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Great report. I hope the beer tasted great. You earned it.[SIZE=medium]As promised...hope you enjoy or at least sympathize.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Georgia Death Race Report[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Overview - Definitely the hardest event I’ve ever attempted and my first DNF. We were allotted 24 hours to complete the 68 miles and the time cut offs ended up closing in on me and ending my event. The terrain was tough but the views were nice in the remote northern GA Mountains. RD was a great guy and the event was well supported with a few minor hiccups.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Friday Night - Made the 4 hour drive to arrive right in the middle of the 2 hour mandatory check in window. During the race meeting I found out that drop bags had to be turned in that evening in the next 15 minutes which sent me into a panic scramble. The race website almost touted a Friday Night BBQ dinner. When I asked about dinner I found out that was an oversight not removed from the website and I was a year late for dinner. I had planned on sleeping in my truck at the start line and hadn’t brought dinner. It was a 20 minute drive to town to find a Wendy’s for a salad. I ate and drove back and crashed in my truck some time around 11pm. At 2am the Wendy’s turned out to be a mistake as I was awaken with stomach pain and the need to trek a ¼ mile to the facilities. By the time I got back to my truck I had to turn around and visit the facilities again. Finally went back to sleep and awoke at 4:30 for the 5am start.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Start to Coosa - The first mile was crowded as we quickly transitioned to single track after a short stint on the road. The first mile had 350 ft of climbing and I managed a nice 12’43” start. The next 3 miles had 466 ft up and 843 ft down which I covered in about 39 min. I was feeling strong as we rolled into the first major climb. At mile 4 we were at 2100 ft elevation on our way up to 4300 ft at mile 7.25. This is the steepest terrain I’ve ever run/hiked and managed some outstanding mile times of 18’16” / 21’06” / 24’26” in the dark. I passed several people in the first mile and noticed a line of 30+ headlamps chasing me up the climb. I held off all but one or two runners during the climb and was relieved when the trail finally stopped going up. It was shortly after this that downhill technical running weakness was exposed. Over the next downhill mile at least 30 and probably closer to 40 runners passed me. I kept pulling off to the side of the trail to let people pass. It was like was a full cement truck on the expressway during rush hour. I hit the first aid station at mile 8 well ahead of my goal pace. I filled a single water bottle and was on my way as the sun peaked over the horizon in the distance. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Coosa to Mulky Gap – The next 5 miles were up and down alternating between 140 ft up to 450 ft up and right back down. It took me 93 minutes to cover this section. At an 18’40” pace I was still below my goal pace but was disappointed I wasn’t gaining time on the down hills. It seemed like the remaining half the field passed me and I was wondering if I had completed that first mega climb at the pointy end of the field. The coolest part about this section was as I traversed the mountain side hills, as I looked off to my left it was a 45 degree drop as far as I could see. May have been 500 feet down, could have easily been 1000+ feet to the bottom. Definitely makes you think about staying in control and not making any footing mistakes. One bottle turned out not to be enough so I was getting dehydrated and went to two bottles.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Mulky Gap to Skeenah Gap – The climbs started to wear on my here. 8.5 miles that took me in excess of 3h 5m to complete. Here are some of the climbs; 700 ft in 9/10s mi, 200 ft in ¼ mi, 250 ft in ½ mi, 400 ft in 4/10s mi, 250 ft in 1/4 mi, and 400 ft in 1/2mi. That’s 2.8 miles between 15% and 20% grade. The down hills were equally as steep and the quads and knees didn’t like any of it. I posted some atrocious mile times of 27 min, 26 min, and 29 min which destroyed my cumulative average. Finished this section with a 750 ft descent over 9/10’s of a mile into the aid station. Worse part of this was that after you refueled, you had turn around and climb right back up. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Skeenah Gap to Point Bravo – 7.5 mile stretch here. Two bottles wasn’t enough for 3 hours as the day heated up and I had been in conservation mode. Spent a little over 5 minutes at the aid station sucking down as much liquid as possible. The next 1.4 miles covered 900 ft of vertical gain. After a ½ mile “flat” there was a 1/5 mile 300 ft gain section followed by a 700 ft plummet over the next mile. Mile times on the uphill were over 25 min/mi and I wasn’t gaining it back with 20 min pace on the down hills. It was here that I knew making the 24 hour finishing cutoff wasn’t very likely. Another short steep climb and then an 1100 free fall over 1.6 miles into Point Bravo. I did lose a little time helping a sick runner during this section. