
After completing a marathon only a week ago, I was wondering what is one of the craziest things I could do this weekend? How about running about a half marathon? No, people at Disney do that in a weekend. Hmmm....how about running a trail half marathon? What kind of a trail half marathon? How about one with 600 foot ascents (several 600 foot ascents), 3 stream crossings (one that requires a rope to hold on to as you cross), mud, bugs, and 7 miles of the
Horseshoe Trail? Yeah, that the ticket!
This race is put on by
The Pagoda Pacers, a Reading PA running club. The purpose of the race, other than to make you wish you were dead, is to benefit The Special Olympics. Some of the athletes from The Special Olympics were on hand as volunteers. I got to shake the hand of one guy and thanked him for his time volunteering.
The race started at 10 AM.....ok....10 AM-ish. Unlike road races, trail runs NEVER start on time. As I blogged for the Ugly Mudder in February, trail runners are a different breed than your standard road racer. It's not hard to find a very Type A personality in a road race. The competition alone tends to bring them in droves. Trails runners tend to be a bit more laid back with a great sense of humor but with a hint of insanity! But I digress.
So the horn sounds and off we go! About 100 yards into the race is a stream crossing. The stream is 15-20 feet wide and two feet deep! The water (which was cold) was up to my knees. Honestly, I thought the water felt good. I did see a person who lost her footing and took and early bath!
Speaking of footing, for this race I was wearing my new Cascadia trail shoes by Brooks. The picture above is my shoes after the race. After finishing the Ugly Mudder I vowed not to try another trail run until I had proper shoes. These shoes definitely saved my ankles, not to mention the rest of me, from certain doom on a loose rock, 5 inch think mud, or slippery footing in a stream. They were very comfortable but stable. I highly recommend them to anyone looking for trail shoes. Back to the race.
After leaving the stream and a brief run on a fairly flat trail it was up the first of many 600 ft ascents. For me, this is what makes trail running so challenging. While I'm used to running up hills as all the roads around me are hilly I must confess that I hate running up hills. While this is only the second trail race for me, I always amazed how these guys seem to always create a trail with a lot more uphill than downhill. Since I was not out here for a time goal (and since I did just run a PR marathon last week) I had already made my strategy to walk the uphill sections. It was a good thing as the heat index was in the upper 80's. More on the heat later.
One of the interesting things with trail running is that you see and hear things that you'll never hear at a road race. At the start of this race one of the directors was giving helpful tips and mentioned that at the start not to venture too far into the nearby quarry section or forest off the main trail to relieve yourself as this general area is the Pennsylvania capital for
copperheads. When was the last time a road race warned you about snakes? Another interesting thing was about halfway when we passed a home that was raising turkeys. There was about 1-2 minutes of the distinctive gobble-gobble making it's was through the trees. Again, when was the last time you heard turkeys at a road race?
Now about the heat. It was a warm day here for May. Temps in the 80's with high humidity. With the race not starting until 10-ish there was no real chance to miss the heat. Thankfully most of this race is in the woods which provided about 5-10 degrees cooler temps to run in. The only problem with the forest...bugs. I think I had the same fly dog me for 6 miles. Even though the trees provided some relief from the heat they couldn't mask the humidity. At the start of the race I overheard some other runners say how the race directors had made this year's race harder than in the past. That and the heat cemented my decision to walk the inclines. It was a good decision. They weren't easy even at a walk.
After traversing over hill and dale for 11 miles it was now down to the last 2 miles. This started with a nice downhill on a wide dirt trail. After 11 miles I knew that the race directors wouldn't allow the conditions of "downhill" and "wide trail" to coexist for long. True to form, there was an immediate turn to the right and an incline up a narrow trail. At this point I had had it with inclines and was now at the stage where each one brought forth the exclamation " you fuckers!" My legs were rubber from all the hills and I was paying more attention to the terrain as if I lost my balance I knew I was more likely to go "ass over tea-kettle" now. At the top of the rise I was greeted by a very friendly man (all the volunteers for this race were wonderful) who shouted out with a wide grin, "Welcome to the boulders!" There in front of me was a 100 yard boulder field. Some of these bad boys were 10 feet tall! There was a pre-marked blue line indicating the "safest" route to take while traversing the field. I'm sure what he said next was for my safety but when he shouted "take your time" and "I don't want to see you running through here" I had to laugh.
After the boulders came more narrow trails but finally predominately downhill. It was while I starting to enjoy the downhill that the next interesting obstacle appeared. This was a stream crossing. Not just any stream crossing but a stream that was about 4 feet deep and had a rope across it to hold on to as you cross. I came up to the stream and the guys there stated "get ready this one's deep". I hopped in and was immediately up to my belly-button in water as I grabbed the rope at the same time. The cold water felt good on my legs and they felt a bit more stable and less like rubber afterwards. There was another stream crossing shortly after but this one was only up to my ankles. I would run the rest of this race with the sloshing feeling in my shoes.
The last obstacle was mud. There were a few pits along the race but the one at the end was the worst. It was about 20 feet wide and 5 inches deep of sloshy, sticky, careful it doesn't pull your shoe off mud! It hadn't rained here in the past week. This was definitely a man-made obstacle.
After making my way through the mud and thoroughly christening my new trail shoes it was a quarter mile run to the finish. I finished in 3 hr 7 min and change. I was muddy from my waist down, I was tired but I was done. The picture above, in addition to showing my shoes after the race, also displays the glass I received for finishing. It proudly proclaims that I am a 2009 Charlie Horse Half Marathon Trail Run Finisher. I also received a very nice tech shirt with my entrance fee.
I'd like to end with a catchy phrase but it's late and I'm tired. I know...boring.
....over the hills and through the woods....(English Christmas Carol)