Visited with Andy there and once Shelly and her pacer came through we headed down to Bayfront to wait for her finish. It was pretty amazing to see her finish! We stuck around long enough to watch the sweeps come in (there was a sprint to the finish) and then called it a night.
What a great race! All aspects were top notch and the folks volunteering were incredible! Andy and Kim - thank you for all that you did! Can't think of a better place to have debuted at this distance!
And now... on to my next ultra - Surf the Murph on October 31st.
-Check out Lisa's personal blog for photos and other race reports.
That meant I had to really think about pace. After visiting the Wild Duluth website and printing out the aid station directions I set about figuring out what times I would arrive. I based my calculations off of my Half Voyageur times, with a range of 12 - 14 min/mile. This would give me a finishing time between 6 and 7 hours which seemed reasonable based on my long runs on this course. I scribbled the times down on the aid station direction sheet and left it at that.
Friday I had to work (Job A, over at 1:30 pm, no Job B as school was out). When I got home it was time to run some final errands, prepare food for the dinner with running friends planned for that evening and do a little bit of prep work for the race the next day (thanks Wayne for all of your help with that!). Got home from the dinner and realized I still had stuff to prepare! Where was the food I wanted along? How about an extra change of clothes - just in case? Needed to lay out the inhaler, body glide, allergy med, blister pads... all the things I did not want to forget in the morning. Even prepped the water and oatmeal for the next morning and made sure the coffee pot was set-up. I am not very coherent in the mornings and take a while to wake up.
Got up Saturday morning around 5:00am, had some breakfast and the first cup of coffee, changed into my running gear and headed up the hill shortly after 6:00 am with Wayne to watch the first runners in the 100k race pass by. It is very dark at six in the morning and those folks were running a steep, rocky course up to where my spur trail intersects the SHT. We hiked out along the trail a bit before stopping on a nice rock outcrop to admire the stars and wait for approaching headlamps. Saw the first two runners (Sean Andrish and ??) pass by - wished them well and then headed back down the hill to Wayne's truck and the drive to Bayfront to check in and catch the bus to Chamber's Grove Park.
I was not feeling nervous - should I have been? I kept thinking - "long training run". I knew Mr. Wildknits would be out there with the red backpack I had filled with food, extra clothes and a bottle of E-Gel (for refilling my flask). I knew there would be plenty of aid stations to stop at and lots of great support. That left it to me to get myself from place to place in one piece. The calf no longer hurt, but I had been having a nagging discomfort/tightness in the back of my knee/hamstring on the left side. I was hoping this would not prove to be a problem during the race.
It was cold! 33 - 36 degrees F at the start (depending on where your thermometer was in Duluth) and I was a little worried about staying warm initially.
Andy and Kim Holak had a wonderful setup at Bayfront Park - warm building to gather in and a warm bus to transport the runners. They put in a monster day - as did their volunteers - who I can't thank enough!! Andy arranged to have the bus stick around at Chamber's Grove Park until the start so that runner's had the option to sit on the heated bus. Turns out the bus driver is a runner and had thought about doing this race!
Eventually it was time to shed all the extra layers, run to the bathroom one last time, gather for final photos and then make our way to the starting line. Andy gave a great introduction to the course and some of the features and landmarks we would be passing on our way to the finish line. The trail was marked not only by blue blazes (white for spur trails) but also by orange flags (same ones seen at the Superior Trail Races, etc). And then it was time to start! Andy led the way (with Wynn) around the starting loop in the park and up onto the start of the course.
Chamber's Grove Park to Grand Portage Aid Station(4.3 miles)
This section involved some steep climbing initially as we followed the deer trail across a ditch alongside Hwy 210 and then up onto the ridge. Eventually we picked up a local use trail which then morphed into an old ATV trail and in time joined up with a part of the Mission Creek Trail (familiar to those who have run the Voyageur races or Zapp's Loop - an NMTC race). It was pretty easy running once up on the ridge with rare rocks. The biggest challenge, once the climbing was done, may have been the ruts from ATV's and the downed trees, until you got to the last bit when we hit one end of the infamous "powerlines". A couple of steep ascents and descents later and it was out onto 210 again and then over to the trail to the Grand Portage parking area and our first aid station. This was an out-and-back so I got a chance to see some of the runners ahead of me and cheer them on.
