House of the Sun - Trail Run

I just returned from a week of running around Maui.  When I wasn't fleeing to the hills to avoid the incoming tsunami, I managed to get in two nice trail runs and a bunch of very boring road runs.

We were staying in West Maui, and I was really disappointed in the lack of trails there despite 5000' peaks forming a backdrop.  It is either private or forest reserve land with no public trails.  Most of the trail runs I found were on the other side of the island which meant a hefty car ride to get over there.  Since taking the car meant I would be leaving my family stranded, I picked one day for running the "grandaddy" of trail runs on Maui....the Haleakala Crater.

Ever since I got into mountain/trail running in CO, I find myself seeking the highest peaks anywhere I travel.  On Maui, that would be the Pu'u'ula'ula Summit "Red Hill" (10,023').  After reading several guide books, the recommended strenuous "long hike" was to drive up and start at the summit, hiking down into the crater about 3500' before hiking back up and out 1500' for a total one-way trek of about 12 miles.  I have a real problem starting a trail run at the summit, since in my mind, that's the reward.  I also was looking for a long run, so I ran it the other way making it a 25 mile run in about 4:56.  The guide book indicated it should take 9 hours to hike it one way.  While I was prepared for a long slog, I'm glad much of the terrain was runnable and I managed fairly even splits of about 2:30.

This run had everything I simply love about trail running.  There is no better way to see Haleakala than by foot.  Running around a volcano crater between 6500-10,000' was an incredible adventure.  At first glance, the landscape is barren.  But the colors and diversity within the crater were a feast for the eyes. 

The map and run stats.

I left our condo at 4:40am and pulled into the Halemau'u trailhead (7990') a little after 6:00am.  There were two cars in the parking lot, but no people.  It was cool (40's), so I donned my arm bands and gloves and started out with just enough light to see the rocky trail clearly.

Haleakala is often in the clouds.  I was hoping for a clear day, but these clouds were advancing fast.  Thankfully, they blew through and I had mostly sunny skies all day.

After the first mile, you get a look into the crater below.  There are two halves to the crater.  The green one and the brown one.  You can tell which one this is.  While running along this cliff/ridge, I had a hard time believing that I was actually going to be dropping down there.  It seemed much higher than a 1500-1600' drop.

The trail down the cliff was awesome and awfully frightening  All switchbacks with the sharp drop-off never more that a foot or two away.  This pic is blurry, but I liked how it shows the trail & drop-off.

I made it down and was treated to some soft, dirt singletrack to let my feet recover a bit.  The clouds were still blowing through, but it made for a dramatic effect on the mountains/cliffs.

Don't let all the green fool you into thinking this crater isn't chock full of rocks...the sharp and jagged lava kind.

Having gradually climbed about 1000', I stopped to take a look back at where I came from.

And then turned back to look at where I was heading.  Time for the brown side.  

This is probably as close as I'll come to running on the moon.

Once the sun came out, the brown tones gave way to the red dirt.  The summit is straight ahead and up.  The trail takes a much more roundabout way of getting there.

Yes, I set the camera up on a rock and then ran back down the trail to get this shot.  Cheesy for sure.  I guess I wanted to document my efforts at getting some sun on my white thighs!

On a spur trail that connects to the Sliding Sands trail...that leads to the summit.  Eventually.

This rare plant/flower is the Silversword and found only on the slopes of Haleakala between 7000-9000'.  I had seen pictures of it prior to the run, but didn't really get what all the hype was about.  When you see it up close the iridescent sheen of each "sword" is quite incredible.  Add some rain droplets and a glisten from the sun and it is a sight to take in.  Sadly, this plant will produce one flower and then die.  

Silverswords from above.

Now heading up the Sliding Sands trail to the summit.  I understand how it got its name.  At times I felt like I was running on the beach.

I made it...almost.  You get off the Sliding Sands trail around 9800'.  You then have another quarter mile & 200' to climb on a paved road to the summit.  You hit this sign...and then there was still a 23' climb to a summit house.

The weather/astronomy station just below the summit.  I believe it is run by NOAA and the University of Hawaii.  It is not open to the public.

Crater view from the summit.

After refilling my water bottles/bladder and chugging another two bottles at the visitors center, I started my return trip.  I decided I wanted to take some time to explore the cinder cones.

