Friday, March 29, 2013

The Next Logical Step

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. The best of times was the second 10 mile loop of my first 50K. The worst of times was the first and third loops of my first 50k. Running a marathon is crazy. Running a trail-marathon is CRAY CRAY. Running anything beyond that is grounds for immediate and permanent institutionalization. (I live and work at an all-girls boarding school. Does that count?). That said, you can now call me an ULTRA MARATHONER.

I had a bunch of vanilla gel in my mouth! (Awesome photo by Hillcrest Photography)

It's been almost a week since I ventured into ultra territory at the NJ Trail Series Ultra Festival. Race directors Rick and Jen McNulty did another AWESOME job providing one of the best trail race experiences in the state.

So what was it that inspired me to sign up for this nutty thing that I have finished? Hmmm....Maybe it was those overly-chipper-hyper-energetic runner types who asked "So are you doing the 50k next year?" as if that were the next logical step after having done a few marathons. "Um, yeah, I guess?" Because WHY would I want to repeat doing wimpy marathons?

Actually, the distance had dangled like a piece of toffee nut crunch before my sweets-deprived eyes. "C'mon, it's only 5 more miles. You can do it." So like a trusting fool I listened to the crazies in my brain and signed up, albeit late, for my first ultra. I knew exactly what the course would be. I knew what other crazy people would be there. I knew that I could coax my mom into venturing out into the cold of Northern Jersey to do what she does best (and that is to be the BEST, SUPPORTIVE MOMMY IN THE WORLD).  Now that I'm done sounding like a five-year old, I'll take you, willing reader and future ultra-marathoner, through the course.

The great thing about doing a loop course is that you can take the race loop by loop, 5, 10, or even 15 miles at at time, so the thought of running 31 miles is tolerable for at least the first few minutes. The terrible thing about a loop course is that it's comprised of loops that you have to do over and over and over again.  This particular course is a combination of out and back, lollipop, and amoeba-like configurations.

The course takes you around the Sussex County Fairgrounds, home of the NJ State Fair. For those of you who don't currently reside in or know anything about New Jersey, this is NOT the home of any of those whiny characters from that horrid reality show depicting the shenanigans of a couple of stupid twenty-somethings wasting the prime of their lives. But I digress...
This is true...
After your first mile on pavement (for the 50Kers), you do another loop around the Fairgrounds. And then you descend onto the trail, an old rail-trail/gas-line/ATVers paradise kind of racket. It's an ungroomed, bumpy, snowy, muddy, sometimes rocky, other times downright soaking, flat dirt trail traversed by a couple of roads on which drivers of trucks and large SUVs flew by or stopped and stared curiously at the dirty, haggard figures crossing the road at various speeds. There were dips and ridges, a downed tree or two and a gate at the first turn-around point that you were instructed to "High-Five".  There were rotted-out bridges, roosters, dogs barking, hunters' rifles shootin', and the lovely aid station with SOUP?!?!? at the far turn-around point. And there was wind. And flurries. And mud. Lots of shoe-sucking, toenail-bed dirtying mud.
It was quite the task getting these off my feet.


You won't believe how many people actually obeyed the sign, myself included.
The first out and back was deceptively easy. Sure it was flat, and sure it was just over a mile out. But the constant dread of the longer out and back undermined any awesome feeling I might have had high-fiving the gate at the first turn around. This part was also parallel at times to part of the pavement loop which came before the trail, so you could conceivably feel sorry for the folks who had not yet descended onto the slightly more foot-friendly trail.

Let's talk a little about the second out and back, but more importantly the turn-around point and how friggin' far it was from the rest of the world. Well, four miles from the finish isn't exactly an ultra (no pun intended, wink wink) but it is one, especially when you've been running and walking and crawling and tripping for what seems like hours. In my case it was hours. Those last miles were endless, what with those silent, light-footed Navy guys in their yellow Navy singlets, giving you that serious Navy encouragement and trained Navy eye-contact (which you try to avoid, because that Navy intensity bores through you and reads your non-Navy self-doubting mind), and then leaving you in their Navy-dust. Not intimidating at all.