I came into this aid station about 10 minutes ahead of the optimistic end of my schedule and dropped my waist belt and ran for the woods. The first three miles of any run with a waist belt equals an intense need to urinate. Came back out to friends Sam and Kyle having topped off my water bottle and holding my belt and mittens for me. Gave them my jacket to deliver to the next aid station (where Mr. Wildknits would be taking up crewing duties) and headed back out on the trail. I later learned that this section may have been a bit shorter than the advertised 4.3 miles - which may help explain my time!
Grand Portage to Munger Trail (5.8 miles)
I love this section of trail and have a lot of good memories of hikes and runs here. After the out and back section from the aid station you start climbing back onto the ridge via a series of switchbacks. The woods were beautiful as the morning sun lit up the leaves. The trail meanders along ridges and dips and climbs quite a bit on it's way back towards Mission Creek (we almost parallel our journey out) and then on towards Sargent Creek (site of an amazing bridge with a great story as to how it got built) and into the Munger Trail aid station. This is where I encountered the first 100K runner of the day (Sean Andrish). This is also where I decided to take some ibuprofen as my left leg/hip was bugging me a bit. In my experience it seems like it takes an hour for it to really kick in, so taking it early in a race might prevent some problems later on, or so I was hoping.
I arrived at the aid station still ahead of schedule and feeling like the distance was flying by. There were hikers just starting out on the trail and I saw them pause at the directional signs and heard some amazed mutterings about the distance of the races ;->
Munger was the first aid station Mr. Wildknits was to meet me at and I was glad to see he was there! I came in with gel flask in one hand, water bottle in the other and handed each off - the flask to my "crew" for refilling and the water bottle to Helen. Val was busy trying to keep track of all the runners coming in and going out of the aid station. I complicated matters for her by stopping midway through leaving as I had remembered my jacket! It took us a bit to figure out that Mr. Wildknits had not connected with Sam and Kyle and then to locate where they had left the jacket. Luckily it was obvious from my perspective looking back at the aid station. I was concerned about the temperature dropping as we neared the Lake so wanted to be sure I had all layers available - just in case.
Munger Trail to Magney-Snively (4.3 miles)
The first quarter mile or so of this section is on the paved Munger Trail. Ouch. Pavement is never my favorite medium to run on. I had been joined by a few other runners at this point and was able to direct them - and another runner who had missed the turn - up onto Ely's Peak, one of the bigger climbs of the day. At first glance there does not appear to be a trail onto the rocks as you turn left off the Munger Trail. A much easier one (used by climbers) goes off along the face of the cliff. But no, we were headed up, and up and then up some more. The reward is some spectacular views along the St. Louis River Valley.
Ely's Peak is 1.1 billion-year old basaltic lava that was later cleared off and shaped by glaciers. Whenever I am up there I like to take a moment to look around and imagine Glacial Lake Duluth filling the river valley (a day when the fog is laying in the valley will give you a good visual of what it was like 10,000 years ago).
This section involves a lot of scrambling up rocks which can be a challenge when your legs are shorter than the 'steps'. It can be hard to get a running rhythm going as the trail transitions from bare rock, to wooded trail, to a jumble of sharp upturned stones. Eventually though you clear the Ely's peak area and move on to a nice patch of woods around the North Branch of U.S. Steel Creek. As I approached the bridge over the creek a group of 100K runners was also coming along the trail. I stepped aside to let them pass and then had, what to me is a typical Minnesota moment: the last runner in the group paused to allow me to cross the bridge first.
This section also includes some pretty spectacular old growth hardwoods and, like most sections of the SHT, I have some special memories of the area: scouting and flagging the trail, finding my first morel, spotting a pine marten, yellow ladyslippers, Porter's first close encounter with a porcupine... the list goes on. On race day I just enjoyed the colors of the leaves. Soon enough we made the climb out onto the first crossing of Skyline Boulevard and entered the Magney-Snively area. It was in this section that I saw Shelly, running her first 100K after a spring, summer and early fall of Ultras and marathons. Then it was on to the second crossing of Skyline (Mr. Wildknits was waiting here on his bike) and down through some large white pines and then an eventual climb towards the Magney-Snively parking area and aid station.