There is a mile and half trail around the Ka Lu'u o ka 'O'o cinder cone.  You can see two people standing on the other side to get a feel for how deep it is.

Continuing my lap around with a shot back towards the summit.

On the return, I ventured around this very short off-shoot called the "Silversword Loop".  The clouds had briefly returned and created a cool effect with the silverswords glowing in the mist.  The pic doesn't do it justice.

There were many stretches of trail like this and worse.  I couldn't help but think that the crater would be the perfect place to train for Bandera!

Dropping back down into the "green" part of the crater.  The looming cliffs were coming back into view.

At this point in the run, it was hot and I felt like water was being squeezed out of me like a sponge.  The sun was beating down on those cliffs.

I was a little surprised at how fast I motored up the trail.  I ran a bunch and power-hiked the rest.  It was encouraging to be feeling strong at the end of a tough run.

This trail is not for those that have a fear of heights.

Needless to say, I really enjoyed this run.  Despite only passing a few other people all day, I loved the solitude.  Not once did I want to take out my iPod and listen to music.  There was something inside that wanted all my senses to be available for what the crater had to offer.  There were many trails I did not get to run.  In fact there is a 30+ mile loop of the entire crater that looks amazing.  I'm also daydreaming about a route that would go from sea to summit.  There's an informal ultra called the "Run to the Sun" that does just that, but it is on the road.  I'd prefer doing it on trails.

There was one other trail on Maui (Waihee Ridge) that I wanted to run but didn't have time.  It would have taken over an hour to get there for what looked like a 5 mile run.  I did run the Lahaina Pali trail (another post later this week), but I'd give it a 5/10 after running Haleakala.  If we ever get back to Hawaii, I'd love to visit Kauai for some running.  There's no shortage of amazing trails there.

Playaway

No Cassettes. No CDs. No Downloads. Just Play.

I stumbled upon these little devices at our local library (actually my girls tipped me off).  Do you get tired of listening to the same old tunes on long runs?.  You should give this a try.  Full books on a small, lightweight, plastic, single AAA powered mp3-like player.  It easily fits into the small pocket on my hydration vest.

Check it out:  Playaway
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Roxborough...with less snow

I made a spontaneous trip over to Roxborough on Sunday afternoon.  We only have two months left on our state park pass, so I thought I should start using it.

I started in the main parking lot and attempted to hit all the trails in the park.  There are many options connecting Roxborough to the Colorado and Indian Creek trails, but that will be for another day.

When I was there a few weeks ago, it was all snow.  This day I encountered every possible trail condition.  Dry, mud, puddles, ice, and snow.  Did I miss anything?  It didn't matter.  I simply love running there.

 From the South Rim Trail Loop.

 From Carpenter Peak.

 Running the lap around Powerlines.

 That's about 12" of snow.

 Thankfully there were only a few short stretches like this.

 Coming down the Elk Valley Trail.

 Was loving the afternoon sunlight on the rocks.

 Finished with a cool down loop on the Fountain Valley Trail.

Run Stats Here

Red Hot 55k - Race Report

I didn't know quite what to expect of this race.  I was amped to be running in Moab, but only felt fully recovered from Bandera about 12 days prior.  I got in a few 15 mile runs in between the races, but most of my runs fell in the "I'm still feeling run down and hope I don't hurt myself" category.

Looking at the finishing times from the last few years, I felt a sub-5:30 was attainable with a solid, but not hard effort.  Once the race started, I felt like I was in for a good day, and my thoughts immediately shifted to a 5:00 goal.  Well, I split the difference with a 5:16 and given it was my first time on that course, I'm happy.

I've never had a race where I crossed the finish line and immediately wanted to sign up to run it again.  I loved running in Moab as the scenery was spectacular, running surfaces varied, elevation changes manageable, and the distance was just long enough to provide plenty of time to soak it all in.  It will be difficult to keep this race off my 2012 list.

Saturday morning's weather featured temps in the 40's with serious wind (sustained 10-30 mph...all day) and spitting rain.  Everyone was shivering and just wanted to get running to warm up.  I had picked Todd G up at his hotel and we met up with Aaron K at the start.  After warming in the car a bit, we all made our way to the start.

