Ultra training was going okay, I wouldn’t say it was perfect, but it was on the right track. And then, pain. The, you need to stop running immediately kind of pain.
This wasn’t good.
It started after an indoor run at the Velodrome, I did at least 12k there (gps doesn’t really work inside) and the next day woke to some sore hamstrings. But they weren’t anything I hadn’t experience before and knew it was the usual kind of you’ve done some good work kind of soreness. I thought it was strange to feel that sore after just 12k but figured it was probably due to the flat run.
The soreness lingered the rest of the week so that Wednesday I went to yoga to try to give them a good stretch.
I was feeling pretty good before heading out for my run on Thursday, and then, about a kilometre in, I feel pain in my left hamstring. I stop for a moment, rub the spot, try to shake it out. Being so early into the run I still feel optimistic enough that I can run it off but turn in a direction that will keep me closest to home just in case.
It doesn’t go to well. The pain does not go away. By 2k I feel it getting worse so I decide to call it quits but determined to get something out of this run I take a slightly longer route home to push it out to 3k.
I probably shouldn’t have done that.
My hamstring hurts the entire next day. I roll out what I can and opt to take an extra day off.
By Sunday evening things seem okay and I decide to test out another run. I am feeling pretty good on this run, no sign of discomfort. And then suddenly at around 5k, the pain is shooting back. Deciding not to risk it this time I call home for a rescue and lightly jog up and down the street just to keep warm.
That was it, I decide to take the rest of the week off running with a couple of complete rest days mixed with some swimming. Not pushing the run that night helped as my hamstring did not feel nearly as sore the next day as it did the first time.
Today I tried a run out again and it was a success! I met up with a friend for an awesome 12k trail run. We were both testing out injuries so it was well matched. And we both made it back to our cars pain free!
Feeling better about this, going to take it easy still as my hamstring still doesn’t feel completely right but no sign of pain. I’ll be visiting my RMT next week finally so she can get into them more. It is hard for me to get enough pressure on my hamstring to roll it out properly. I have had pretty good luck with using a tennis ball while sitting in a chair though.
So hopefully soon I can get back on my training plan, this Ultra is coming up quick!!
Even before last year’s Sulphur Springs Trail race I knew I would not be able to participate in this year’s race. My friend had already claimed me for the weekend as I was to be a Bridesmaid in her wedding. I knew with a wedding on the Friday night, a race on Saturday would be out of the question but I would happily volunteer in the afternoon and help support whichever Burlies would end up racing.
Then in the fall when the 200 miler was announced one of the Burlies decided to take on the crazy challenge and I told him I would help in any way I could.
Earlier this year as plans settled out with my friend’s wedding knowing I’d need to head out to Cambridge Thursday evening I decided I’d take Thursday off work and help out at the race. I would then be in Cambridge/Waterloo until Saturday when I would head straight back over to the race until it was over.
4 days, 2 very big, very different events.
The 4 days kicked off Thursday morning as I made my way to Ancaster for 8:30, the Burly Trail Runners had been granted space by our friend and Sulphur Springs co-race director Tim to set up a tent for the weekend for David, our 200-miler, and any other Burly to drop their stuff. We set up the tent and hung our banner then I headed over to the registration tent to check-in for my volunteer duties. Pretty easy gig to start off I was helping with registration with the other volunteers, with only 28 registered it was a pretty lax time.
The 200-miler breakfast was also under the tent so we got to listen to their instruction and then enjoy the food afterwards.
So most of the morning was spent chatting with the other volunteers (mostly all Burlies – go us!) and the 200 milers who were all looking very calm and ready to go. About 15 minutes before the start I headed out onto the trail for my marshall spot about 2km into the race. It was then I discovered the coat I had on while plenty warm for the weather, was not a waterproof as I thought, and the rain was coming down pretty steady, and I had no umbrella. I was out there for close to 15 minutes after the race started before the first runner came through and within a few minutes they’d all gone by and I headed further down the trail to where I knew there was a covered bench. I’d wait here until I saw the first runners headed back and then go back to my post. When David passed by I told him I might be back up at the tent when he finished his first loop (the 200 milers would be doing 16, 20km loops). The 200 milers hadn’t gotten too spread out yet by that point (about 11km in) so I was back at home base well before he came through.
I stayed by the tent ready to help with anything he needed coming through, still early in the race he was gone in a flash but he asked to have his extra bottle filled up for his next lap. After he was gone I went and finally changed into some dry clothes and an actual waterproof jacket. Knowing we had about 3 hours before he would come through again I hung out with the other Burlies there and started assisting with kit stuffing and pick-up for the other races. We got about a 5 minute warning before David was heading up to the finish thanks to Dan who was filming the 200-milers and keeping an eye on the hill.
