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Showing posts with label Seneca Greenway Trail 50k. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Seneca Greenway Trail 50k. Show all posts

Friday, March 9, 2012

L. O. & T.s

Day # 670
What running the Seneca Greenway Trail 50k showed me:

Lessons
I learned that more than any other running goal, I want to be like this man

Oldest finisher at Seneca!
I learned that when traveling with the super secret spy, I should always drive.
I learned that mud isn't stronger than me even if its a foot deep.
I learned again that my mind is 1000% stronger than my body will ever be.
I learned that when I run with others I really never stop talking.
I learned that just when I think I've ran my favorite course I run another favorite course.

Observations
I noticed that I end up running alone because I never stop talking.
I noticed that I can ignore that fact that some runners don't like cheerfulness after 15 miles of mud.
I noticed that some runners care waaay too much about getting to the finish line quickly.
I noticed that no matter how many times you say thank you, people still like to hear it.


Thoughts
I wonder how many runners missed the after picnic because they didn't know where it was this year?
I wonder if I could have run a faster race if I had gotten there sooner?
I think my kids will look back on the day mommy ran for 7 hours and then went to see The Lorax


 before even getting a shower and know how much I love them.
I  still wonder if my family knows how much ultra running is a part of who I am?
I think I am beginning to feel like 31+ miles isn't really that long.
I wonder how I'll survive waiting until March 24th for my next race?

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Seneca Creek Greenway Trail 50k ~ Race Report

LBM, super secret spy and me at the start
The morning dawned following a night of heavy rain and thunderstorms leaving little doubt that today was going to be an exercise in determination.  I struggled with the race morning doubts and nervousness as I went quietly about my usual pre-race routine and was quickly ready to head towards the finish line to drop off my car and join the super secret spy and LBM for the drive to the start line. 
The trip to the finish area was uneventful except for the speed trap that put a bit of a damper on the morning.  Being a slower driver hopefully I will remember to lead the way next year.  We parked my car and picked up one of the runners waiting for the buses to the start line. It seems that one of the scheduled buses broke down and they were running a bit behind.  This helped us as we were running a little late thanks to some bad directions. 

Why is it that races are often easier when you travel alone?
My first running in 2010 with family  ~ click HERE
My second PR setting run in 2011 without family ~ click HERE
I may need to post on the differences I've experienced when racing with my family there verses racing solo.  It could be interesting.

 
Volunteers rock!
Thankfully we came across these amazing volunteers who gave us great directions to the start area.  We were quickly at the start area and dropped off our papers and $20.00.  I was handed a recycled bib number and I headed towards the start "line" to get kisses from the family.

Larry H went on to find a trail running zen late in the race

I saw Larry H from DM who I had run some of the Hashawha Hills 50k with last weekend. It was nice to get to introduce my family to him. We chatted briefly and then our RD, Ed Schultze was going over last second info and ready, set, go we were off.
Jazz hands

I need to take a moment and thank Ed for all his hard work over the years.  This will be his last year as RD for the SCG Trail Marathon and 50k.  That makes me sad.  I've done this event for 3 years.  It was my first 50k and over all it has always been one of my favorites even though it has remained one of the most unpredictable courses.  Ed has unknowingly given me very high standards for what I expect out of a trail ultra.  And while I am sure that the incoming RD Harvey Sugar will keep those standards high in his attempt to fill those shoes, I hope that the down-to-earth natural feel of this event isn't lost. 
So thank you Ed for wearing some really big shoes and for giving graciously of your time and talents to make this event the birth place of my ultra trail running love.

More awesome volunteers cheering us on

Since I am sharing Thank yous, have I said it already? 
This would not be possible for me to be doing this slightly crazy, unbelievably amazing thing that I am beyond blessed to do if it were not for the selfless gift of time, energy and talents an army of volunteers provide. They go above and beyond as they stand out in all sorts of weather. They smile, laugh and never tell me how bad I look or smell. They show me the way when my brain stops working and tell me I can do it when that is exactly what I need to hear.
Thank you for all you do!


jumping off the far bank.  Splash!

