Sweat, Swat, N' Swear 25k Race Report

Where: Inverness, Florida
When: August 4, 2018
What: 25k trail run in the Withlacoochie State Forest (50k and 10k options were also offered)

Strava: https://www.strava.com/activities/1749148873

Goals:
- Under 3:30 [YES]
- Under 3:00 [YES - kinda]
- Have fun [SO MUCH YES]

I first saw this come up on ultrasignup 6 months ago and thought it might be good as a training run leading up to my first 50k (coming up in October!), but hesitated on pulling the trigger. I was several beers in on July 3rd and saw a post on facebook with a promo code for 10% off…SOLD! Drunk me decided to jump on it! I wanted to do the “team” option where I would do the 25k, a friend would do the 10k, and my boyfriend would do the 50k. Unfortunately, the friend fell through and the boyfriend had to be out of town that weekend for work, so I was all alone at this first year race.


Pre-Race

I woke up bright and far too early at 2am to my boyfriend’s alarm. I wasn’t able to fall back asleep until he was gone a little after 3, and even then, I maybe only slept about 30ish minutes before my own alarm went off at 4am. I’m not great at staying asleep at night, so 4.5 hours of sleep isn’t that much less than what I manage during the week anyway. I made some coffee and breakfast, packed a cooler with some drinks and snacks for afterwards, and was out the door by about 5am. I arrived at the Mutual Mine Campground in Inverness at 6:10am, parked, and picked up my bib. I was pinning my bib and hunting for a restroom when the 50k folks began their race at 6:30am.

The sky started to lighten as it neared 7am and the 25k start time. As 25k folk, we would follow the white flags for the first 3ish miles and then pink flags in a loop until we hit the white flags again (50k people would follow white to pink to orange, then after the orange loop, would hook back into the pink loop and white again). The RD informed us that the course was a little long (it ended up being 16.8 miles), so I would be running my farthest distance ever in this race! I also mentally adjusted my goal in that I would be happy if I got to 25k in under 3 hours, but wouldn’t beat myself up if I didn’t finish the race under 3hrs.


Miles 1-5

There were about 40ish people doing the 25k, and when we started it was a nice little line for at least the first half mile before people started breaking apart either in singles or smaller lines. I ended up being in a line with 2 ladies and a guy going at exactly the pace I wanted to be (based on how I felt, I was tracking via strava with my phone in my vest. I didn’t monitor my pace during or know my splits until after the race). I decided to stick with them until they broke away or I had to.

We kept up in our quiet line with the only words being random callouts of, “Log!” when there was a log or limb across the trail. We breezed by the first aid station around mile 3, but then the two ladies leading our group split off on their own, possibly around mile 4. I asked the guy if he was good with me sticking with him for a bit because I was enjoying his pace, and he said it was fine. We continued on, the only communication was him sticking out an arm when there were logs/limbs on the trail.


Miles 5-10

One of the ladies from before caught up to us and we made small talk for five or so minutes before she pushed on ahead at a faster pace. Around 8:15am, the guy I was running behind slowed and said he needed to eat, so I went off alone. Fifteen minutes later, I decided I really should give eating a go as well, so I ate half a clif bar and sucked down some more tailwind because my fingers were starting to get puffy. I stopped to use the facili-trees and then came across some other 25k ladies. We all stayed within about 100ft of each other before coming up to the second aid station (unmanned, just a jug of water on a picnic table near mile 10ish). I dumped the rest of my packet of tailwind into my bottle and filled it up.


Miles 10-16.8

At this point I was still having an awesome time. I had brought headphones in case I wanted music or a podcast, but I really didn’t need it. Nature and running sounds were enough for me. The course is through Florida forests, which usually have very rain forest like sections as well as pine scrubs; this was mostly pine scrubs, with maybe a mile or so of palms and lush green growth. Time seemed to slow down a little between AS2 and AS3, but I eventually did arrive at the aid station and was rewarded with some ice cold water for my (now empty) bottles and a couple sections of clementines that were to die for.

I walked out of the aid station and kept fussing with my one of my bottles because a piece of ice had gotten stuck and I couldn’t get any water out. I finally fished out the ice cube and started derping up the trail again. I came across a guy and he said his borrowed apple watch was way off (it said he was at mile 15 already) and asked what mile that aid station actually was. I had checked while I was there, so I told him it was at 12.9 and yay, we had less than 4 to go! He informed me that he was in the 50k, so he had a bit more than that. I was in a ridiculously awesome mood, so I said something that was probably crummy to hear and said, “Oh, that just means that you’ll get to enjoy this beautiful weather for longer!”

The weather was really amazing though! We had started when it was maybe only 77 (95% humidity, but it is summer in Florida, so of course) and at 9:30am it was probably only in the mid-eighties, so I was doing fantastic.

