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Ran a 10k - Official Thread (9 Viewers)

That cold front can't come through soon enough, huh?
Ooof - my run today was the first where I hated being out there (154 SI and the sun popped out).  Intended to do a 6/3 tempo, but a half mile into the first tempo mile I knew it wasn't going to happen so I shut it down.  I couldn't get back to the AC quick enough.  :X  

 
That cold front can't come through soon enough, huh?
Yeah this morning's conditions kind of sucked and I am not interested in running a MP run with the suck index the 140s.  After Thursday things should be nice around here.

 
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Yeah this morning's conditions kind of sucked and I am not interested in running a MP run with the suck index the 140s.  After Thursday things should be nice around here.
I'm seeing low 30's on Friday AM here.  Hopefully it will kill off a lot of the bugs.  I can't remember my rules of thumb for attire.  I seem to recall 30's was still shorts and light fleece.

 
Ooof - my run today was the first where I hated being out there (154 SI and the sun popped out).  Intended to do a 6/3 tempo, but a half mile into the first tempo mile I knew it wasn't going to happen so I shut it down.  I couldn't get back to the AC quick enough.  :X  
My plan for the week changed about a block into today's run.  Quality, it wasn't happening.  Didn't even realize until now that it's 89/70 out, so it was probably a good decision.  And I decided to do one of those Higdon back-to-back's Thurs-Fri, pace run Thurs + long Fri.  As I've been extending the length of the long run I've been intentionally trying to tire myself out beforehand.  I've been going through some different iterations lately leading into it, but haven't done this one yet.  Curious how my body responds both during and after.

 
My plan for the week changed about a block into today's run.  Quality, it wasn't happening.  Didn't even realize until now that it's 89/70 out, so it was probably a good decision.  And I decided to do one of those Higdon back-to-back's Thurs-Fri, pace run Thurs + long Fri.  As I've been extending the length of the long run I've been intentionally trying to tire myself out beforehand.  I've been going through some different iterations lately leading into it, but haven't done this one yet.  Curious how my body responds both during and after.
89/70? 

Perfect training weather!

 
2 days of afternoon runs is enough for me. I miss the dark mornings.  Impatiently waiting for the return of [Borat voice] my wiiiife. 

 
Weather here is fun again.  So looking forward to being in CO/WY next week.  Running at 7,200 feet is gonna be hilarious.  Stay tuned.   :P

 
Weather here is fun again.  So looking forward to being in CO/WY next week.  Running at 7,200 feet is gonna be hilarious.  Stay tuned.   :P
I have a quick trip to Tahoe in a few weeks.  9 mile run scheduled for there.  We shall see....

 
Weather has officially turned here.

40 degrees Saturday morning with a 40 dew point for my long run. Gloriousness. 

 
Hey, gang.

Not much new with me - been trudging along on weekend runs about 2 out of every 3 weeks, staying heavy and slow. Though I have actually gotten up and done pre-work morning runs a couple of days last week and this. That's the first time I've done that in at least 5 or 6 years, so I'm hoping the habit will begin to stick.

Wanted to post a brag about my son's best friend since first grade - he's going to be the youngest competitor in this weekend's Kona Ironman World Championship. He's not world class, but he earned the spot reserved for the service academy student who finishes first at a military half-ironman triathlon that is held every year. He actually finished second at the event last spring, but the guy ahead of him was a senior and thus no longer a service academy student for this year's World Championship. 

He's a great kid, though I'm slightly terrified by the highly trained war-fighting machine that the scrawny little nerd I used to know has grown into. Will be fun to track him on Saturday.

 
Brewers play at 7:09pm on Friday and 3:09pm on Saturday, and I'm going to both games, so I'm not sure if I'll do my 20-miler on Saturday morning or Sunday morning, but either way, temps are supposed to be in the upper 30s to lower 40s both days.  Absolutely glorious.

 
Brewers play at 7:09pm on Friday and 3:09pm on Saturday, and I'm going to both games, so I'm not sure if I'll do my 20-miler on Saturday morning or Sunday morning, but either way, temps are supposed to be in the upper 30s to lower 40s both days.  Absolutely glorious.
Man, I want the Brewers to win so bad. 

 
Hey, gang.

Not much new with me - been trudging along on weekend runs about 2 out of every 3 weeks, staying heavy and slow. Though I have actually gotten up and done pre-work morning runs a couple of days last week and this. That's the first time I've done that in at least 5 or 6 years, so I'm hoping the habit will begin to stick.

Wanted to post a brag about my son's best friend since first grade - he's going to be the youngest competitor in this weekend's Kona Ironman World Championship. He's not world class, but he earned the spot reserved for the service academy student who finishes first at a military half-ironman triathlon that is held every year. He actually finished second at the event last spring, but the guy ahead of him was a senior and thus no longer a service academy student for this year's World Championship. 

He's a great kid, though I'm slightly terrified by the highly trained war-fighting machine that the scrawny little nerd I used to know has grown into. Will be fun to track him on Saturday.
That is super cool.  Makes me realize how old we're getting!

