Totally awesome day at Way Too Cool!

We arrived in Cool at about 6 A.M. and scored a parking spot a stones throw from the start line.  The two hours went by quickly and before I knew it, we (675+ runners) were headed down the first mile of asphalt before entering the single-track of the Olmstead Loop.  The first couple of miles on this loop were slow going as there was a back-log at a creek crossing.  Some people, frustrated by the slow-up, bounded through the calf deep water.  As a mid/back-of-the-pack runner, I saw no need to run 29 more miles with wet feet so I patiently waited in the conga line for my turn.  As I read somewhere, "If more experienced people are doing something, maybe you should too."  The rest of the loop was spent trying to find a spot where I could run my pace, not on the heels of others nor getting run over by them.  I exited the loop, mile 8, 1 hour and 30 minutes after the start, and entered the first aid station.  With a full bottle of water and a brownie in hand, I thanked the volunteers and continued through the start/finish area to the second loop (23 miles).

After a few rollers, we started down to the river where we crossed highway 49. ..

Scott in green.  Photo courtesy of NorCalUltras

After crossing the road, I stopped at the porta-potty before heading down the quarry road to the second aid station. I had my water bottle filled, ate a couple boiled potato pieces dipped in salt, grabbed a few M&Ms, thanked the volunteers, and headed down the road. The road is an old railroad bed that follows the Middle Fork of the American River. It is very flat, smooth, and a welcome reprieve after the quad-busting downhill. About five miles down the trail, we came into Maine Bar aid station. More of the same and I was down the trail. During this race I never really stopped at an aid station, but grabbed what I needed as I walked through. It was through this section that I really began to pass people on the climbs. One runner exclaimed, "Wow, I thought I was a fast walker!" as I passed him. With my leg not giving me any grief, I also concentrated on trying to run faster and "float" the downhills. This was definitely my favorite section of trail. I fell in with a group of runners and it felt like we were a train of roller coaster cars. Every so often there would be a change of position, and off we would go again-too much fun!

At Auburn Lake Trails aid station (mile 21) I split from the group I was running with and took off on my own. Five miles down the trail I made my way up Goat Hill (steepest climb of the race by far) into the aid station for the usual fare, before heading out for the final five miles. It was at this point that I had to make myself run because walking just felt so good. The ridge was also exposed to the afternoon sun and it was becoming quite warm. After crossing the highway at mile 29.6, I realized that I had an outside chance of finishing around 6 hours so I got some water and took off for the last 1.5 miles. I had to dig deep that last section. It hurt but I kept telling myself that in a few minutes it would be all over. I crossed the line with 6:00:14 on the clock (5:59:51 chip time). Kinda silly to be killing yourself for a few seconds, but also super important to try.

Once in a while it all comes together. The niggling lower leg injuries that have plagued me since January kept quiet the whole day. The weather was perfect. Today it is forecasted to rain up to three quarters of an inch with wind gusts approaching 38 mph, but not on Saturday. Saturday was a bluebird day. I took in calories every 30 minutes and entered every aid station with an empty water bottle. When many were charging from the start, I reined it in, reminding myself that no matter how you look at it, 31 miles is a long way to run. There was no 1st place finish or age group award for me, but I had a great day because I had a plan, I stuck to the plan, and had what for me, psychologically, was a great race.

Me and my race crew with frog mascots.

My second 50K is in the books. Up next, a 50 miler at the American River 50 Mile Endurance Run.

My First Time: Golden Gate 50K

They say you will always remember your first time. On Saturday February 11, 2012, I ran my first ultramarathon, the Golden Gate 50K, put on by Coastal Trail Runs. It was the third event I have run with CTR and I would recommend them to anyone interested in giving trail running a try. They host distances from 5 miles to 31 miles (50K); the events are low-key, well-organized, and a lot of fun.

I signed up for this event a couple of months prior, but was unsure up until the day before that I was going to be able to run it due to lingering issues with tendonitis in my lower leg. The fact that I was able to run 3 miles the day before (I can run 3 miles, why not 31!?) and the fact that the course had a lot of climbing (6,000’+ of elevation gain) helped to make my decision. My tendonitis only acts up when I run. I knew there would be lots of miles of “power-hiking” which does not aggravate my injury, so I reasoned that I might be able to complete this thing. As I said to a friend on Facebook, I was willing to get a DNF (did not finish), but not willing to get a DNS (did not start).

Saturday morning, Stacy and I left Citrus Heights for the 100 mile drive to Rodeo Beach in the Marin Headlands. We arrived about 7 A.M., picked up my bib and shirt, and sat in the car in an effort to stay warm until the “gun” went off at 8 A.M. It had rained the night before and the parking lot was a soupy, muddy mess. I had gotten up at 4:00 A.M. to drive 100 miles so I could run 31 miles. And I paid for this. What the hell is wrong with me?

Wendell, the Race Director (RD), explains to us the course markings and directions for the 30K and 50K runners. The 30K and 50K runners would follow the pink course, until the Tennessee Valley (TV) aid station, switch to the orange loop, and return to the pink course through Conzelman aid station to the start/finish line. Here, at mile 18, the 30K runners would be finished. The 50K runners would run the pink course (omitting the orange loop) one last time for a total of 31.7 miles. I hope my leg holds up…

“Go!” Friends and family cheer as we make our way up the first climb. I start hiking from the get-go. I have run the 5 miler on this course and there is no reason for me to hammer the legs this early; there is plenty of time for that. We make our way up the trail, stairs, and scree to the summit of the first climb (about 900’). Now down, down, down we go. I am trying to take it easy on my right leg, but the descent is so steep that going slow can be harder on the legs than going fast. Off of the Wolf Ridge single track, onto a short up-hill on Miwok, and then down Old Springs into the TV aid station. Water bottle refilled, I head out onto the orange loop. After an initial killer climb, the trail turned into a bog of shoe-sucking mud that made it difficult to maintain footing and confidence during the descent. There were gorgeous views to be had for sure, but conditions necessitated a shoe-gazing forward progress to navigate the soupy slop. After climbing up the muddy steps, run-able trail resumed back into the TV aid station. Beautiful loop, but good riddance, it is all pink course from here on out.