This is also true.
At the end of the second out and back you reach a hill, back onto the pavement around the fairgrounds. Any other run or race, I would cringe at the thought of a god-damned hill after running 10 or 20 or almost 30 miles. This hill felt good. I guess when you change muscle groups after continuously and relentlessly abusing other muscle groups, the body and mind are intensely grateful.


Some new things I learned out on the trail this day:

  • Gels are only tolerable for about 20 or so miles, and then you're nauseous.
  • Chicken broth (which I normally think is DISGUSTING) is AMAZING at mile 20.
  • HEED is always gross, no matter what mile. But you drink it anyway.
  • I can have really interesting conversations with myself for like, hours. No need for iPods, or Pandora, or other people, even.
  • My legs and feet could probably have done another loop or two after , but my mind would probably not have it.
  • Mud is funner when it's at least 50 degrees out. 
  • Ultra running is very much like childbirth. Right afterwards you think "I'm never doing this shit AGAIN." And then a day or two after the surprisingly tolerable soreness has subsided you're looking in Trail Runner Mag for the next 50K since you can like, do those now.
  • Trail running really is  a disease that is most likely incurable.
  • Homemade motivational signs work. Especially the ones that say "Not dead? Keep running."

It took me almost 10 hours to complete this task. I had been hoping for a time under 9 hours, but I will give myself a break since this was my first. Hey, I finished! A few years back, the idea of running more than a half was scary and unimaginable. Now I have been afflicted by the disease that everybody else out there on the trails has. I'll take it.


Not dead yet.





12 comments:

  1. Awesome job on the trails! Congrats and welcome to ultra-craziness. ;)

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    1. Thanks Anne! Thanks for running with me that first mile!

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  2. Mirnavator doing what she does best. You are such an amazing inspiration. Let me know when you need a publicist. :)

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    1. Ha ha! You're funny. Thanks for your constant encouragement!

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  3. Nice sis you go girl Proud of you :-)

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    1. Thanks Allie. Love you! When are running with me?

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  4. Congrats lady! I'm writing a book on female ultrarunning and looking for contact info for you. I'd love for you to contact me at vanessaruns@gmail.com. I think you have a unique ultrarunning perspective. Happy trails!

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    1. Thanks! I'm in-I inboxed you on FB.

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  5. Wow! I am in absolute, complete and unadulterated awe!
    I have just started writing my own website and blog about running and trying to lose weight and so have been looking at some other fat women running sites and blogs.
    All I've done so far is read your very first blog and this one but I can't believe that you're regularly running 50k distances!
    So far, I think the furthest I've run is about 6k. And it's also not really true what you would call "running" either. But hey I'm out there...
    Just out of interest, do you know what your pace or speed is when you do road running? I'd love to know how I compare to another "lady of the larger variety"?
    I am inspired to find out about trail running now but I think it's a lot different running those in New Jersey to running them in Thailand!!
    Thanks for the inspiration.
    Jacks
    www.runfatbirdrun.com

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  6. Congratulations! What a great read! It looks like you & I ran our first 50k's on the same day! I love that you liken ultrarunning to childbirth! My girlfriend and I always talk about that!

    Ultra running is very much like childbirth. Right afterwards you think "I'm never doing this shit AGAIN." And then a day or two after the surprisingly tolerable soreness has subsided you're looking in Trail Runner Mag for the next 50K since you can like, do those now.

    YES! YES! YES! :)

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  7. I am just stunned. I have only done one trail race. Night time, winter trail run here in Indianapolis. Quarter mile loop. (I did the quarter, while the half and full runners looped/lapped me) That was an incredible experience. Spiritual. Doing that 5 times?? I can't imagine!! You are amazing!

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