Get your #### together and join us on Strava.  :wub:  

 
Congrats @SFBayDuck  Can't wait for the race report.  Any chance you'll ever do another 100 in VA?  You're teases were bringing back memories of Massenutten and not good ones.

 
Congrats @SFBayDuck  Can't wait for the race report.  Any chance you'll ever do another 100 in VA?  You're teases were bringing back memories of Massenutten and not good ones.
Thanks, gb.  Remember that time you said if I hammer the technical downhills I'll eat this course up?  Yeah, so what's the opposite of that? 

I wouldn't say NO chance I go back to Virginia for another 100.  But if I'm going to run another race back East it's likely to be the Georgia Death Race

 
But if I'm going to run another race back East it's likely to be the Georgia Death Race
:penalty:   (<--- that's emoji for you're effing nuts.  More than normal, anyway).

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On my end finally had a good riding day.  It had been a long time since I could uncork one.  Still can't climb (looks at stomach), but I had some straightaway speed again.

 
Thanks, gb.  Remember that time you said if I hammer the technical downhills I'll eat this course up?  Yeah, so what's the opposite of that? 

I wouldn't say NO chance I go back to Virginia for another 100.  But if I'm going to run another race back East it's likely to be the Georgia Death Race
I just don't find the Va type of tracks enjoyable.

Good thing about the Death race is that they moved it from Feb to late March.  Two things stood out...no switchbacks on the uphills for the most part, just steep grades up.  It was so early in the year that the trails were coved up with leaves so you couldn't see the rocks (not like Va though).  Evidently no one uses those trails during the winter.  They outlawed trekking poles so it's no longer high on my list.

 
My PR is 8-something, but it’s been a while. I think I could do better.
It's the only shorter event I'd have any shot coming close to you fellas, just because I can throw back some beer pretty quickly.  I'd like to train for that.  Maybe that's my next focus....

 
This race report is taking awhile, mostly because my brain didn't start working again until yesterday afternoon after my second nap of the day.  So I'm going to post what I've gotten so far, without adding all the pics and stuff (I'll do that when I blog it up).  If @Nathan R. Jessep can take 13 posts to get to a hug, I can spread 100 miles over a couple of posts.  Here goes:

Grindstone 100 (miles 0-37)

I flew into Dulles on Thursday and made my way down to Harrisonburg, VA, where I found a place for dinner not too far from James Madison University.  I checked into the hotel, watched some football, went through my gear one more time, and got to bed around 11:30.  As per usual in a hotel I slept poorly, which wasn’t ideal considering what lay ahead.  I ate breakfast, made a stop at Walmart for a few supplies, and drove down to the start at Camp Shenandoah not far from Staunton, VA.

I checked in, went to the pre-race meeting, and then it was a few hours of just waiting for the 6:00 PM start.  I had a bed made up in the back of my rental SUV and just put my feet up and tried to sleep, but just ended up resting for a bit without actually falling asleep – the 80 degrees and 80% humidity made it just to sticky to get comfortable.  Finally it was 5:00 and I geared up and walked back down to the start area, ready to get this thing started.

Going in I knew that the biggest challenges were going to be the course itself and the evening start.  I had never run on the Beast Coast, but knew that it would be rocky and technical, along with the advertised 23,200’ of elevation gain.  And the evening start guaranteed I’d be running through a night at the beginning with another night coming in the latter stages of the race.  But it would turn out that I severely underestimated the impact of both factors.

The first few miles were uneventful.  I forgot to start my Garmin until we were a couple of minutes in, no big deal.  After jogging for a half mile or so we came to a stop as we funneled onto a creek crossing and then singletrack, but I was in no hurry with 99 ½ miles to go.  A mile or two in we leave the camp and are on state property, which the race isn’t allowed to mark so we follow white blazes. It’s all one big giant conga line so I just follow along, waiting for things to open up and allow me to do my own thing.  It turned out I probably should have paid more attention through this section, more on that later.  It was probably just the excitement and buzz of the beginning of such a big adventure.  After about 5 miles we hit the first aid station, and it’s so crowded that there is a line of people waiting to get water.  Since I knew it was about 9 ½ miles to the next one I wanted to top off my bladder with Tailwind, but the jug was empty and the volunteer didn’t know where the Tailwind was (“this isn’t our aid station, I’m not sure”)!  She was holding a pitcher of ice so I asked her to just pour all of it in my bladder, and hoped that would give me enough fluids to get to that next stop at mile 14.6.  A this point only a bit over an hour in I was already drenched, with sweat dripping down my legs.  They had warned us during the pre-race meeting that the lows would only be down around 65 with highs 75-80 and high humidity, so to take care of ourselves out there.  And while I didn’t feel it was affecting my perceived effort, that humidity was pretty stifling.