He was through the tent quickly again, this time grabbing his lights incase he needed them at the end of the next lap. He also mentioned he was behind on food already and took some to go. Jenn was also there with me and we wished him well as we’d both need to leave and wouldn’t be there for his next laps. We were a bit worried as no one was stationed to be there to crew him that night but found out another Burly (Steve H) there to crew another 200-miler would keep an eye out and help him with anything. We got his bottle ready for him for the next lap then I headed on my way to Cambridge.
For the next 48+ hours I was able to follow along with his progress through Facebook. Vince texted me in the evening wanting to help in anyway he could, I suggested he bring him some soup which he did and then ended up staying there while he slept and got him ready to head out on his next lap with a group of other runners.
I got back to the race around 12:30pm Saturday and was happy to be able to see Jenn come through between lap 3 and 4 of her 50 miler as well as Steve F. between lap 3 and 4, Patty between lap 2 and 3 of her 100km, also saw Grace come through a lap on her 100km, not sure what lap she was on actually, might have been 3. Also saw many other people I knew in various stages of their race. David came through with Liz during all this and we got him set-up for his next lap with Michelle. At this point we know he’s behind schedule and know we need to start pushing him.
Soon after Shaun, Cody and Bogdan came through the finish of their 50km, the 3 of them had run the whole thing together. Steve F. also came through I almost missed him and cheered from the back of the tent. I had some warning before Jenn came up for her 50mile finish so I was able to get the flag out and wave it for her, she killed it!
It’s then a waiting game for David to come through again. During this time Gemma took a look at his schedule and the time left. He’d have to stay under 4 hours per loop in order to have 1 hour of play time to come in on time. Not a lot to work with so we immediately know he’s not getting the nap that was originally planned between laps 12 and 13.
Patty comes through finishing her 3rd lap while we’re waiting. Steve F. is still hanging around from his 50miler ready to hang with Patty through her next lap. Just before 7 David comes up, about the same time Scott, his overnight pacer, shows up with fresh food. We don’t waist too much time getting him ready but his quads are bothering him so he does head over to a friend for a quick massage before I head out with him on his next lap.
Having never paced before I was nervous for this. He’d told me a few days previously I’d need to stay ahead of him. Michelle also told me to run ahead when we’re close to one of the aid stations to get food ready for him. So with that in mind got ahead of him and we made our way down the hill. He was not happy with the downhill but once at the bottom he started to jog. I then spent the loop trying to stay a head of him but not too much. I’m not very chatty so I was worried about this, but hoped he realized going into it. I updated him on the other Burlies and would shout out anything else I could think of every so often. He was directing me on parts of the trail which I found funny, but having gone through it 12 times already he knew which sides of the trial was better for the mud.
I ran ahead to the first aid station and asked them to get food ready. They mentioned they also had tortellini now after confirming it was nut/soy free I ran back and asked if he wanted that. He did so I ran back got that for him, he ate that there and then took soup for the road. He was making great time on this first half. I ran ahead once again as we were heading back to the first aid station, he said he wanted tortellini and had enough of the soup. Unfortunately they only had sauced ready which had nuts in it so one of the volunteers scooped up just the noodles from the soup and I gave that to him instead. His quads were still bothering him and the lady who’d massaged him before the loop suggested child’s pose. One of the volunteers had a yoga mat for him and he got down into child’s pose. It didn’t look much like child pose by that point so I asked if he wanted me to push on his back. He did and asked me to count to 10 and then do it again. Got him up and then carried on. We were heading into the tougher part of the course but were making great time. We started the lap after 7 and had cleared the first 10k by 8:59. I was determined to get him through the second half in under 2 hours. He sent me ahead again before the next aid station, he wanted to do child’s pose again, no one had a yoga mat but we got a box set-up instead. I also checked what food they had, they didn’t have anything warm, the best they had were some pirogies but they didn’t have the package anymore so I didn’t want to offer them to him unsure if they were nut/soy free. After child’s pose he picked at some fruit and carried on. I was hoping I could push him through the stick of the lollipop since he’d slowed a bit with the rollers through G. Donald & Reforestation but with all the mud it was down to a hike for most of it. We did pass a ton of runners through here including Steve and Patty once again (who we’d passed near the start), which I think helped him a bit, even though it was dark by this point and we couldn’t tell who was who half the time, he tended to pick it up a bit whenever we came across others.