This year the trails at Seneca could be easily described in two words; water and mud.  While many would say that it wasn't that bad, I would disagree.  The only race that reveled the mud level was a section at the Bull Run Run 50 last spring.  I can and do train in all kinds of conditions.  I run in rain, wind, cold, heat.  I run over fields, road, trails, streams.  But rarely do I train at length to run in mud.  It is this fact that would most shape the outcome of my day.

Only sissies try and cross on rocks.

The course only contains about a mile of park road with the reminder being trails and open fields broken up by the repeated water crossings.  These are all elements I love so the majority of the race I ran with a smile plastered across my face.

This really is the MOST fun ever!

Although I was enjoying the race I quickly realized that due to our later than usual arrival at the start area, I was much farther back in the pack than I wanted to be.  The going was very slow in the first many few miles with passing nearly impossible at the level of risk I was running.  I simply wasn't going to break my ankle running wide of the trail to get around other runners when they did not heed my repeated "on your left" request to pass.  So I stayed fairly steady and ended up running the majority of this race with Larry H.  I resigned myself to running a training run and letting go of any dreams of a race PR.

I think I ran half the race with my eyes closed.

 This course was changed this year and lengthened.  That fact made it easier for me to attempt to be smart and focus on training for that
A race
and remembering that I had already put in a "race" effort only a week ago.  Attempting to gauge my progress more on perceived effort I only looked at my garmin to mark the passing of a mile here and there.  I had eaten a tablespoon or so of honey before the race start.  I was carrying gummies the kiddie kind again and Gus in my camelbak which was filled with watered down orange G2.  Although I was not planning on using the Gu unless I hit a wall between aid stations.  I did stop at aid stations during this race unlike last weekend.  Over the course of the race I had a section of banana, 4 peanut M&Ms, 2 pretzels, 2 pieces of potato with salt, 1 1/2 ginger snap cookies, some soda and water.  Since I didn't have any nature call issues or energy dips along the way, I am beginning to think that eating less might work better for me at this distance.  With one more 50k in a few weeks I will get another opportunity to test that theory.

I'm not the only smiling runner out there

The skies were beginning to clear and the miles were flying by.  Before I knew it I was at the lake loop.  After a brief stop to grab 4 M&Ms I headed out to circle the lake in what I thought would be another mud-fest however I was pleasantly surprised when the loop ended up being much drier than I had thought.  This section went very quickly for me and I was happy to see the passing of mile 18 as I headed back into the woods and knew that I was over half way done.

I love doing this!

My legs were getting tired from all the extra work that the mud asked of them but I was feeling strong.  However somewhere before the Route 28 aid station Larry H slipped beyond my sight.  I knew he had gotten a second wind that I was just not feeling.  I saw him leave the aid station as I topped the hill but I knew there was no way that I even wanted to attempt to run any race but my own.  I didn't want to completely lose sight of why I was out here.  Of course I needed to be doing this to help prepare for the Massanutten Mountain Trails 100 but I was really out here because I simply love doing this.  I love running through the woods, over these trails, through the mud and into the creek.   
Eyes closed again
I ran alone for a few miles.  At first I was enjoying pushing my body through the amazing scenery.  But as I prayed over my list of friends and family my mind started to struggle.  With each hill that awoke the soreness growing in my hamstrings and gluts, the doubts spiraled out of control.  Luckily I had caught up to a small group of runners.  I was tempted to continue on my own pace and pass them but I decided to turned my attention of them in hopes of losing myself in the joy of trail running again. 

Thanks John for getting me looking just about as tired as I was.  Don't I ever shut up?!

Amongst others, I ran with Cathy Blessing and Mike Bur. These two wonderful runners have ran during every single Seneca. That's 9 years without fail. This year they were doing the marathon distance and simply enjoying the muddy adventure. Their chatter and stories helped me get past my own mental fuzziness and focus on the proper things. I started feeling that joy again.  We entered the Berryville Road aid station together but I was once again eager to keep moving.  After a brief chat with John; a super volunteer that has been at Seneca each year I have run it and who is skilled at getting runners looking like rock stars exhausted insane people, I took off. 