I’m no geologist, but my understanding is that these mountains were formed hundreds of millions of years ago and are among some of the oldest in North America.  It’s thought that at one time parts of the Appalachians were as high as the Rockies or the Alps, but that they have been eroded down over millennia into not much higher than 4-5,000 foot peaks.  Where did the rest of the mountains go?  They were broken down into rocks.  Millions and millions of rocks.  And that’s what would make up much of the course.  We reached the top of the initial 2,500’ fire road climb and summited up the peak of Elliot Knob, punched our bibs to show we made it to the top, and then descended back down a bit and turned off onto singletrack.  After a mile or two winding through the woods we hit the rocks.  Much of the trail in this section were flat rocks that slid and moved around on top of other flat rocks.  It was an odd sound hearing the rocks slide around as the dozens of runners ahead and behind me ran and hiked over them.  I was with a group moving at a comfortable speed, which was good considering there was no way to get around anyone – this trail made up of loose rocks was about a foot wide with a huge drop-off of a hundred feet?  A thousand feet?  I had no idea because it was dark, as it would be when I would come back up this hill the following night.  But I was feeling fresh and after about six hours hit the Dowells Draft aid station around mile 22.

I had worked out a pace chart for a 32-hour finish and included a column lining up with just making the cutoffs.  I had no idea what to expect, and the 32-hour pace was just about staying far enough ahead of the cutoffs to not worry about them.  But at this point I was close to that 32-hour pace, and happy with how things were going.  As I left the aid station I was told it was a big climb followed by rolling downhill, so pulled out my trekking poles for the first time and geared up.  I’d never run a race with poles before, having just bought them earlier this year and trained with them just a handful of times.  But it turned out to be a pretty benign climb, much of it “runnable” under normal circumstances, so I ended up just carrying them in my hands before finally stopping to stow them away again.  This section of trail was smoother than the last, and we hit the top and descended into the Lookout Mountain aid station at mile 31 in 8:19, about 25 minutes up on that 32-hour pace.  I knew it was pretty much downhill from there to the North River Gap aid station at mile 37, but as I headed down the hill I would find that the rocks were back in full force. 

There are lots of mishaps that can happen when trying to move quickly across rocky terrain.  I started giving them names.  The Roll (ankle roll).  The Stub (toe stubbing).  The Point (painfully stepping on a pointy rock).  The Flip (one foot flipping a loose rock up into the ankle bone of the other foot - that’s my favorite).  I started trying to keep track of how many times each of these happened, but I couldn’t keep up.  I do know I swore out loud several times, cursing the eons of erosion that had led to the creation of all these damned rocks.  Downhill mile splits of 18:00-20:00 miles.  Ouch.  Literally, as my feet were starting to really hurt, not blisters, but a pain across the toes and the bottoms of the feet.  I started thinking about ultra/trail runners gearing up for a road marathon talking about “hardening the legs” by getting in some road running prior to the race, and wondering if it was even possible to “harden the feet”.  But I knew it was, as evidenced by all of the (presumably) locals flying by me on the downhills.

Before the race I had reached out to local runner Andy Jones-Wilkins, a legendary member of the ultrarunning community whom I’ve crossed paths with a few times at Western States and Hardrock, to get intel on the race.  He graciously answered my questions and confirmed that this was one tough course.  As I sat down at the North River Gap Aid station with my drop bag to attend to my beat-up feet, I saw AJW next to me and introduced myself again.  “Sean!  Great to see you, how’s it going out there!”  I mumbled something about rocks, and he told me that when he crewed Western States RD Craig Thornley at this race a few years ago, Craig had come into this very spot cursing those same rocks.  So at least I was in good company.

Coming up next, my first big mistake and the biggest and steepest climb of the race....

 
There are lots of mishaps that can happen when trying to move quickly across rocky terrain.  I started giving them names.  The Roll (ankle roll).  The Stub (toe stubbing).  The Point (painfully stepping on a pointy rock).  The Flip (one foot flipping a loose rock up into the ankle bone of the other foot - that’s my favorite).  I started trying to keep track of how many times each of these happened, but I couldn’t keep up.
Love it, now you're speaking my language!  But here's one thing I promise you when you're running Superior in 2019, there's lots of rocks but I would say most are pretty solidly grounded so you won't have as many "loose" rocks to curse.  :thumbup:

Alright, now just don't keep us hangin' on the rest of the race report!

 
Love it, now you're speaking my language!  But here's one thing I promise you when you're running Superior in 2019, there's lots of rocks but I would say most are pretty solidly grounded so you won't have as many "loose" rocks to curse.  :thumbup:

Alright, now just don't keep us hangin' on the rest of the race report!
I see what you did there. 

 
Much of the rock underlying the Appalachians is sedimentary. Sediment from nearby eroding hills flowed into a basin called the Ocoee. Over millions of years, sediments deposited and transported by water compressed into the high-calcium limestone, dolomite and silica bedrock of the southern Appalachians. Minerals such as pyrite and metallic copper may be found within the sedimentary rock. Igneous Appalachian rocks include pegmatite, alaskite, mica and feldspar formed from molten magma. Rocks of dunite, and olivine containing peridotite are found in the southern ranges.

 

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