I came across a woman around mile 14(?) who was standing at a fork in the trail. She asked, “It’s orange for the 50k, right?” I said, yes, pulled out my phone and showed her the picture I took of my trail course. She went right to the orange loop and I went left to the pink loop. I hit back to the white loop where there were only 1.7 miles to go and put on some music for the last part of the race. With the end in sight, I stopped my music and raced into the finish area where I picked up my finishers t-shirt. I finished in 3:12:46, 18th overall and 5th female for the 16.8mi 25k. I did make my goal of getting to the 25k point under 3 hours, so I’m happy I sort of accomplished that goal.


Post-Race

I really thought I was going to feel a lot more beaten up, but I didn’t! I changed, drank lemonade vitamin water, and ate some boiled peanuts at the finish line while watching more people come in. I felt so, so good. I did have some new chafing areas though, so I applied some SNB to those spots and will make sure I get those areas for future long runs and races.

Overall, it was a really great time! I enjoyed the course, the people, and had a wonderful day. This race gives me a lot of confidence as I start to get to the scary parts of my 50k training plan. This was a first year race and if they do it again next year, I will definitely sign up!

 

 

Beach Running “Championships” Half-Marathon Race Report

Where: Cocoa Beach, Florida
Date: May 5, 2018
Distance: 13.1 miles


I don’t know why this race is called the Beach Running Championships. There are no qualifications that registrants have to meet, but I guess it sounded neat for the t-shirt, so here we are! As a slow, non-championship type runner, I feel kind of silly when I wear the race shirt, but it’s white and super lightweight, which makes it great for running in the heat and sun.


Training:

 When my boyfriend and I signed up for this race we had high hopes that we would become Beach Running Pros™ and make it out for at least 5 beach runs before the race. Welp, that didn’t happen. We made it out to the beach once. We left home later than we wanted, so when we finally got there at noon it was hot, busy, and the tide was coming in. I think I managed 5.5 (very hungover) miles before we packed it in. Life then got in the way and we never made it back out to the beach until race day.


Pre-Race:

 We stayed at a hotel a quarter mile from the park where the race starts, so we walked over, made a stop at the porta-potty and went onto the beach. There we learned there were 1300 people running, but only 200 of those were running the half (the other 1100 were doing the 10k – we even saw a couple people pinning their 10k bibs to their jeans, yikes!). I found the 2:20 and 2:30 pacers (my goal was to finish under 2:30) and my boyfriend left to go to the bathroom again. My decision not to try to go to the bathroom again would haunt me the entire race.


Miles 0-7.9

 The first two miles breezed by pretty nicely until I noticed I really did have to go pee again. I remembered that the website had said that since porta-potties couldn’t be on the beach itself, they would have signs directing people to off-beach parks where there were restrooms, so I decided to start looking for one those as I ran.

 I believe it was around the 4.5-5 mile mark I started to see a couple people going in the opposite direction. Knowing my boyfriend is a speedy runner and his HM time is pretty close to the times of past winners of this race, I started to count how many people passed by. I saw 9 people go by before I saw him running towards me; we did our typical, “WOOOOOOO!” and high five that we do when we cross paths running at races and training runs. 

Mile 5 is when the shore started to get rough. It was more slanted and covered in seaweed than the previous miles and there was a lot more dodging of incoming waves. So far my feet were still dry, so I was still making an effort to run up the shore when big waves came in. The turnaround was a beautiful sight! I had unexpectedly started my ladytimes the day before and had been cramping pretty solidly, so I was very eager to get this race over with. I also hadn’t seen any of the promised restrooms and I was desperate to pee. The sound of the crashing waves didn’t help at all. With the mile 8 marker in my sights, my bladder finally gave out.


  Miles 8-13.1

 Yep. I peed myself. Full on, streaming down my legs into the bottoms of my shoes, peed myself. I felt 100% better and 100% worse at the same time. There was literally nothing I could do but get myself the remaining 5.1 miles back to the finish line. Since my shoes were already wet, I let some of the waves hit my feet. Better salt water than urine, right?

 I felt great for a mile and a half (yay empty bladder!) before the super intense cramps from my ladytimes started (boo endometriosis!). Oh well, I told myself, as long as I keep going, I’ll eventually finish this thing. Around mile 10, I saw the 2:30 pacer with her group of 3 ladies pass me by and it was totally demoralizing. I tried to keep them in my sights, but they just kept going. I literally saw my goal jogging away from me while I walk/jogged(hobbled?) my way to the finish.

 A half mile from the end of the race, I saw the 2:30 pacer sitting on the beach, enjoying a bottle of water while wearing her race medal. Again, totally demoralizing to see her completely finished and cooling down. But wait! I checked my phone and strava said I had only been running for 2:24. Was there hope for a sub-2:30 finish?! I would like to say I picked up my pace and sprinted like I hadn’t just run many miserable miles, but that isn’t quite the case. Instead I mentally banned walking and shuffled my way to the finish line to meet my goal!

 I enjoyed a couple mimosas, cheered for my boyfriend when he got an age group award, cursed the pacer who finished almost 10 minutes earlier than she should have (I checked the results later), and basked in the glow of having finished this race even though it was personally hellish. Will I ever do this race again? Nah, running on the beach isn’t for me, but if you want a neat experience on a beautiful beach (and have a solid bladder) I say go for it!