The rain stuck around for about an hour and a half.  The first 18 or so miles are predominantly on rough jeep roads, so we never had to contend with the slippery rocks in the picture above.  This part of the course allowed plenty of room for everyone to spread out and get in their groove.

No more than 10 minutes into the race, I bumped into Rob G.  I chased Rob for the last 15 miles of Silver Rush last year and never caught him as he finished a minute ahead of me.  We chatted for a good 30 minutes while we ran.  He's giving the LT100 another shot this year, so I tried to glean as much wisdom from him that I could.

The lady above in purple is Tressa from Boulder (5th place woman).  She was running a solid pace, so from about miles 8-25, I tried to keep her in my sights.  Every time I caught up to her, she'd shoot off and take the lead right back.

Mile 10...and we're back at the start.  Well not really, but it was cool to see how high we had climbed.  It was around now that I started listening to some tunes (first time in a race).  I enjoyed it, but felt very anti-social in the stage of the race that usually I chat a bit with other runners.  A funny moment came when somehow the "Beer Barrel Polka" got queued up and started playing.  I'm not much of a polka person, but man, I had to use some willpower to resist the urge to start dancing.  It was awesome to be having my own little Oktoberfest polka party and no one knew!  Maybe they could have seen my hands bouncing the polka.

Around miles 19-20, the race transitioned to slickrock running.  I knew this was coming, but I wasn't quite prepared for the challenges it presented.  Route finding is difficult to say the least.  They marked the course very well with pink tape, but with no "trail" to follow whatsoever, any momentary zoning out could find you way off course.  There were also many more short & steep climbs.  This stretch of the course finds you running to the south the whole time.  Well, that was the direction the stiff wind was coming from.  The resistance reminded me of running Pikes last year when the wind was brutal above treeline.

Hey look...it's Tressa again!  I would end up passing her and another guy, Jason, around mile 25.  It was a huge confidence boost to feel like I was running strong towards the end.  Well, I learned there's A LOT of race left in those last 9 miles!  I also didn't care for being the one in charge for route finding after I passed them.  It was so much easier letting them figure it out and I could just follow.

Slickrock for miles!

Getting closer to the finish now.  With about 6 miles to go, I really got away from my calorie intake.  I found myself thinking that with only six miles, I could push through anything.  With 3-4 miles to go, the lunacy of that thought came back to bite me.  I started bonking and in my now cloudy brain, I didn't think to eat something to fix it.  I fumbled along until I decided to take a gel with 1.5 miles to go.  While that started to kick in, Tressa and Jason both passed me and left me in a pool of self-pity.  I was able to kick it up a notch or two, but not nearly enough to catch back up to them!

I finally snapped a pic of one of these ridiculous looking 4X4 vehicles navigating ridiculous climbs on the rock.  I can tell you I would rather run the rocks any day...than get tossed to and fro in one of those trucks.

After crossing the finish line, I immediately grabbed the clothes in my sweat bag to layer up.  The rain started back up and combined with the wind, my body temp was dropping fast.  Lo and behold I noticed they were serving hot potato and artichoke soup in breadbowls.  Normally, I can't eat anything substantial for hours after a race.  I grabbed some soup and started wolfing it down.  It was the most delicious soup I've ever had.

Overall, I had a great time in Moab.  I'm still looking for a race where I put all the pieces together.  Not one without issues or adversity, but just where I pace myself & fuel well.  Eleven weeks until the CP50 and I'm looking forward to recovering a bit before then starting a buildup to my summer races.  I feel like the worst of winter is over, and with a little more patience, excellent trail running is right around the corner.

Red Hot 55k - Quick Update

It was a windy & rainy day here in Moab.  Despite battling 20-30 mph winds for most of the race, many people posted some nice times.  Todd G. and Aaron K. both went sub-5 hr.  I finished unofficially in 5:16.  If only it was a true 50k, I would have rocked it.  My wheels came off during the last 5k.

I took a bunch of pics during the race, but I can't get them off my camera right now.  So, here's a few I took with my phone while I cruised around Arches National Park after the race.