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Point Bravo to Sapling Gap – I reached Bravo (mile 28) at 10 hours into the event. Spent 10 minutes at this aid station getting a callus taped and getting who knows what from my drop bag. Ran the math…if I keep the same pace I’m looking at a time just north of 24 hours. Some said the course got easier from here so “there’s hope”. Left the aid station and had what seemed like a burst of energy at the time and began running. Knocked out two 15 minute miles on forest service road that I would have pegged at 12 min miles at the time. Back to single track, across an amazing swinging bridge, and then the next climb hits. 500 feet up over the next ½ mile. That took 18 minutes as I waved bye-bye to the recent time gains. It didn’t get any easier with an additional 700 ft of climbing over the next two miles. Somewhere in this section was an aid station. I remember being at mile 33 at roughly 12 hours and thinking I only needed to go double the distance and then do it faster…no problem :rolls eyes:.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Sapling Gap to Big Bald / Frick Creek – Signs of human life have been spotty. Going into Big Bald I get passed by two runners I saw over 10 miles ago. Getting passed was actually comforting. It’s been over 3.5 hours since I’ve seen another runner and thoughts of ending up in northern Alabama are creeping into my head. The sun is also becoming spotty as the mountain peaks in the middle of nowhere obscure the remaining rays. I and one of the passing runners have an impromptu math lesson and he pulls the plug at the next stop. I wasn’t as smart.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Big Bald / Frick Creek to Winding Stair – The aid station locations and numbers changed twice over the two days prior to the race. I take off from the aid station convinced I’ve just gone through Wind Stair and that my GPS data was off. Yippee…I’m actually 2.5 miles further than I thought. I knock out the next forest service road mile in 17 minutes and have my game face back on. It’s now dark and the head lamp is back on. It should be several miles of downhill forest service road to the next stop. About a mile later the road starts to level. No big deal, elevation profiles can hide these flats. A mile later the flat turns into an uphill and I realize that I have a two mile climb to Winding Stair and I’m not 2.5 miles ahead. I pull into Winding Stair (mile 43.5) at 16 hours an hour ahead of the posted cutoff. That’s 21.75 miles per 8 hours and I have about 25 miles to cover in 8 hours. That works out to a 19 min pace to finish. My last 3.5 miles took 90 minutes or a 26 min/mi pace. I have two options at this point;[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Happy to report that I chose wisely and that was the best beer ever![/SIZE]
- [SIZE=medium]Bust my rear through the night to get to mile 61, miss the cutoff, have to find a ride back to the finish, hope to make the last shuttle from the finish to the start where my truck is. [/SIZE]
- [SIZE=medium]Kick back in a chair next to a campfire under a blanket and drink a beer.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]On the ride back to the start we passed numerous people still on the course. Everyone single one of them was walking. I’m sure the sweeper/reaper picked off most of these individuals at the next two cut off points.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]It’s over a week later and my quads still are sore. My feet survived well and I’ve started running again. This was a fun event and overall the race director did a good job staging the event other than a few minor complaints. The bottom line is that I bit off more than I could chew by signing up for this event. I’m just not technically proficient enough running steep downhill terrain to bank enough time to make up for the relentless climbing. I’ve hit the limit of my ability for my weight, age, and running background. I’m actually very happy with my uphill performance which was sufficient to have finished this event.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]This was a training event for the upcoming Massenutten 100 event. Given the terrain at Mass100 I’m having serious concerns about toeing the start line. I have about 4 weeks to make a final decision and 8 weeks to gun time. I would need to maintain a 21 minute pace to complete Mass, something I was unable to do at the Ga Death Race.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=medium]Final tallies – 43.5 miles, 16 hours, 11,700 ft climbing, 8500 Kcals burned, 1 kicked butt.[/SIZE]
I have no concept for what you did.
You're running too many speed and tempo workouts close together, IMO. Your legs are probably pretty spent. What are you doing between these training runs?
Let me know know when you ready to shoot for my PR.
Ned I hear you, the mountains these guys run scare the beejesus outta me. That said, i can't wait to take the next step and tackle one