Running into the finish

Those last few miles went by so quickly.  I was loving every step and even the mud didn't seem to bother me as much.  I was lost in the sights, smells and memories I have from these trails.  I remembered my first Seneca when I bushwhacked the last trail section.  I remembered how thrilled I was last year when I enjoyed such a fast run on the course.  I remembered how my daughter had run into the finish with me during my first ultra and I wondered if she would be there again waiting for me and I ran faster.

Celebrating with the kiddos

And then I was heading towards the finish.  My family was screaming.  My friends were cheering.  I was thinking,  "How can I be done already?"  It had been a roller coaster of mental challenges but I had stayed strong and proven again that on any given day I can amaze myself.
Third Seneca Creek Greenway Trail 50k ~ 6:57:33

Friday, March 2, 2012

Apples to Apples

You most likely have heard the expression, apples to apples.

The expression not the card game.

It's an expression used to describe comparing like things.
As I prepare for tomorrow's race, the Seneca Greenway Trail 50k, I have to remind myself that I need to compare apples to apples.  But in ultra trail running a sport filled with far more lemons, mangoes and star fruits than apples, accurate comparisons are hard to come by. 

While I am not interested in comparing the actual events against one another I am interested in being able to compare my preformance from one event to another.  That will not be easy after last Saturday's amazing running at the Hashawha Hills Trail Run 50k.
oh you missed it, read about it HERE

So how can I possibly set any type of goals to help stay focused as I wait out the final hours?
Let's look at some facts.

This course previously held my 50k PR - 2011 6:06
I just ran a new 50k PR last weekend.
I have already ran 45 miles this week.
This is to be a training run.
The forecast is for rain, rain and maybe a few thunderstorms.
I am training for a 100 mile race.  This is not the A race.

All of those facts lead me to think I should simply run this for "time on my feet."
But let's look at some other facts.

This course held my 50k PR last year Shouldn't I be faster this year?
I just ran a new 50k PR last weekend.  So is it all downhill for the rest of the year?
I have already ran 45 miles this week.  Last week I ran that much too.
This is to be a training run.  Does training have to mean slow?
The forecast is for rain, rain and maybe a few thunderstorms.  One of my favorite 50ks was held in the rain.
I am training for a 100 mile race.  This is not the A race.  But what if I don't get in to that A race?

It is the day before the run and as you can see it will be anyone's guess as to how the day plays out.  I'd love to say that I will be shooting to better my 6:06 course PR from last year.  I'd love to say I've learned a few things and I'll be running strong and steady for a solid training run that doesn't involve any bloody knees.  I'd love to say I know what my "plan" is but I don't.  I do know that after Ed Schultze our race director says, "Ready.  Set. Go"  I'll start putting one foot in front of the other and I won't stop until I cross that finish line.  I am certain that by the time I get there, I will have figured it all out.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Three Things Thursday ~ What made the Difference Edition

Today is Day #305 of my running streak.
For those of you who follow me on DailyMile and if you are not, you should be? or FaceBook you already know that my streak survived the first of my two March Ultras.
Some of you have been wondering how I was able to keep running in the days after my race.  I'm going to tell you how. 

I did have a little help.

I wore these bad boys on race day.



A little of what CEP says:
The CEP Compression Tri Shorts represents a unique new version of what you've known as triathlon racing apparel. The shorts feature a compressive knit in the leg section which absorbs less than 3% moisture and dries very quickly. Constructed with an upper and lower section, the compression Tri shorts offer an incredible amount of compression for the quads and hamstrings for a truly new experience in muscle oscillation dampening.

Features:
•Secure back pocket
•Elastic waist band
•Flat seams
•3D Fit with Ventilation Panels in the back
•Compressive legs, no gripper needed

My experience. 

The downside.
The Pocket.  First off I am searching for the downside but if I really had to pick the product apart one downside is the back pocket.  The placement of the pocket on my backside is a little low.  It hits right below my tailbone.  I didn't use the pocket while running at all because anything hard would have felt awkward.  I put my car key there before the race only to remove it and put it in the pocket of my carpi's which sits higher on the top of my backside.
The length.  While I was running I actually noticed a big huge difference in the way my muscles performed once they were fatigued.  The downside to that was "cuff" at the end of the shorts is where any noticeable compression ends and I could actually feel a difference in the way my muscles felt from the cuff down.  I wish the compression had gone past my knees or at least to my knees.   