 

Buffalo Run

Daniels Park is tucked up high in between Highlands Ranch and Castle Pines.  It's not the kind of park with trails, but more of the drive up and check out the view of the entire front range while sitting at a picnic table type.  Most people think you have to head up I-70 when you get a hankering to see a herd of buffalo.  If they only knew that a bunch of the brown beasts call Daniels Park home, depending on where they live, could save themselves some driving.

A round trip run to DP nets me about a 7.75 mile run.  With slushy, sloppy trails from our 60 degree day, I opted to head up on Sunday for some smooth dirt road running.  No windbreaker, gloves, hat...or other winter paraphernalia was needed.  It was glorious to run free of the layers. 

 February in Colorado!

 There was a thin wire fence separating us.

One of favorite parts of a DP run.  Views of a majestic Pikes Peak.

Sunki Mountain Running Camp

Many runners who sign up for the LT100 set their sights on the under 25 hour big buckle.  On the surface, it seems like such an obtainable goal.  But when you look at the numbers, you quickly realize how elusive it can be.  I believe only about 15% of those who started last year, got the big buckle.

This will be my first LT100 and first 100 miler.  Should I just shoot for the under 30 hour finish?  Maybe.  Unfortunately that line of thinking doesn't really light a fire under my butt.  I can tell you shooting for an under 25 finish does.  Sitting here six months away from big day, I have the luxury of time to start planning now for how I'm going to make this goal a reality.

First off, I have a lot to learn from others who have been there.  Thankfully, there are gobs of race reports and other online resources to read.  The more you read about the LT100, the more you realize how many runners that succeed on other courses come to Pb and get humbled.  Next, I need to run many miles at elevation.  That's close to impossible right now, but come spring, I need to plan to go high as much as possible.  Finally, all ultras I've run to date have shown me the tip of the iceberg when it comes to fueling.  I still feel like a rookie in this area.  I have so much to learn, test out, and dial in here.

I recently heard about a four day mountain running camp in Leadville this May 25-29.  It is being run by Footfeathers & Lucho and looks like they've put a lot of thought and planning into providing runners a great opportunity to gear up for summer ultras.  My interest was piqued by the small size, personal attention, focus on the LT100 course, topics for discussion, and being joined by the men's & women's 2010 LT100 champs, Duncan & Liza.  How sweet it would be to sneak away for a few days of "higher" education from some folks whose paths I'd be honored to follow.

The camp is not cheap.  I debated for a few days on just going to the less expensive training camp offered by the LT100 organization...me and about 150 other people.  I also thought about scrapping both and just getting up to Pb more to run portions of the course on my own...flying by the seat of my pants style.  When comparing this opportunity to other options, it became clear to me that the camp was a step in the right direction towards the under 25 goal...not to mention a fun few days in the mountains.

I believe they have a couple spots open if anyone else is interested!

Roxborough Run

I vaguely remember telling Patrick G back in November that I wasn't sure how I was going to maintain my trail running once the snow hit.  Well, the snow has hit and I'm still runnin' trails.  Yes, it certainly is not ideal conditions, but man is it fun!

This morning I met up with Jim P, Jaime Y, and Scott J for a trek from the Sharptail Ridge trailhead over to Roxborough SP.  We hit up the Powerline-Carpenter Peak loop before heading back.

From the first step to the last, we were on snow.  The depths ranged from 1 inch to 1 foot.  There was plenty of slipping and sliding, but overall it was a tough workout and beautiful run in the hills (especially once we got to some nice, forested singletrack on the Powerline and Carpenter Peak trails).  Descending from CP was fast and fun.  Jaime wins the award for the best wipeout (although it was not witnessed by anyone).

 The boys working the ascent towards Powerline.

 Posing on the summit of CP.

About halfway down the CP trail. 

 Wearing my new Microspikes helped me plow through this snow.

 Towards the bottom of the CP trail.  I tried catching up to those fast guys to take a pic of them running, but this was the best I could do.

Love these rocks with snow on 'em.

The Map

Roxborough Run Stats

Minus Twelve = Treadmill

That's what our thermometer read this morning and it's only going to get worse before it gets better.  The treadmill is a last resort tool for me, and I hopped on it this morning for the first time in ten months.