 Final result 44th female, 105th overall at 2:29:19. My boyfriend ended up 7th overall and first in his age group with a time of 1:38.

Gate2Gate Trail Run 25k Race Report

Where: Alachua, Florida (5mi north of Gainesville)
When: October 21, 2017
Distance: 25k

For the last five years, I had been playing roller derby and going on long skates on rail trails, so running wasn’t really a thing I did except as part of the warmup for practice or maybe a 5k on my treadmill once a week as cross training. When I met my boyfriend, I was introduced to trail and outdoor running and enjoyed running for the first time in my life. As a formerly obese person and non-runner, this was a revelation. This was fun, there were pretty things to see, and what? People ran longer than marathons and he wanted to do that someday??

After a month of dating, he talked me into running a half-marathon, so I signed up for one that was going to take place the evening of Friday, October 13th (which gave me about 3.5 months to train). Fortunately, it was cancelled and instead we discovered this neat trail race an hour away that looked great. They offered a 25k and a 50k, so I signed up for the 25k and my boyfriend signed up for what would be his first ultramarathon!

Training went well and a couple weeks before the race we attended a course tour run (we had intended to go to one a few weeks earlier, but it was cancelled due to Hurricane Irma). It was a no drop run, so there were plenty of breaks and it was a perfect confidence booster for me, because I was essentially running the same distance I would be doing in a few weeks!


Race Day:

The air was misty and there was a great excited energy in the group of runners. At 7:30am, the 50k folk went off, and 30 minutes later we were sent off as well. The weather was gorgeous. Low 70s, I believe it was only 50%ish humidity (the high was 85° that day). Perfection. Even though there was a lot of excitement, I kept an eye on my pace and made sure I didn’t go out too fast.

One thing that threw me off was that the first aid station wasn’t where it was supposed to be (due to damage from the hurricane, some access roads weren’t available). I only knew that because I had gone on the course tour, but it was a short ways down the trail. The miles were nice and chill, I had elected not to bring headphones at all (which I would curse myself for later).

I saw my boyfriend a couple of points during the race and he, “WOOOOOO!’D” at me (think Ric Flair) and we high fived both times, as is our custom when we see each other during runs. I got to the aid station at mile 7 and was feeling pretty dang good. I ate half a clif bar, re-filled one of my water bottles and kept trucking.

It wasn’t until mile 12 that I started to feel it and slow down. I settled into a walk/run pattern for the last several miles and was leap frogging with another runner doing the same thing. As most of the course is single track, we kept saying, “See you soon!” to the other person, because one person had to move out of the way for the other to pass. Eventually she found her second wind and left me for the last couple miles. It was at that time that I decided I needed some music to get me through the last push. I pulled up a song on youtube I’d been singing in my head for the last 5 miles and listened to it (no headphones, just out of the speaker). It helped. A few minutes later I exited the trail onto the final quarter mile push and crossed the finish line to receive my medal and a hug from the race director.

I had 4 goals for the race:
Finish – YES
Not DFL – YES
Under 4 hours – YES
Secret goal of 3.5 hours – YES (3:25:08)

I sat on the ground for about 10 minutes before I made my way back to the car to grab a couple camp chairs and the cooler with drinks and snacks my boyfriend and I had packed that morning. I spent the next hour and a half waiting for my BF to come in. He ended up finishing his first 50k in 5:20:37 and was 5th overall! We sat in camp chairs, watched others come in, and recounted our race stories to each other while drinking some fantastic beers from Swamphead and eating some premium quesadillas from a food truck

It was such a fantastic race, event, course, and everything else I could have ever wanted in my first trail racing experience. Once registration opened for the 2018 race, I immediately signed up…but for the 50k. Eeek! Can’t wait to get back out there and test my mettle.

Intro Post

A running blog, Shae? Really? Is it 2005? Are blogs back in style? I know, I know. But I want a nice place to store my race reports because I enjoy writing them and processing experiences. I also know that when I sign up for a race all I want to do is read a thousand race reports and see what others have gone through, so I want to give back what I’ve put in. I’ve posted some on other platforms like reddit and bibbz, but I like the idea of collecting them all in one place.

My running history is relatively new and I can briefly summarize my fitness background. In my 20s, I was morbidly obese weighing 250lbs at 5’5”. I went to a roller derby game with a friend in 2011 and fell in love with the sport. I decided I wanted to play roller derby, so I lost 75lbs, played derby for about 5 years before I got totally burnt out on the sport. I went through an injury and gained back some weight, lost more weight (I’ve been sitting at 150lbs for the last few years), and started distance skating.

During my derby years I did a few 5ks here and there (obstacle course races and a few other themed events) and then heard that running would be a great endurance enhancer for derby, so I started running on the treadmill once a week and keeping track of my mileage in 2017. In late May of 2017 I met my significant otter and he introduced me to trail running and the world of ultra and I haven’t looked back since.

Running may be a short phase of my life, but I really hope I can keep this as a lifelong passion. No matter what happens, I am currently enjoying every moment that I get to play in the woods