The upside.
Everything else. 
I thought that the seeming would rub over the 32 miles distance but I never noticed the tights at all except for the warm energized feeling I had in my legs from them.  I did not feel wet from sweat being held by the tights.  Even when I stumbled when crossing the creek and got my left leg wet, I felt dry in no time.  I wore the tights the night before, during the race and then after the race.  The tights did not seem to "loosen" over the more than 24 hours I wore them.  Now you might be thinking, "Gross!  Stinky tights" and while I did wash the tights the evening after getting home, they did not hold onto that old sweat smell even before I washed them.  Not that I recommend sniffing your sweaty tights wearing them without washing them but it's nice to know that I was able to wear them without grossing out those around me for the ride home which sometimes can be long.


I also used these beauties.

Running & Triathlon


A little of what CEP say:
For all Runners and Endurance Athletes: The scientifically optimized pressure flow provides your muscles with the maximum amount of oxygen and energy during performance and recovery.
The times are over where the sole purpose of socks and stockings was to protect feet from blistering. The CEP compression sportsocks are the first functional sport socks with a unique compression profile that provides a scientifically proven increase in blood circulation and a consequent increase in performance.

Prevent:  •Shin Splints •Cramps •Achilles Issues •Fatigue •Micro Muscle tears •Vibration trauma •Blisters •Blood clots from travel


My experience.

The downside.
The only possible downside is that I only have one pair.
If I had to find something negative about this product it would be that my compression socks pick up every cat and dog hair in my house.  Come to think of it, that might actually be an upside.

The upside.
Everything. 
I like that they are hard to get on.  That means they are perfectly tight in a supportive not constrictive way.  I love that they do not make my feet or calves feel hot when wearing them.  I love that they do not cause blisters in fact I attribute the lack of major damage to my toes ~ something I am famous for ~ to wearing the compression socks on training runs and right after finishing the race. 
I did not wear them during the race for several reasons.  I did not want to destroy them on a trail run where I knew I would be running through brush.  I also wanted to be able to review the performance of the short tights alone.
My calves did not cramp and my ankles did not fatigue during or after the race.  These are a must have for every runner!
 

# 3  The Right Attitude

While great gear can improve your comfort level, performance and recovery; nothing can ruin it like going into an event with the wrong attitude.  As you are standing nervously at the start line remember you can not change how your training went.  You can't make up that missed workout.  You can not change the fact that you fell short of your racing weight goal.  You can not undo that extra spicy meal you ate the night before.  But you can trust that you will give everything you have to give on that day, in that moment; relying on your support products and training to fall into place because
on any given day you might just see what was just beyond your eyes to see...
just beyond your dreams...
just previously out of reach...
and just might AMAZE yourself.

I was given these products for my honest review and was not paid for a positive review.  My opinions and experinces are my own.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Seneca Creek Greenway Trail 50k Race Report


Sunday was a very special day.  I have taken a few days to think about everything that I accomplished before sitting down the write it all but even now I know that I will fall so short a sharing what an amazing experience this day was for me.

First, the race was my anniversary.
I was celebrating One year as an Ultra trail runner.
This would also be my first chance to go for a course PR in an Ultra.  Having run Seneca as my first ultra
(Here's a look at my first running of Seneca Creek)
I was eager to see what I could do on the course this year as my fourth ultra.
Adding to my day's excitement was the fact that race day was my 300th day of running.
I had so much on my mind that I almost forgot to be nervous about the race.  I was too busy arranging for the kids and planning that I never really got nervous about the actually running of the race and I didn't miss the nerves. 

So after finally finding out if I had no sitter who could go with the kids and I to the race at 5:30 p.m. Friday night I resigned myself to the fact that I would have to leave the kids with my sister and her family and go to the race alone.  While this may not seem like a big deal, it was the first time I have left my family over night to go race.  But I knew that the kids would have fun and be well cared for as I drove the 2+ hours to my hotel.


This is a photo that we take at every hotel before a race.
It is usually me in the mirrored door and the kids in the closet. 
I missed the kids already.