He was really strong on uphills right to the end so we came through the 3 sisters pretty well but they tired him out a bit and we hiked a lot of the top portion but I did get him to eat some of the food he had on him. He then told me he wanted to start running again once the terrain flattened out and then run the downhill. I knew by the pace he was doing on the other downhills they must have been bothering him so I was surprised by this but ready to run down with him. Getting out of the stick we meet Scott at the aid station. I had texted him earlier while running ahead to that aid station to see if he could bring down a yoga mat but the reception is spotty there so he didn’t get it until later. He tossed off some encouragement to David and then headed back up the hill ahead of us to get ready for his turn.
Though he had slowed a bit in the second half his pace was still good and I was able to get him through the lap before 11. He wanted another massage before heading out again but we couldn’t find her so Gemma did what she could while he ate. Scott asked for any advice I had. I told him about the aid station with tortellini, pushing down very lightly for child’s pose, that he was strong on the uphills but slower on the downhills and to run all the flats.
Once they were off I headed back to my car and took off in search of food. I’d completely forgotten to eat before my loop with him so at this point I’m a bit out of it from lack of sleep (only got about 5 hours after the wedding) and lack of food all day. Ended up at McDonalds, I ordered an extra burger and fries incase David wanted them later. I then headed back to the race parking lot and napped in my car, nearly missing his next lap – cozier than I thought in there! The burger came in handy as he requested one to Scott when they were only a few k away, without much time Gemma sent out a desperate message on FB after not hearing from me and when I woke up I came running over saying I had one.
Saw Greg was also at the tent, he was waiting for Patty to finish. David came up and we quickly got him ready for his next lap. While that happened Greg had disappeared so I chatted with Tim while waiting for him. He finally re-appeared, Patty must have texted him she was close as he’d run down to meet her. He’d come up to the finish ahead of her to get a photo. I hung around for a few minutes after her finish and then I headed back to my car for another nap.
Up around 6am I got changed, getting ready to head out for his final lap. I was out of clean clothes by this point and the only light-weight stuff I had was still wet from my lap with him early. Long sleeve hooded shirt would have to do.
We had a whole crew of Burlies ready to come out with him for his last loop and more that joined him along the way. I was holding back tears pretty much the whole lap thinking about how awesome the Burlies are and about how David was going to finish this crazy thing and under time. Like the night before, David was really strong on the first half, at one point running so strong the rest of us were kind of like whoa okay, we are RUNNING. His mind was sharp the whole way too, even though there were parts he wasn’t talking much, he still managed to give Matthew the finger when Matthew said he was tired from his 25k the day before, great moment. He had a bunch of fruit at the Martin Rd aid station and we gave him a straight pack of sugar which helped a lot it seemed as we actually got some full sentences out of him soon after, so we kept feeding those to him.
Still strong on the uphills he got through the 3 sisters quickly – after a mild panic with some unleashed dogs. The hardest part was getting him down the lollipop as the downhills were really bothering him by this point and the poles weren’t being of any use. Down and out of the lollipop for the last time we reward him with more sugar.
Finally back onto the road and that’s an emotional moment as he makes his way toward the hill for the last time. At the bottom of the hill we get him in front of us so he can lead us all up. We see Dan 1/3 up with his camera recording the climb he’s on a lookout and comes down to meet us to get some closer shots. About halfway up the hill you can see the cheer section and they start going crazy once they see us coming around the bend. Someone has the Burly flag out waving him home. Right near the top he hands off the poles ready to run through the finish.
An incredibly emotional journey we all let our the tears we’d been holding back all morning. I was so proud to have been there to witness this amazing accomplishment and to help and cheer on all the other Burlies. And I’m so proud of my entire crew in everything that went on this weekend and the amount of love and support that came out of that tent. I shared this on the Burly Facebook page after the race.
Just want to say how proud I am of everyone who was at Sulphur this weekend, whether you raced, paced, crewed, volunteered or all of the above. The amount of support coming out of that tent was amazing. I witnessed so many people 100% there for others, even those they never even met before. You should all be so proud of what was accomplished this weekend. Now let’s take a nap!
On Sunday November 13 I participated in my first proper trail race, the 6 hour BadAss run part of the Fat Ass Trail Race in Batawa, ON. This is a 6.5km course you run as many times as you can in 6 hours.
(I’m sorry this report is long I tried to trim it but failed, I like details okay!)
