A Full Report

Well, it’s been a couple days, so I think I can properly reflect on my race experience now. My muscles are barely sore and I believe I’ve erased the sleep deficit I built up Friday and Saturday. The hard patches of the race are fading in my memory already and I am still focused on the bright spots.

Let’s see…G and I dropped Lucy off at day care and met up with the 3rd runner in our vehicle, Valor. We headed up to Bellingham and arrived with tons of time to spare. Our other vehicle left earlier as they ran the 1st three legs of the race. We waited for them to arrive at a lovely seaside park in Bellingham. There were numerous teams hanging out and lots of great costumes, decorated vans, etc. Eventually, Anand ran in to the exchange point and Valor took off on his 1st leg. G ran next and flew with sub 8-minute miles for the full 11.2 miles he ran. Wow. I took over a little before 8 pm for my first leg. It was also 11.2 miles and started along the scenic Chuckanut Drive. I even ran by a strawberry farm where the berries were fullly ripe. It smelled amazing. This section of my run was one of the highs: Chuckanut Drive at sunset. Gorgeous. I started off way too fast and my first couple miles were at about an 8-minute pace. I gradually slowed down, though my average was still 8:30/mile. By the time I finished, it was pretty dark and I happily handed off to Craig.

G, Valor and I set off to find food in Anacortes. We made the dubious decision to eat Mexican food and I suffered for it throughout the rest of the race. I didn’t have any major issues, but lots of stomach cramps and generally feeling yukky. After our hasty meal, we drove to our hotel room to try and catch a very brief nap before Valor’s next leg. We only had about an hour, and I was never able to sleep. I did lay there, which is more relaxing than not, but the hour was up way too soon.

At midnight, we quickly gathered our things and headed off to the next exchange point. Valor picked up running before 1 am and had the least pleasant leg of the whole race- 16.8 miles through the dead of night. Poor guy. G took over for a quick 7 miles through residential Anacortes. My night leg began around 4:15 am and was a very hilly 10 miles. I started off more slowly this time, though still struggled up some of the hills. Lack of sleep did not help my energy level! It was mostly a beautiful run, all along the coast and in some nice wooded areas. I love that time of morning, before the world has started to stir. The moon and stars were bright and the temperature was nearly perfect. The best part was crossing the Deception Pass Bridge as the sun started to rise. Totally breathtaking, and a tiny bit scary. The final stretch of that leg was all downhill (thank goodness, I was getting really tired!). After I handed off, we made a beeline for the hotel as we had a longer break and wanted to try to rest.

I decided to have a quick shower before laying down. Valor and G were already sleep by the time I finished. Sadly, I was not able to do more than doze for the next couple hours. Before I knew it, it was 9 am and time to get moving again. We grabbed a quick coffee from a rather incompetent barista and made our way down Whidbey Island to the next exchange. Valor struggled in his next leg and COMPLETELY ran out of energy. He walked the last mile or so and was as white as a sheet when he came in. I made him eat about 1,000 calories and he bounced back in no time. G again amazed us with his speed and finished up his last leg of 11.2 miles. My turn again. The last section of the whole race was mine to run. Just 8.1 miles (though my GPS said it was 8.4). Definitely the hardest, and also the least scenic. I slogged through it and only walked up one hill. Finally, the finish was in sight. G and my other 4 teammates were waiting to join me and we all ran the last few hundred yards together.

All this was followed by picture taking, some beer and pizza. We didn’t linger too long as G and I were anxious to get home and pick up Lucy. We were just in time to put Lucy to bed, then grabbed some food and showers before crashing ourselves. Lucy was a dear and treated us to 2 great nights of sleep in a row. Boy did we need it! The whole event was a great experience. I’m not convinced I would do the ultra version again (as an ultra team we ran twice as many miles as we would on a regular team), but otherwise it was a lot of fun. On one hand, it’s nice to do a different kind of event w/ gorgeous scenery and largely friendly teams. The down side is you actually do a large portion of the running completely alone.

But yes, I’d do it again. And we did surprisingly well in the overall results– 85th out of 142 teams (only 7 of which were ultra teams).

Related:

G’s report

Prathap’s photos (he was on another related team)

Michael’s photos (also on the other team)

Ragnar Photos


Smooth
I’m feeling much better after doing this all day: sleep, eat, short walk, repeat. Incidentally, the t-shirts for the relay race say “run, drive, sleep, repeat”. Or something like that. It’s pretty accurate save for that part about sleep! Anyway, detailed report is yet to come, but here are G’s photos of the race.

DONE


Danika on the final haul
Someone remind me what possessed us to sign up for this ultra relay? I am BUSTED. Done. Beat.

Ran 29.2 miles. No sleep since Thursday night. It was really hard work. With some awesome highs. I’m sure I’ll have more to say when I have a bit more energy. Right now, I’m planning to spend the majority of my day on the couch with periodic trips to the kitchen for food.

Ragnar, Baby!

In about 24 hours, G and I will be starting the Ragnar relay race. For once, I will permit people to call me crazy, as this is one of the weirder things I’ve ever done. It’s 187-odd miles, 6 runners, 24+ hours. The whole thing kicks off tomorrow at noon. G and I are runners 5 and 6, which means we’re the last on our team (also means I get to cross the finish line when it’s all over). By way of training, I’ve done very little that’s specific to the relay aspect. I’m hoping I’ll be fine on my endurance base. The legs I’m running were changed by the race coordinators at the last minute and I’m now running a total of 29.2 miles (down from 34).

In order to psych myself up, I’ve been reading a few accounts from other relay races put on by the same group (here and here). They make it sound just a little insane, and a whole lot of fun. Wish us luck, and pray that Lucy is an utter angel in our absence.

Hot Hot Hot

It’s still bloody hot here. Not sure what the actual high was today, but it was pretty darn close to 90, if not higher. G and I woke up bright and early to start Seafair at 7 am. They had some snafus with the shuttle buses to the start and I was very glad we didn’t rely on them. As it was, they started the race about 15 minutes late. I was anxious to get going before it got too hot!

The course was new this year and started by crossing the 520 bridge over Lake Washington. It was a stunning view and just starting to get pretty warm. After the first few minutes, I ran the whole race solo. G had a great time for the half (about 1:46). My split times were nearly identical: for each 1/4 of the race I ran 1:02, 1:03, 1:03 and 1:04. The whole thing took me about 4:13. Official results here. Not half bad, all things considered.

I liked the new course, although they clearly had some issues with the organization. I’m not sure what the temp was when I finished, although the bank I ran past said it was 90. In any case, it was REALLY hot. Fortunately, there was lots of shade in the early parts of the course. Miles 21 and up, though, were rough. Full sun, no breeze.

Anyway, I felt great (if hot) for the most part. G surprised me and jumped in to run the last half mile with me. It was great to see him there since I had no other support on the course. After I finished, we didn’t linger long and started the journey back to Seattle to get Lucy.

After a quick stop for lunch we picked up the girl and came home for showers and some down time. We then attempted to go out for a) ice cream (shop closed due to AC malfunction) and b) margaritas (restaurant not open). We finally ended up at Tutta Bella where we couldn’t even get a draft beer (their CO2 was broken). Geesh! Ah well, we managed to down some pizza, salad and gelato and are now firmly ensconced in our Adirondack chairs. As G said, “I feel great, as long as I’m not moving!”

Super duper thanks to Phillipa and Tim for watching Lucy (and at 5.45 am, no less!).