At the intersection of the main trail with the spur trail to the parking lot was Zach who was taking pictures. Damn, that meant I had to run up the hill - at least until I passed him!
Mr. Wildknits was waiting, ready to fill my gel flask and to take my fleece vest; Jim had the water bottle filled before I could even ask for help. Ate a couple of bananas, had a half a cup of Ultima, chatted briefly with Bonnie - who told me to get moving - and was headed out when I remembered I had wanted to grab a bar to carry along in case I got hungry for more than gels. Returned to the aid station long enough to grab this from the pack and headed down the road.
Magney-Snively to Kingsbury Creek aka the Zoo(4.6 miles)
For whatever reason this is one of my least favorite sections of the the trail. It has some great features: the stonework on the bridge over Stewart Creek; the old bridge and walls channeling a creek near an old cellar along what once was the upper end of Gogebic Street; and an old excavation site. There are several creek crossings and some beautiful views. And still not my favorite. It can be challenging to find a rhythm in here as you seem to do a lot of climbing as you descend to the base of Spirit Mountain. There are also a lot of rocks along the trail, making footing treacherous at times. At one point I landed on the outside of my right ankle - totally bypassing rolling it. Ouch! Amazingly what came out of my mouth was "son of a gun!" Loud enough to stop the runner ahead of me, who looked back to make sure I was okay. Nothing hurt so on we went. It occurred to me later part of my dislike for this section may have to do with injuries - I once took a spectacular fall and slide in the mud here.
Reached the bottom of Spirit and then began the ascent back towards the top. Ron aptly describes this as the "W" section of trail. Part of the climb involves a lot of steps - according to the SHTA trail guide 138 steps. The reward: a beautiful sugar maple forest. I stood at the top for a minute to catch my breath so that I could enjoy running on some of the nicest trail around. The surface is quite soft and it just meanders it's way through the woods for a bit, rolling and dipping into little creeks before crossing some open areas and then dropping down and joining the Kingsbury Creek trail. Andy and crew had marked this intersection well, directing runners down to the aid station alongside the Zoo. There were lots of families out enjoying the day (and an event at the Zoo). Being an out and back it was a great time to see the runners ahead and cheer each other on.
I was greeted by the sight of Rudy on his unicycle (municycle?) and came into the aid station ready for a refill on all items and wishing for a bathroom. Connie and her family were also working this station and she had been telling everyone it was "all downhill from here". Hah! I knew better, the climbing was just beginning!
Kingsbury Creek to Highland and Getchell (3.2 miles)
Headed back up the trail and looked for likely bathroom spots, which I found just past where the spur trail rejoined the main trail. I took it as a good sign that I had to pee - must have been doing something right. My energy was still good and I knew exactly what this section contained. Lots of running across open meadows, some scrambles up and down rocks and then eventually a long climb next to Keene Creek. The trail passes very close to, and under, the freeway and the road noise is ever present. It also passes under a sewer line and an active railroad track (source of the taconite for the last place finishers awards) and involves a few blocks of road running.
My stomach had gotten kind of bad and I would feel nauseous off and on - especially if I pushed the pace. Was it the bananas I had at Kingsbury? I just set the discomfort aside as best I could and plodded on. By the time I hit Cody Street I had my strategy planned for the next mile or so. Run when I could but know I would be walking a lot. I find the road bit on West Gate Blvd to be draining - it is not all that steep, but after all the other climbing it just... well, I walk it every time. I did see a patient of mine along here (led to an interesting discussion last night when he came into clinic - first non-runner I've told about the race who hasn't thought I was crazy).
Keene Creek is really quite beautiful and I always mean to return and play in the pools. There is a lot of evidence of old structures along the trail and I could see others out enjoying the nice day. It had really warmed up by now and the mittens were off for good, as was the wool hat. I made the decision that I would jettison both at the next aid station and even thought about taking off my long-sleeved top. Made the final climb up to Highland Ave, climbed the barrier and crossed the 5-way intersection and headed into the aid station.
Mr. Wildknits was there as was my friend Chris (didn't recognize him at first behind the camera). I had to convince my "crew" that I would not want the hat or mittens (he knows me well - the clouds were moving in and the wind was picking up and I get chilled easily) for this next section. Eyed up the offerings, almost left my water bottle behind, and headed across the road.