I first heard about the race from a Twitter friend (@erinmcdougall)when I was tweeting about wanting to find a 25k trail race to run in prep for a 50k next Spring. It wasn’t one I had heard of as it’s a small race located in a small town. I was instantly intrigued as it was the only local(ish) trail race that had a date that worked well for me. Also, since it was still a ways out in terms of training, the 6hour was looking mighty tempting.
I put out the word on the Burly Facebook group about this race to see if anyone was interested, quickly had a few people commit so I knew I’d run this, it was just a matter of picking between 25k and 6 hours. 25k seemed like a smarter choice but 6hours was real tempting. What finally pushed my decision was when the race organizers announced the first 30 to sign up for the 6hour would get a free hat. I needed the hat.
Flash forward to Saturday, myself and the 4 other Burlies who were registered to run carpooled out for the 2 hour drive to Quite West. Our first stop was Tri & Run Sports in Trenton where we picked up our race kits. Myself and two other Burlies would be running the 6hour run the next day. Our kit was a black BadAss scarf, a Fat Ass soup mug, a GU gel, travel Dove body wash, a piece of halloween chocolate and of course, the BadAss hat!
The two other Burlies who would be participating in the distance races had registered with the no-swag option (only 20 bucks!), otherwise they would have received the same soup mug we got.
Done at Tri & Run (after lingering to look at everything, and pet their dog!) we decided to make a stop at the ski hill before heading to our AirBnB. Two reasons, so we could check out the hill, and so we’d know our route the next morning.
We got to the ski hill and after consulting the Strava of runner from last year were relived to learn we would NOT be running up the actual ski portion of the hill. That thing was STEEP. We found the trail path up to the side of the ski runs which looked much less like we would die. Relief.
We then drove over to the AirBnB, checked the place out (bedrooms and bathrooms galour!), got our stuff inside and chatted for a bit before heading back to Trenton to get dinner. We had a reservation at Tomasos where we would be meeting up with Erin from Twitter along with his wife, and 2 neighbours one of whom would also be running the race the next day.
Tomasos is an Italian restaurant which worked perfectly for me as it meant I got to have my now traditional pre-race chicken parm. I then decided I also need apple crisp for dessert, yum.
After dinner we headed back to our AirBnB and got ready for the next morning before heading to bed.
I was a little worried heading into this race as I didn’t feel as rested as I should have on Saturday morning. I think it was lingering result of maybe pushing it a bit too hard up some hills on my run the Sunday before. I headed to the pool Saturday to see if I could shake that out, after 500m I felt like I needed to stop and headed into the hot tub to try to relax and stretch out the stiffness. It did the trick and I felt fine afterwards!
So Sunday I woke up just before 6 after a decent sleep, got ready, had my two slices of toast with peanut butter which I’d been eating through this cycle and then had a banana just before leaving.
We got to the ski hill just before 7 and headed inside to stay warm and listen to the pre-race announcements on how the day would go.
A few minutes before race start we headed outside to the ‘start line’ which was a tent where the aid station was set up. The morning actually felt surprisingly nice, temperature was only at 4C I believe but it didn’t feel cold at all. I had my thin wind breaker on but decided I didn’t even need to bother starting with it which I was glad to do since it meant 1 less thing to worry about after a lap or two. I did decide to keep my gloves on though but those are easier to take off than a jacket under a pack.
At 7:30 we were off making our way across the base of the ski hill, almost immediately I noticed no other women were in front of me and only a few men. Well this is different, I’ll be getting passed a lot now. We quickly made it to the base of the hill, I started walking immediately, I had zero plans to run this hill (or any hill) at all. A few of the men made an attempt to run up some of it but soon everyone was hiking up the hill. We rounded the bend in the hill, yeah it kept going. Aand continued to go up a little bit as we rounded the next bend onto the single track.
Finally at the top, things got interesting. We had a pretty late fall here so the trees have only just lost their leaves (and some are still hanging on) this meant a lot of fresh leaves on the trail. A lot of fresh leaves on some technical trail. They were doing a fabulous job of covering all the rocks on the trail. Oh boy this isn’t going to be fun later. This section was a slow gentle downhill until we got to the major downhill. A treacherous path made all the more treacherous by knee deep leaves. Stumbling our way down that I was so shocked I didn’t completely eat it on the root ‘steps’. We’re then into an opened gravel/grass trail before heading back into the woods. Much less rocks through this section, yay! There was a slight incline through here but nothing much, I would later take that incline as a walk opportunity but didn’t really notice it the first go. We were then back out in the grass/gravel. sliiight incline I’m pretty sure I didn’t notice at all the first time or two (definitely did by lap 5 though!) then we round a bend and head down (yay!). Can see the aid station from this point, once down the little hill we round another bend and head straight towards it. I ignored this aid station until lap 5 when I decided I’d try some Coke and see what happens (nothing did so I kept at it!) but the volunteers were amazing and quickly learned who we all were, fun!