I eat some boiled potatoes dipped in salt, a PB and J square, and some M&Ms before heading up the Marincello fire road. I see some runners ahead of me trying to run it, but I seem to be able to keep up with them by hiking. Conservation of energy. Sage advice from Kenny Rogers-“Know when to walk away, know when to run.” At the top of a never-ending climb is a stand of eucalyptus trees. From here it is wending single-track with breathtaking views of the Golden Gate, San Francisco, Rodeo Valley, and coast. I arrive at the Conzelman aid station, fuel up, thank the volunteers, and start the 4.5 mile descent to Rodeo Beach. My leg is starting to hurt, but I know once I get to the start/finish line, I will resume hiking and my leg will get some respite from the pounding. With about .25 miles shy of the parking lot I see Dave Mackey fly passed me toward the finish line. I am at mile 18 and he is already at mile 31. Damn you Dave Mackey! I look up again and his shirt is off. Maybe, it was Matthew McConaughey? The mind plays tricks when tired.

Four hours in. I stop at the aid station for more of the same: sugar, salt, and water. I take my shoes off to dump some pebbles that have found their way in, put them back on, and start the last loop. I navigated this last loop much like I did the first time; the name of the game was protecting my leg and staying on top of food and water. It took me 3 hours to complete the last loop, for a finish time of 7:01:21. I can live with that time. My goal was to finish and I did just that. I know I could have gone faster if my leg wasn’t giving me grief. I “raced” my plan and had a great time on a beautiful course in beautiful weather. I am hooked on this whole ultra thing…

My photos here

and CTR's here

Let's try this again.../The Road to Western States

Okay, when I last posted I was training to run a 5k. Since then I have run that 5k, four half-marathons, two marathons, and a couple of trail runs (5 mile and half marathon). I am currently training for two separate 50ks and a 50 miler in April. The 50 miler is in order to qualify for the Western States 100. I grew up hunting and camping in the area it is run and heard about it as a young child. I also lived in Auburn, CA for 11 years (where the race ends).  I want to do it. I know it won't be easy. That is the point. It begins now...

Tomales Bay Kayaking

S and I headed to Tomales Bay on Sunday morning, arriving at the parking lot at Miller Park/Nick's Cove at about 8 A.M. The original plan was to paddle on SF bay, but forecasted winds up to 20 knots made me change my mind. I didn't expect the winds to be any less at Tomales, but the open water exposure is less, so a tough crossing is a mile at most.

On the water by 8:45 A.M., we headed toward the other side deciding to paddle between Duck and Hog Islands. Any advantage given by the ebb tide was reduced to zero by the wind coming in through the mouth of the bay. Arrivng on the other side, we landed in a little cove I have camped at a couple of times and enjoyed a little snack, sunshine, and respite from the wind. Deciding to paddle a little more, we made our way toward the mouth of the bay, but the increasing wind, while not overpowering, was not as attractive as sitting in the sunshine out of the wind. Heading back, we set up our chairs, had lunch, sunbathed, and enjoyed the solitude. After a couple of hours, we packed up and toured the whitecliffs west of our lunch spot and sighted a herd of elk grazing high up on the hill. The wind, by this time, was howling, so after formulating a game plan, we headed toward Hog Island and landed on the East side. The wind was incredible. A couple of photos later, we got back into the kayaks to finish our crossing. Due to building waves we headed toward the lauch ramp but water and wind conspired to change our plans. S did a yeoman's job of crossing and landed on the sandy beach to the right of the pier. A great day to be sure-relaxing and exhilarating!

Stats
Distance: 5 miles
Time on the water: 1:30
Fuel: Turkey bagel sandwich with cream cheese, oranges, trail mix, Clif bar, and coffee
Fauna: Racoon, egrets, heron, cormorants, and elk
Wind: 25 knots+
Photos: http://www.flickr.com/photos/mclean/sets/72157623579627802/

In It To...Finish It.

I signed up for the Humboldt Redwoods Half-Marathon http://www.redwoodsmarathon.org/registration/index.html scheduled for October 17, 2010. This gives me a nice long range goal to shoot for and I can't think of a more beautiful and inspirational place to run than through the redwoods. I am running a 5k in April and I might try and find a 1ok to run before the half to gain some experience with longer distances in a race environment.

Snowshoeing on the Foresthill Divide

S and I went up to Foresthill for a short snowshoeing trip. Just as we left China Wall it started to snow but tapered off until the very end of the trip, and then it really started to come down. The snow has started to melt which made navigating the "trail" a little tricky. It was pretty soft in places and we both post-holed several times. We cut the trip short, caught the Divide road, and made our way back to China Wall. Maybe next time we can get a longer outing with better weather.





Time: 1:15


Distance: 1.5 miles


Weather: Snow/Rain

Weekend with J and K...and training for a 5k

S and I had a busy weekend with the kids. J just learned to ride her bike without training wheels so she was very excited to go riding at any opportunity. We rode to our local park and made two separate rides on the bike trail (2 miles each ride). She did great and her confidence is increasing quickly. In addition to biking, we played at the park each day, hit golf balls at the driving range, and played street hockey in the driveway.

I started a running program last week and logged 25 miles. On April 11, I will attempt a 5k run at the Sacramento Zoo Zoom. I have always wanted to try and run a marathon so I guess I better start somewhere.