Highland and Getchell to 24th Ave W. (5.7 miles)
This section starts out with a gnarly bit of trail. First though you cross Keene Creek on an abandoned bridge. Where did it go?!? Seems to be a bit of a mystery still. Turn left and you start the descent and then climb along the creek, passing an old stone building, and then eventually crossing Skyline Blvd. and heading into Brewer Park. I am getting into trail I know well now. I often run this section before work as an out and back since it is located above my workplace and not far from home. I enjoy the view from the cliffs, though I have learned that Enger Tower is much closer than it appears ;->
After a little climb the trail rolls up and down small hills, paralleling the cliffs edge until crossing under the power line and descending to Haines Rd (known as 40th Ave W. below the intersection with Skyline). This can be a scary crossing as cars come flying down the road, luckily you can hear them coming so it is easy to pause and wait just off the road. A father and his three small children (one in a backpack carrier) were just getting out of their van as I started up the trail on the other side. I dearly hoped they would not catch me!
The Piedmont hills are where I spend a lot of time running, mountain biking and skiing - close to home and a variety of trails to play on. I really do know this area well and knew I was closing in on the end of the race. This is also a rolling section with lots of runnable trail interspersed with rocky climbs and descents and some great knobs. First is Ski Trail Knob, then you cross under the power lines and descend to Merritt Creek before climbing up to Firering Knob (anorthosite gabbro - like Mt. Trudee up north). Another descent and climb to an open area and then the big climb up to Piedmont Knob. From here you have a great view of the West End/Lincoln Park, Enger Tower, and Lake Superior.
The trail descends steeply to Skyline and I love bouncing along the trail here. It is hard to let loose though as the rocks will come up to trip you and the trail has a lot of twists and turns as it switchbacks it's way down the hillside. The steps on the downhill side of Skyline are steep and gravel covered - they make me nervous! I took it pretty easy here and then opened up my stride a bit on the nice flat section that winds its way through the woods before eventually hitting the board walk. From here the trail dips in and out of a lot of dry creek beds and alder thickets before eventually coming out alongside a reservoir which leads to a section of road running.
As I looked ahead I could see Mr. Wildknits standing at the turn back into the woods. I could also see another runner! For most of the race I had run alone (kind of like it that way, though at times I wouldn't have minded a companion). As I reached my crew he joined me for the run into the next aid station. There is a bit of a climb from the road and I walked that and then, eventually, commented that I should start running again ;-> I did. There is a huge willow in here and the trail is routed right under it. I have to crouch so I can only imagine how fun it had to be for tall runners. It was at this point that I ran into Jarrow and his daughter Veronica. Nice surprise and a boost as I headed into Lincoln Park and the climb to the 24th Ave W. Aid Station. Mr. Wildknits was telling me that Jim had moved to this aid station to help out, so I would see another friend! We made it across 24th Ave W and up the side walk to the parking area and the aid station. I requested a little more gel and water (it was only 3 miles but who knows what would happen or how long it would take?), chatted with Jim a bit about how my leg was feeling (hurt, but only if I thought about it, so I wasn't thinking about it) and realized I had now run further than ever before!
24th Ave W. to Bayfront Park
The trail leaves the aid station and climbs to Skyline Blvd. and the bridge over Piedmont Ave/Hwy 53 and then enters the woods again. This is "my section" of trail. Not only does it run just behind my house but I am the Section Leader for this portion. Needless to say I know this trail well! I rolled past Forgotten Park, up to the big tansy meadow, down to Coffee Creek, past the spur trail to my house and the big basalt boulder with the large quartz amygdules, down onto the new trail bed, across Skyline, across Hank Jenson Blvd. and into Enger Park. Then it was on by the Peace Bell (lots of park goers ringing it as I went by) and into the final descent towards the finish. After picking my way down the trail out of the park I crossed Skyline again and entered a little patch of forest before crossing 5th St, and entering more woods. I was happy that my legs felt good and I could run the downhills so well. Crossing 3rd St., the trail runs alongside an old quarry before coming out on 14th Ave W., crossing 1st St. and descending some old steps to another quarry. It was here I thought I may have heard bagpipes but the sound was soon drowned out by the noise of cars on the freeway below. There are some great rock steps in this section and soon I was running out of the woods and down to Superior St/Michigan St.