I actually enjoyed it very much.  I just cruised for six miles at an 8:05 pace with the TM at a 2% grade.  For the first time in almost a month, nothing hurt while I ran.  Hmmmm...I might be on to something here.  Recovery by treadmill.  I'll be hitting it again for the next two days and I hope my body is pleased with that decision.

Mt. Falcon

Last weekend it was Deer Creek, and on Saturday it was Mt. Falcon.  Oh how I love hitting up these Front Range parks.  I'm sure after getting more regular in my visits, it won't be all that noteworthy.  For now it is.

I met up with Patrick, Jim, Todd, Brian, and Jaime for a loop that hits every trail (dubbed version 1 by Scott J.). While it was a little chilly in the parking lot, we were shedding layers quickly.  What a perfect day to be running in the mountains with friends.  The pace was quick, but sustainable.  I came away with 2:17 (moving time) for the 14 miles.

I was encouraged after this run because ever since Bandera, I've been nursing aches and pains pretty much all over.  My knee and hip have been the most problematic.  I was a little apprehensive about this run because Mt. Falcon can be so unforgiving.  While I felt my maladies a bit during the run, they were all kept in check and I'm none the worse today.  After a day of skiing at Winter Park, I got in another solid 10 late this afternoon to enjoy the last bit of our mild weather.

Now from almost 70 degrees on Friday, to a forecasted MINUS 17 degrees on Wednesday morning, I can't wait to see who the brave souls are that will run in this arctic blast!

Deer Creek

I got over the Deer Creek Canyon on Sunday afternoon for a completely refreshing run.  It was exactly what I needed after months on the same trails.  For the first 45 minutes, I couldn't stop asking myself why it has been 8 months since I've last driven the 20 minutes to run here!  I'm seriously considering committing to a weekly morning run at Deer Creek (and/or Mt. Falcon) this spring & summer.  I can probably get in 12-14 miles before work.

There was a nice mixture of snow & dry dirt to run on as shown by my pics below.  While the few lookouts over the plains were nice, I really found the most enjoyment running in the trees.  Once you get the initial climb over with, there's some splendid singletrack that is nothing but rolling fun.  With about 3 miles to go, I passed a guy (Todd Butler) for the second time.  We stopped and talked as he asked if I was running out in Moab next month.  It appears we both are, so it was nice to talk running ultras for a bit.  After about 10 minutes, I started getting the chills with the wind picking up, so we parted ways and I cruised back down to the parking lot.

 The wet.

 The dry.

The deer.

Run stats & map here.

Bandera - What I Learned...

I haven't been motivated to blog much lately.  I think the "coming down" from Bandera got me pretty good both physically and mentally.  I've been wanting to jot down my thoughts about what worked and what didn't, but everytime I sat down to do it, I just got up and found something else to do.  So here we go....

What I learned from Bandera...

My Training - I felt my training during November & December prepared me perfectly to go the distance.  Heading into it, I was not afraid of going 100K at all.  Due to the limited time I had to train, I committed to train exclusively on the trails around my house.  From a hills standpoint, it wasn't far off from what I encountered in TX.  What I learned is that I must acknowledge (and thus train for) the "challenge" of the course.  Every race has some unique challenge (big climbs, big descents, high elevation, etc).  Bandera's unique challenge was the rocks and I blew them off.  It was a mistake that I won't make again.  I will figure out the unique challenge(s) of future races/courses and adjust my training to incorporate it, even if it's not convenient to do so.

Shoes & Socks - I wore my La Sportiva Wildcats w/ Smartwool socks.  The decision on the socks was due to the probable rain.  I trained with them many times and appreciated the extra warmth on those mornings when it was freezing.  Well, on race day, the rain held off and it actually got quite warm at times (sunny and 60's).  After about 4 hours, my feet were sweating and swelling.  As a result, my toes ended up pressing against the ends of my Wildcats.  I'm sure all of that contributed to my blister mess.  Thanks Aaron for the reminder about Drymax socks, as I'm going to check them out.  I've also worn Injini's with good success.