Once I arrived at my hotel I got to business laying out my clothes, double checking directions, checking in with family and getting to bed early.  That was one of the biggest treats of going alone, I got to pick the bedtime!

Why do I always over dress?


You may have noticed that I didn't talk about eating after getting to the hotel.  I didn't really.  I had eaten a little bit after work at the house and I had peanuts in my hotel room while getting my clothes laid out but I didn't go eat a meal.  I had eaten carb heavier meals the two days prior and was trying to see if my "stomach" tolerated the stress of race morning better if I didn't put a heavy meal in it the night before.
I was up before my 5 a.m. wake up call.  I knew I had lots to do pre-race including pump.  Yeah, the joys of breastfeeding.  So along with the usual trips to the bathroom, dressing, hydration pack filling, fuel loading prep I got to play with my...okay you get the idea.
With everything done and going smoothly I hopped in the car and headed to the finish line to catch the bus to the start.  A quick 15 minute drive later I was there.  I caught a ride with a volunteer who was taking 3 other runners.  (Thanks!)  She was so nice and an avid runner.  She chatted with us about her racing plans.  Which helped calm our nerves considering she took us the scenic route.  I wouldn't say we were ever lost but we didn't take the most direct route.  This did teach me to always ask if the driver knows where they are going before accepting a random ride before a race.

Waiting for the start

The race start was a laid back affair.  You dropped off you application and $20.  Yeah $20!  And got a bib which was recycled from another event.  Not kidding. Then we all waited.  After a brief talk from the RD and a ready, set, go we were off.


I did bring a camera this time but did not take it out very often. 
The clock was on my mind more than I wish it had been. 
 But I did snap some really bad photos of myself at most aid stations and a few random shots along the way.

We started on a paved park road which allowed the field to spread out before entering the single track trails.  This is my least favorite part since I often start out too fast and have to remind myself that I have a long hilly twisty way to go.  In this first section is the big creek crossing.  I didn't stop for a photo this year.  I simply jumped in and ran across.  There are stepping stones and a rope but the water was only knee deep at most so I didn't bother with getting into the line of runners to go slowly across.

Before I knew it I was at the first aid station wondering how did the distance pass so quickly.  I did not take anything at this station.  I was carrying 8 Gus and my hydration pack.  I was planning on taking a GU about every 45 minutes to an hour.

This year we enjoyed mud instead of snow and ice. 
The trail was amazing.  Perfect.  I enjoyment level when running on trails is just so addictive. 

I apologize for the bad photos.  I think this is aid station 2 but I missed a photo at one of them.

Sometimes when you are running you search for the place where your mind floats away and your body simply takes over the duty of moving it's parts to propel you forward.  On the road that is a wonderful place to be, on the trails it's not always the safest place to find yourself.  As I cruised along somewhere around mile 10, I found myself lost in thoughts of the daughter.  I knew I was running along the creek I could hear it to my left.  But I was more aware of the regret I was feeling for not taking a photo of myself to send to the kids to let them know I was thinking of them before the race.
WHAP!
That was the ground.  Now I was wondering how the ground got all the way up to my face.
Lesson learned.  Stay present or buy new capris.
After my graceful fall I didn't allow the adrenaline to go to waste, I got back up immediately and kept running. 

My entire kneecap is blackened from the rocks I fell on.

I wish I had the recall to share the mile by mile recap but I don't. 
But some things I remember through this section are the burn off that went on for what seemed like miles.  I don't know if it was intentional or a brush fire but the smell was stomach turning.  Luckily it was through a very runnable section so I could move quickly.

The miles were flying by and I was actually caught off guard when I found myself at the next aid station.  At this point each runner can choose to run the lake loop and make it a 50k+ or continue without the loop and run a marathon+.  Even after my earlier fall, I was feeling great.  I loved that the sun had come out and I was now at the lake.



This aid station like most along this race was stocked with all the ultra goodies that you'd expect.  I had planned to rely on myself with the exception of needing to top off my pack twice through the race.  I had however been taking pretzels at most stations and carrying them to eat for the mental boost.  So I thanked the great volunteers and my morning driver who was helping at this station and headed off around the loop.