I saw Mr. Wildknits waiting with his bike and across the road... a bagpiper!! Mike, a dentist at the clinic I work at had said he would be there to pipe me in. It was a great moment, and a great lead-in to the final section of my first ultra.
Mr. Wildknits joined me for a bit, per my earlier request, as I have found this last road section to be a soul-sucker during training runs. As I crossed the freeway on the pedestrian overpass I realized I was going to finish and he commented that I was running strong so he was going to bike ahead to capture some pictures of me at the end. I made my final road crossing and saw Leslie waiting to cheer me in. I had no idea how Andy had set up the finish and soon realized there was no taking the shortest route to the finish line. No, instead it was around the road and through the "formal" entrance to the park. As in all good trail races there was even an uphill - small by most standards, but still there! As I got close I realized the clock had read 6:28: something and I was determined to finish under 6:30. I was able to find a little bit of a kick and crossed over at 6:29:34.
By the time I had made my way out of the finish area Mike had walked over and was playing some more for all the folks standing around. He had arrived at 2:00 pm (my earliest predicted time) and played as folks came down the trail. I get the impression he was a big hit, I know I was thrilled!
Kim and Andy were wonderful at the finish, as were all of the volunteers. I felt incredibly cared for, with Kim offering to get me food or drink and delivering whatever I requested. Once I had a moment or two to put my legs up, find my dry clothes and change I started trying to track down information about the other runners I knew on the course. Mr. Wildknits headed out and, after a brief stop at work and then back at the park, made his way up to 24th Av W. to track down the whereabouts of Wayne and call me with the information.
It was fun to hang around at the finish, watching friends, and ultra running mentors, finish the race and share stories of the day. Eventually Wayne and I headed back up the hill with the intent of cleaning up, eating some more, and enjoying a sauna. Then it was time to bundle back up and head out to watch Shelly finish her first 100K. We had gotten some updates on her location while still at Bayfront, and then had called Rudy at another aid station to check on her whereabouts. Around 11:30pm we headed to the 24th Ave. W Aid Station to wait for her. Visited with Andy there and once Shelly and her pacer came through we headed down to Bayfront to wait for her finish. It was pretty amazing to see her finish! We stuck around long enough to watch the sweeps come in (there was a sprint to the finish) and then called it a night.
What a great race! All aspects were top notch and the folks volunteering were incredible! Andy and Kim - thank you for all that you did! Can't think of a better place to have debuted at this distance!
And now... on to my next ultra - Surf the Murph on October 31st.
-Check out Lisa's personal blog for photos and other race reports.
First Ultras!
TeamMegaTough had some fantastic showings this past weekend!
Both Leslie and Lisa ran their first ultra marathons in the Wild Duluth 50K. Leslie was second female overall and Lisa was third in her age group! Both rock stars are also doing the Surf the Murph 50K just two weeks later on October 31st.
Megan ran a 2 minute marathon PR at the Columbus Marathon five weeks after her first Ironman!
Kendra ran the Columbus Half Marathon doing great despite her insane work schedule.
Both Leslie and Lisa ran their first ultra marathons in the Wild Duluth 50K. Leslie was second female overall and Lisa was third in her age group! Both rock stars are also doing the Surf the Murph 50K just two weeks later on October 31st.
Megan ran a 2 minute marathon PR at the Columbus Marathon five weeks after her first Ironman!
Kendra ran the Columbus Half Marathon doing great despite her insane work schedule.
Do 5Ks count as "MegaTough"??
Mel and Jess did a 5K last weekend: Huffin' for Habitat in support of the UW Habitat for Humanity.
Jess' performance... meh. Sub-7's but certainly less-than-mega-tough.
The highlight is Mel. She was first woman with a time of 18:45!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jess' performance... meh. Sub-7's but certainly less-than-mega-tough.
The highlight is Mel. She was first woman with a time of 18:45!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The Season of Races
As the rain drizzles outside my apartment, I get to thinking: Fall is racing season! Sure, it's mucky and gross, but isn't that part of the fun?