Past the aid station we head back into the woods, hill here, I walked this one from the start, then it immediately goes back down. On either lap 2 or 3 I almost had an epic fall. The down had some roots and my foot got caught on one and then my other food got caught on that foot. Panic. Race. Falling. Downhill. Luckily a foot got free and caught me before I face planted and rolled downhill. And even more luckily it was a safe catch and not one that resulted in more pain than a fall would have caused.
Down the hill out of the forest we hit some ATV trail which were dry but made from some careful footing as the ridges were deep. Ran along here for a little ways then hit some flat rocks which signalled that my favourite stretch was coming up (NOT). After rounding a bend you hit a long, straight gravel stretch of boring. Single row of small evergreens on each side line the trail. There was also these little tiny rolling waves for part of it I knew right form the start they would be damn annoying later (and also had me thinking they would be run to bike through). On and on and on it went and I can see the end of this stretch pretty much the whole time, NOT GETTING ANY CLOSER.
Finally out, round a bend and then we’re going up a little hill which I ran up the first loop and decided that was stupid and I was never running up it again. At this point we see the same aid station again and they direct us to a trail on the right instead of going straight which would be back the way we came from. This little trail leads back into the forest, yay! and back to more hidden rocks and roots, boo!
Here we hit one hill, then a section of very large roots that are VERY easy to trip over. Then it’s time to climb back up the other side of the ski hill. Oh boy. First time up this was actually the worst of them all. Everything hurt trying to hike it, even my back. And there was rocks under the leaves my feet would slip on. It’s long, its steep, it gets steeper, it flattens out and then nope it’s steep again. At the top there’s the chair lifts, run by them and then start heading down the hill. Woo downhill! Decent downhill here, a little steep and its got some small loose stones but I don’t feel like I might face-plant like on the other side. Once we’re down the hill we cross in front of the ski hill by the start line aid station and do it all again!
Something to be said for the small loops. It didn’t get boring, it was actually really nice. While the first lap felt terrifying through the rocky sections, after a couple laps you know where everything is and don’t really even think about it anymore. Oh yup stick to this side of the trail there’s no rocks and less leaves. Stick to the far left on that treacherous downhill you avoid most of the trouble there. Oh there’s the fallen over tree hole. Nope I’m good for water, thanks though! There’s a root here that’s what caught my foot that time. This is the straight flat part this still sucks, just keep running. Hill here remember we’re walking this from now on. Hi bearded man, nope still good on water-did you say chips? Up this hill okay now careful watch out for the roots. Okay up the ski hill, lets try the left side, yes the left side is way easier to get up. Yay top! Downhill and another lap done!
I was also really happy when I determined on my 3rd lap I would be into my 4th lap before the distance races started. This meant when they reached me they’d already be spread out. I did not enjoy the 4th lap though. Well I did the first 1/3 because I chatted with another runner a bit through here (found out he’s race buddies with a woman from the Monday MEC runs, guess this is a small community!). But once past the aid station for the first time I started to feel tired. And then all the passers. Also stressful because I knew no BadAss woman had gotten in front of me yet by this point and was pretty sure none had been ahead of me at the start (though I would doubt this through the whole race). So every time I hear someone behind me I worried it was another BadAss runner. So I was real happy to start lap 5 and have that be done with. Of course lap 5 was my worst lap time-wise as the fatigue set in good through here. This is when the desperate ‘sure I’ll have some coke’ came in. The chips I brought for this race weren’t very salty so my nutrition was a bit off as I was craving salt more than usual, luckily I had Nuun on me. I had to keep reminding myself to eat too. I think because I wanted salt I didn’t really care to eat my sweet waffle cookies.
Lap 6 and 7 were better as adrenaline started to kick in, being pretty sure I was in first kept me going and got me from walking too much. I think I probably should have walked a bit more in the first couple of laps. Minus the ski hills the rest of the course was a lot flatter than I’m use to training on and generally in training I only walked when there was a hill or I was eating (even then I tried to plan eating for the uphill walks). So less hills meant I ran the majority of the loops taking less walk breaks than normal, which is why in later laps I took the opportunity to walk even the smallest of inclines.