Fuel Plan - My EFS liquid shot & water plan worked very well.  I had mixed up about 10 bottles and stashed them in drop bags.  I ended up sipping on the stuff all day.  I did experience stomach cramping yet again (miles 27-30...seems to be the magic miles for me), but I can't pinpoint the cause.  The only other things I had were several cups of coke throughout the second loop and  a small cup of chicken noodle broth around mile 52.   I tried two cola flavored Powerbar Gel Blasts, but they weren't going down well this time around.  While I was definitely moving at a snails pace at the end of the day, I don't believe it was fuel related.  With all that said, I can't say I felt confident my fuel plan would have worked for another 38 miles.  Still have some work to do here.

Electrolytes - I'm quite sure I got low in this area.  EFS is supposed to provide me adequate electrolytes, so I didn't plan on taking anything else.  As mentioned, it seemed hot out there, and I could feel the salt piling up on my skin.  Towards the middle part of the afternoon, something felt a little off  and I was plagued with "twangy" hamstrings.  I suspected electrolytes, so I popped an SCap.  I took one more an hour or two later.  Now that I've seen the pictures of my "white" navy blue hat, I can certainly see I wasn't getting enough salt for what I was pushing out.

Pace - In hindsight, I think I probably pushed a little too hard during the first loop.  I finished the first 50K loop in 4:54 (9:29/mile).  This is about 10-20 seconds per mile slower than what I ran all my long runs at.  I'm still a little stumped in knowing if running faster than my planned 10 min pace contributed to my feet issues, or if running slower would have produced the same results.

My Light & Garmin - My handheld light strapped to my wrist worked like a charm.  I needed it during one of the two most technical stretches and I had no issues seeing what I needed to see.  I can't say enough good things about this setup.  About 45 minutes after getting the "low battery" warning on my Garmin, I hooked up my external battery contraption.  It took about 2 minutes of walking to get it going.  You can see it in my race report picture with Joe...hooked to my hydration pack.  The big negative is that you can't see it without bending it up, which even still made it challenging to read.  I'm going to experiment with other placements on my pack.

Gaiters - I wore my DG gaiters for the first time in awhile  I figured they'd help with all the loose rock.  Not once in 12 hours did anything get in there.  During Pikes last summer, I had to stop to remove rocks from my shoes.  I'd much rather waste time during a race for some other reason.

Mental Stuff - I certainly got frustrated during the second loop when my feet blew up.  But overall, I was pleased with how I kept my head in the game all day.  I joked in my report about cursing the rocks during the last 10 miles, but during that stretch I also found myself saying...."hey, I signed up for this thing, trained by running over 600 miles in two months, paid money to fly down here....so quit your whining, harden up, and finish this thing as best you can."  I wouldn't call it a breakthrough moment, but it was an important one.  It's one of the main reasons why I feel I'm a better ultrarunner because of Bandera.

It's funny how the mind works after a race like this.  The video on my report has me saying I don't ever want to run there again.  Now, I start thinking about how I could have run it better....smarter.  If I addressed the feet issues, could I have kept my sub 10 minute pace going?  I guess there's only one way to find out.  Ha!  No, I'm not planning on going back...but I'm open to the idea!

Bandera Race Report

The Bandera 100k didn't turn out quite how I anticipated.  I had envisioned training hard, flying down there, kicking some butt, and coming home feeling quite proud of it all unfolding just as planned. Here I sit now feeling quite humbled by the whole thing. Oh, I heard all the warnings about the rocky course, but c’mon, how bad could it really be? I saw pictures of the course and there seemed to be just as many pictures of flat single track as there were of rocky spots. Can't I just power through the rocks and then recover on the flats?

The Texas Hill Country is beautiful. The town of Bandera is 50 miles NW of San Antonio, and there’s a reason they call it “the cowboy capital of the world.” You’re not going to find any big box stores, chain restaurants, or even common hotels. No, it’s like a page was ripped out of the old Wild West with a historic Main Street, open land sprawling as far as the eye could see, and dude ranches galore.

Instead of camping, I decided to get a room in town. Looking for something cheap, I settled on a place called the Bandera Bunkhouse on Main Street. It was a no frills small room with a bed, bathroom, broken TV, and a fridge. It was also located right next to the Bandera Saloon (which had a very large “Live Music” sign on the front). Sure enough, the music started pumping around 8:50pm and just kept on thumping. Thankfully I fell asleep at 10 and didn’t wake again until morning.