Fall number two.  I don't know what I actually did wrong except pushing my pace on the up and down hills that rolled around the lake and sixty-five zillion inlets we had to run around but there I was rolling down a hill again.  This time I only smashed my forearms and crushed my newly gotten pretzels.
I quickly got up and got back to running.  No immediate pain and no noticeable blood.

Nearing about 18 miles
After the lake loop runners returned to the same aid station.  I topped off my pack for the second and last time during the race.  Grabbed a small cup of Coke or Pepsi - you might remember this is the only time I ever drink soda with calories - a few more pretzels to carry and I was off.  I was losing about 2 minutes at aid stations even with only topping off my pack a few times and grabbing a drink of soda or water occansionally.  This was something I forgot to factor into my pacing.


During the race I used somethings that I had learned in previous races to help improve my preformace and enjoyment level.  One thing is learned was that I don't enjoy running slowly (this is a word as defined by my abilities at any point in the race.) I much prefer to give what I have on each section given the terrain.  When I first ran this race I got behind runners who were running a pace that was uncomfortable to me but I didn't pass them thinking that they probably knew more than I did.  That is flawed thinking.  So I focused on keepin my 5 mile blocks at 45 minutes to an hour which I easily did over the first half of the race.  I passed runners when their pace was too slow for me to comfortably run.  I allowed runners to pass me when their pace was too fast for me to hold.  My form stayed strong throughout the race thanks to listening to myself.

The Goldfish aka everything is Yellow aid station.

The next aid station was fabulous.  I just can't thank the volunteers enough.  I never hit an aid station where someone neglected to ask to help me.  They are all so cheerful and encouraging.  The volunteers along the course are just the same.  I know I couldn't be doing this without them!

Along the second half of the 50k course there were signs with fun facts about Goldfish, funny sayings about crazy dedicated runners, and general silliness to help keep the runners motivated.  I lost a little time here when a volunteer noticed my knee and took photos and asked how it happened.  There is also a suggestion board to write on as if a runner who has been running this long can make good suggestions!



The second half of the course seems much more hilly than the first.  Looking at the profile there is 8000+ gain and 9500+ loss.  That downhill extra distance is on the front end of the course with the hills becoming closer together through the second half. 



As is the case in the Ultras I have done so far I find myself running alone most often however it is so nice to share a mile or two with other runners.  I ran with a young couple who chatted about fitness and Jillian Michaels, I ran with a gentleman from Valley Forge PA, I ran with newbies and veterans, young and old.  I saw runners working together and encouraging each other.  I helped and encouraged and laughed with so many.  Where else can you be provided with the opportunity to give so much to a group of strangers.  It was an amazing filling day.

Pushing into the finish line

Even as I saw the race coming to an end I was so amazed that I get to do this thing. 
It is a fact that isn't lost in the efforts of the day but enhanced but it. 



I crossed the finish line 6:06 with pretzels in hand. 
A 40 minute course PR. 
22nd Female/3rd in my age group

Fourth Trail Ultra now 14 days to my next one.

This is an old Stone Mill at the finish line.

 
2011 Seneca Creek Greenway Trail 50k
An immearsurable felt good PR!

Friday, March 4, 2011

Creating a New Normal


Thats it.
I had one final run this morning of 5 easy flat miles.
Day # 299


will be my 300th day of running without a rest day.

This kind of journey isn't for everyone.  I may not be normal.  But I like to think of myself as setting a new normal.  That exercise/activity every day is simply part of taking care of our bodies.
And while I do not honestly believe I have done anything amazing, what does amaze me are the people who say they don't have time in their lives for fitness.
Really?

We all have time for what we believe to be important. 
We make time for what we know to be enriching. 
We find time for what we what to add to ourselves.

Just like a friend is someone who makes your life better, the things we choose to do with our lives should make our lives better, happier, longer, more fufilling, healthier...

I look forward to my 300th day and the opportunity it will create in my life to share with others that there really is time for the things that add to our days.  Because if we don't make the time for them we will soon find ourselves without TIME...at all.

What are you doing in your everyday life to create a new Normal?