At the second pass of the aid station on lap 6, I’m not entirely sure how much is left of the course, 2k? (It’s less) and we’re closing in on 5 hours which means I’m telling myself I’m going to have the haul ass to get in lap 7 in time. My goal for the race was 7-8 laps so I’m of course laughing at myself during this moment because I must have been crazy to think 8 was an achievable goal (not really, would have depended on the course but, race brain). I cross by the start again with I think 57 minutes to go. I’d remembered checking my watch partway up the skill hill and having 4:11 at lap 6. This meant I’d done it in about 55 minutes (did it in 53 per race results). This had me stressed, so of course lap 7 went pretty well. Freaking out that I’d miss the 6 hour cut off, freaking out another woman would come up and pass me, take first place AND I’d miss the cut off. Freaking out because I’m a terrible judge on distance and didn’t make mental marks on anything throughout the course. How much is left from here, 5k? OMG I ONLY HAVE 30 MINUTES TO RUN 5K!? Wait no, that can’t be right… And then also excitement of, this is the last time I climb my way down this, THIS IS THE LAST TIME I HAVE TO RUN THIS STRAIGHT FLAT PART, KEEP RUNNING! This is the last time I’ll see bearded man, awww! Last hill climb! Last hill climb!
I’ve done it! I’ve done it! I’ve run over a marathon! I just have to run down and then I get to turn to the finish! And I’m under time!
I was a bit choked up coming down the hill for the last time – closest I’ve ever come to crying during a race. But all the Burlies are done their races by this time so they’re there cheering for me so I cross the finish with a jump! I’m all happy I just finished my longest run ever and have friends there cheering for me and then the RD comes over and hands me my plaque!
I had done it! Top Female BadAss!
I don’t think I’ll ever cherish a race item more. This one means a lot to me. First real trail race, first time over the marathon distance, first time winning overall. The thought of that plaque kept me going through the end. Leading up to the race Burly mates kept saying I’d take it and I was convinced they were dead wrong, I was convinced they were dead wrong even while in first throughout the race. I thought there was no way there had to be someone in front I’d missed and there would definitely be someone behind me who was much better as pacing themselves and would come up and pass me. I’m shocked and amazed I won it. I don’t care how small the race was, it’s still something I achieved. The second place woman came in 5 minutes behind me, she could have easily taken it if I hadn’t kept pushing in the last couple laps. While running the race I didn’t feel like I deserved a top overall at this point in my running career, but I was going to fight for it. You can’t spend an entire race holding first and then not fight to hold on to it until the end no matter what you feel. So I guess I did deserve it!
Now the race is done and I can confirm the trail marathon does hurt far less than a road marathon. I’m still stiff and feeling like I went up and down a ski hill 14 times but I can walk around and go up and down stairs almost as well as a normal person. I was both sad and relieved during the race that I wouldn’t have a chance of hitting 8 laps for 52km. I’m really proud of what I accomplished. My first trail race on unfamiliar trails I knew ahead of time 8 laps would be a stretch goal and after running the course once I knew there’d be no chance, not with those 2 giant climbs, hadn’t done quite enough hill hiking for that.
I’m looking forward to my winter training cycle and researching 50ks I can run in the Feb-April time frame, looking at USA races right now. There’s A LOT, it’ll probably take me awhile to pick one but that’s fine, plenty of time. I’m going to do some recovery this week and next then just maintain what I’ve built/do whatever I feel like for a little bit.
7×6.5km – 45.5kms in 05:52:15
1/14 women, 7/27 overall
Lap 1: 00:45:53
Lap 2: 00:48:32
Lap 3: 00:48:16
Lap 4: 00:50:56
Lap 5: 00:55:10
Lap 6: 00:53:04
Lap 7: 00:50:24
Shoes: Merrell All Out Crush
Clothing: UA Heat Gear long sleeve, Burly Sugoi singlet, Old Navy capris, WrightSock Double Layer Coolmesh II, Chaos Tubular Headwear, Lululemon run gloves (for 2 laps)
Pack: Ultimate Direction Adventure Vest
~750ml Nuun Lemon Lime
~1.75L of water
2.5 Honey Stinger Gingersnap Waffles
2 Apple Cinnamon Carbo Boom Gels
1/2 snack bag of kettle chips + few BBQ flavour
2 red Jube Jubes
4 Dixie cups of coke
Thanks to the race directors for putting on such a great race! And special shout-out to the aid-station volunteers I’m sorry I over-packed my pack and didn’t interact with you all more! And big thanks for the post-race massage!