The weather was forecasted partly sunny in the morning, cloudy in the afternoon, and rain by late afternoon. Many of the runners chatted about finishing before the rain came. While that would be nice, I knew it was out of my control, so I felt prepared if the rain came.

When the race began, the lead pack was out of sight in a matter of minutes. The first 5 miles were very technical, climbing around Sky Island and Ice Cream Hill, but with fresh feet and loads of energy, the pack of 5 runners I was in plowed through it in no time. Then things ease up a bit for about 10-12 miles before having to pass over the “Three Sisters” and heading to Lucky Peak, Cairns Climb, and Boyles Bump. Those final 15 miles of the loop were technical yet again.

Okay, let’s talk about the rocks. I think it's just one of those things you need to experience in order to fully grasp what I’m talking about. But I’ll try anyway. The hills are short & steep. They feature climbs of a several hundred feet with no switchbacks. Now try to picture truckloads of golf ball, baseball, and softball sized rocks scattered over the trail. Some embedded, most not. Going up the hills was difficult, but coming down was nothing short of treacherous. Tripping and falling is not an option as it would probably end your race.  You can click here to see over 700 photos of the course, but you'll probably fall into the same trap I did thinking it isn't so bad.

Before moving on, I must mention the Sotul plant…or should I say cactus. This evil plant is everywhere and could not be avoided. It looks like the type of cactus we have here in Colorado (long green leaves with a sharp needle point), but the one difference is that the leaves are serrated. When running through the sotul you could just feel the leaves slice your legs…think paper cuts by the hundreds.

The Sotul

Just like a knife

Despite the rocks & sotul, I was enjoying my fresh feet & relaxed pace and life was good.  As I cruised over the rocks, I was pleased that it didn't seem to slow me down or have any negative effects.  But as the day wore on, the feet deteriorated as the freshness disappeared. This really hit me at mile 27. I had been running a great race, but I was halfway through that final 10 miles of technical climbing and my feet whispered politely to me that they were done. Not good when you’re facing another 35 miles.

I finished the first 50K in a respectable 4:54. I had a nice hotspot on my big toe, so I stopped to take off my shoe and address it. I’ve read about runners using duct tape to care for hotspots and blisters. I even brought some with me wrapped around my SCap bottle. What I failed to learn was exactly what to do with the duct tape! So I ripped off a square and stuck it to the bottom of my toe, put my sock back on and started running. Well, you could probably guess that the tape didn’t stay in place, and now I had a bunched up foreign object in there. It finally shifted into a spot that didn’t bother me, so I just kept trucking.

I was all alone on the second loop and my plan was to put on the iPod and just zone out a bit while I ran.  But to my dismay, it was announced at the trail briefing the night before that they have a new rule….no iPods! Needless to say, instead of zoning out to music, I got to focus on my feet and the new blisters that I could feel popping up.

Coming into the Cross Roads aid station - Mile 47.  Photo by David Bubier

I got to mile 42 and that’s when it really hit me. I had 20 more miles of this junk and 15 of it were the most unfriendly. I saw my Uncle David & Aunt Hildy at mile 47. They drove out to cowboy country to catch a little of the race and to see the finish. It was certainly the bright spot of the second loop. After leaving the Cross Roads aid station for a 5 mile loop, I was hit with what I can only describe as exploding toes. The blisters on my right foot were at the boiling point. I stopped, took my shoe off, removed the bunched up piece of old tape and stared at about 5 blisters with the skin on my little toe peeling off. What do I do now? This time I slapped a piece of duct tape all the way around my big toe and then just left the other small ones to fend for themselves. I’m not sure the tape helped, but after another two miles, the blister pain settled down and became manageable.

Leaving Cross Roads aid station - Mile 52.  Watch me take off like a rocket!  Video by David Bubier

Back at Cross Roads, I saw David & Hildy again before venturing on the final 10 mile survival shuffle. My famous last words to them were, “it’ll probably take me 2...2:15 maybe...or around there.” Haha! How about 2:45 for 10 miles! The sun was setting, temps were dropping, and breeze was picking up. I went for as long as I could before whipping out my jacket and light. I actually enjoyed being out there in the dark. I didn’t enjoy how I was feeling at the time, but it was peaceful. Nobody was even remotely close, so I could curse the rocks as much and as loud as I wanted! Everything about this stretch was slow. I was in survival mode and didn’t want to fall. I just tried to make it from glow stick to glow stick in hopes that I would finally pop out on the dirt road that lead to the finish line.

