A few months ago, Maya and I decided that it would be pretty cool to celebrate our anniversary running a 30km (18.6mi) trail race in the Bay area. It seemed like a great idea at the time, until we realized that there was close to 4,000ft of climbing announced in just 30km (my Garmin reported 4,700ft after correction). And for good measure, Lil’ G would run his first trail run also. A nice 5mi with 1,000ft of climbing, with absolutely zero training aside from hurdles in the spring. To make sure that none of this happens without a significant amount of pain, we added an easy 5mi run along the Bay followed with nearly 12mi of walking and strolling in San Francisco, the day before. Oops.
We showed up a bit late (as usual), no real time to warm up (as usual). Last recommendations for Lil’ G: pace yourself! A kiss to Maya, and boom, it was on. The first couple of miles were uphill, and fairly steep, with some sections with stairs, some rocky sections, and all this in pretty chilly and wet weather. That said, the scenery was absolutely amazing:
The first 4.1mi went rather smoothly, taking the lead despite barely hitting 9min/mi (racing trails forces you to rethink what decent pace means). As soon as the downhill started, 2 guys caught back to me. I expected that since I can’t run downhill to save my life. And this little going away on the climbs, getting caught on the downhills lasted until mile 14. At this stage, one dude passed me when we bumped into a large group of runners racing the half, and with the single track trail he was able to run away. That’s my excuse anyway, but my legs were dead anyway. I just settled down, enjoyed the scenery for the final 4.6mi with enough of a gap to hold my position for a 2.28.54, a minute behind the winner, and with 30secs or so ahead of 3rd.
Despite being really cold, and not really prepared or even in good shape for that matter, I really enjoyed the race. Friendly chats after the run, people congratulating each other regardless of time and placing, just for lining up, and doing it. People happy for others, rather than people comparing times. It made me think of triathlons a few years back, when the atmosphere was friendlier (in my opinion), there was less fluff and more oomph. When it was about doing it the best we could, given the conditions, with or without a wetsuit, and without riding in a group of 200. That definitely makes me think that a trip to Celtman or Norseman is needed soon!
Maya was a little bit less fortunate. She got lost in a tricky area, added some extra running, and after realizing this, decided to just cruise back over the course, and enjoy it as much as possible. And Lil’ G scored his first AG win (13-19) and 16th overall. Not bad for a hurdler!
This same weekend: Stefan improved his Half IM time by 12 minutes. Owen shaved another 5 minutes off his Half IM time. Both at Victoria Half. And Corey went 2.16 and change at NYC Tri, a solid 5min improvement. A very satisfactory weekend I must say!