Upcoming races by MegaToughTeammates include:
Whistlestop Marathon- SAMANTHA
Columbus Marathon- MEGAN
Surf the Murph- LISA and LESLIE
Stay tuned for race reports.
Upcoming races by MegaToughTeammates include:
Whistlestop Marathon- SAMANTHA
Columbus Marathon- MEGAN
Surf the Murph- LISA and LESLIE
Stay tuned for race reports.
Updates!
-- Leslie finished FIRST PLACE woman and SIXTH overall in the Walker Marathon (3:24, Sept 19, 2009)
-- Megan completed her first Ironman distance event at Ironman Wisconsin (11:26, Sept 13, 2009)
-- Margot finished FIRST PLACE woman and SECOND overall at the Lake Linden 10K (40:31, Sept 12, 2009)
-- Megan completed her first Ironman distance event at Ironman Wisconsin (11:26, Sept 13, 2009)
-- Margot finished FIRST PLACE woman and SECOND overall at the Lake Linden 10K (40:31, Sept 12, 2009)
Ragnar Relay Great River: Race Day!
I've added some more photos and video from the race this weekend. For a more detailed race report, visit my blog.
Sam heads into the exchange to finish her first leg!
Running in the middle of the night is interesting...Jess and Mel's second exchange:
Sarah rolls out after her handoff with Mel.
Lisa finishing her final leg after some MEGA tough hills!
Megan running hard into her final exchange!
Taking a break!
Megan K hydrating in the hot hot heat!THE FINISH!
-Megan
Ragnar Relay Great River: Pre-race
This year, Team Mega Tough assembled for the Ragnar Relay's Great River event. We were a lovely 12-women team that wasn't afraid to run fast and kick butt. Some of us met in Minneapolis and the rest met in Madison. Andrea met up with us in Winona. The wind in Winona was brisk and the sky looked menacing! The team gathered at the starting line at 3pm to watch Margot take off as our first runner.
The start of the race.
Here's the run-down of this year's team:
Margot from Houghton- The starter! 16.8miles
Jill from Houghton- #3 runner, 15.2miles
Tien-Tien from Madison- #4, 17.2miles
Sam from Duluth- #6 runner, 20.8miles
Lisa from Duluth- #7 runner, 14.6 miles
Megan D from Ann Arbor-#8 runner, 16.8miles
Megan K from Houghton- #9 runner, 14.4miles
Jess from Madison- #10 runner, 15miles
Mel from Madison- #11 runner, 13.9miles
Sarah from Omaha- The anchor! 11.6miles
[Mug-less: Andrea- runner #2 with 16.9miles and Leslie- runner #5 with 21.4miles]
Who knew we could run for 24hours straight? But we did it- well, we actually only ran for 23 1/2 hours straight! We ended up finishing 1st in our division (all-women regular) and 12th overall. Not too shabby! But I will talk more about that later...
Here's a little preview:
The ladies lining up at the finish and watching the boats go by- Jill, Megan D., Margot and Leslie
Jess, Megan D., Andrea, and Jill enjoying a well-earned post-race barbecue at the W's! Everyone survived!
The start of the race.Here's the run-down of this year's team:
Margot from Houghton- The starter! 16.8miles
Jill from Houghton- #3 runner, 15.2miles
Tien-Tien from Madison- #4, 17.2miles
Sam from Duluth- #6 runner, 20.8miles
Lisa from Duluth- #7 runner, 14.6 miles
Megan D from Ann Arbor-#8 runner, 16.8miles
Megan K from Houghton- #9 runner, 14.4miles
Jess from Madison- #10 runner, 15miles
Mel from Madison- #11 runner, 13.9miles
Sarah from Omaha- The anchor! 11.6miles[Mug-less: Andrea- runner #2 with 16.9miles and Leslie- runner #5 with 21.4miles]
Who knew we could run for 24hours straight? But we did it- well, we actually only ran for 23 1/2 hours straight! We ended up finishing 1st in our division (all-women regular) and 12th overall. Not too shabby! But I will talk more about that later...
Here's a little preview:
The ladies lining up at the finish and watching the boats go by- Jill, Megan D., Margot and Leslie
Jess, Megan D., Andrea, and Jill enjoying a well-earned post-race barbecue at the W's! Everyone survived!
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