Finally it came, and I ran the half mile into the finish. 12:10:50.  Joe Prusaitis (race director and finisher of over twenty-five 100 milers) was on the other side ready to give a handshake and present me with my first BUCKLE!  David and Hildy were also there for hugs and to help celebrate. I only wish I didn’t have to make them wait so long!

Loving the buckle!  Photo by David Bubier

On a positive note, I beat the rain! It absolutely poured that night and I can only imagine the experience of the runners that were still out on the course.  AND...I'm now 1-1 against Geoff Roes in head to head competition!  Unfortunately, he dropped at the 50K mark after a very rough day.  Dave Mackey shredded the course and set a new record by over an hour finishing in 8:17.

With a few days separation from the race, I have to say that I'm now glad for this experience.  I was disappointed that things unraveled after what I thought was a good first loop. I learned a lot, and I supposed you need a race like this for the lessons to occur. I’ll try to process that in future posts, but for now, I do feel I’m a better runner because of Bandera. I can tell you that I don't plan to be back (for the 100K). Joe and his crew of volunteers put on a spectacular race, but as I hobble about on my tender feet, I know 62 miles on that course is not for me.  But then again, I have been heard saying "never again" far too many times for anyone to believe me anymore.

I must end in saying that I can’t thank David & Hildy enough for coming out to support me, and then taking me back to their lakehouse in Austin for the night. I slept in the most comfortable bed and ate like a king! Breakfast on Sunday featured three Texas-sized & shaped waffles and 8 strips of bacon. Lunch #1 was two bowls of pasta soup, and lunch #2 was a feast of beef brisket & sausage at Rudy’s BBQ. I thoroughly enjoyed my time with you both!

Bandera Result

Bandera 100k in the Texas hill country...while beautiful, it was not kind to this runner. 12:10 (unofficially). That is far too long to be running on rocks. Race report coming soon.

Get 'er Done!

At work we have a little slogan that has become our theme when it comes to projects.  "Get 'er Done".  It simply means to do what it takes to finish.  I don't work in a high pressure & intensity environment, no it's actually a great place to work.  There are just those times when something comes up and it takes extra effort to complete it well.

There's not much else to say about Bandera other than it's time.  I like the simple mantra of "Get 'er Done" and plan to use it.  There appears to be rain in the forecast for Saturday afternoon & night.  That's some good motivation to take advantage of the dry hours by constantly moving forward...and hopefully at a nice rate of speed.

I'll try to post an update on Saturday night.

2010 Year in Review - In Progress...

I've loved reading all the year end reports that everyone has been churning out lately.  It is quite amazing to see the growth, successes & failures, races, crazy trail runs, and experiences shared among friends.

My year in review will come in a few weeks.  One week out from Bandera and I'm not quite ready to close the books on 2010.  Yes, the date is now 2011, but I feel like Bandera is a 2010 race with all training but my final taper week being completed last year.

Garmin 305 Battery Life = 30+ hours??

Venturing into the 100K territory next weekend has presented a new issue for me. That would be running longer than my Garmin watch battery will last. I usually begin getting a "low battery" warning around the 8-8.5 hour range. It will still work for at least another 1.5 hours (I got to 9:49 at Steamboat in September), although I've never tested just how long it will go. The Garmin website states battery life to be 10 hours.

Seeing I will be out there longer than that, I need to find a way to keep my watch plugging along beyond 10 hours. My wife as a Garmin 405, so I could bring her watch and swap at the half way mark, but I like having all the data for the race in one activity.

I stumbled upon this website and thought I would give it a shot: Garmin 305 Battery Pak

I recently picked up this Duracell Instant USB charger and connected it to the 305 cradle/watch and then devised a way to attach it to my hydration pack. I took it on a four hour run on Friday, 12/24. When I returned and powered off the watch, immediately the screen showed the "Battery Charging Complete" message. Nice.

So for the race, I'll probably wait about 9 hours and then hook up my contraption for the last couple hours.  I'll report back how it worked...and how many people told me I looked goofy.