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Jrun Western States 2009 Recap

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Solocoyote   Jul 3rd 2009, 10:35pm
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I'm posting this for Jrun...

 

A note to my family, crew and race day supporters:

Thank you to each of you for what you did to contribute to my successful Western States weekend. This is not an event that you can train for or run without important people in your life making sacrifices on your behalf.  I understand this very well and I appreciate the fact that after many years, many moves and many friends, it always comes back to a very few guys that have my back. Those guys are you along with my brother Bryan, and friend Terry.  Thank you!

When I found out this past October that I was selected to take on this challenge once again, I honestly stopped to think about it before I officially signed up.  If I did it, I wanted to get a Silver buckle.  If I did it, I had to deliver my business commitments at a top level and if I did it, I needed to be the best father I could be to our newborn daughter and a good husband.  I knew if I couldn't find energy for all of that, I couldn't justify adding a third major priority to my plate this year.  So i thought about it and I talked to Phil about training.  He said it could be done with fewer races than 2006 and an aver age of 55 miles a week. I might not have been convinced at first but then again, Phil isn't often wrong when we have these talks.  So I proceeded.

The training went well, Orcas Island 25K seemed easy; Chuckanut (50K) was 17 minutes faster than ever. Then we returned to the Leona Divide 50 Mile, it was a day of 8's.  8th place in 8:08. An 8 minute PR for 50 miles and importantly 38 minutes faster than 2006.  It was working. I skipped Miwok 100K altogether. Back home my running average was staying in the 50s and my weekly Yoga session was helping.

It wasn't long after this that Phil suggested I could take it in pretty conservatively and be where I needed to be on race day.  About that time I made a decision to begin coaching myself, with insights from Phil where needed.  I had a hamstring injury that knocked me down for over a week in late April/early May but my outstanding LMP helped keep it healthy and it never even glitched on race day.

When we arrived in Squaw Valley, my weekly average was 56 miles.  Not bad eh Phil?  We did have some adversity, Colby injured his calf just days before the race, a real disappointment but the good news is that he would be there helping take care of me an d that's all I really ever needed.  My plan was solid because I knew I had two good pacers and I knew Mark was capable of pacing if needed (even if he had never seen a trail, let alone a trail in the dark!)  Way to go Mark!!!

It all came together on Saturday.  I used my own20race strategy, walk 95% of the climbs, run 95% of the flats/downs.  I executed it all day long.  Gels every 20 minutes (64 total), Balanced whenever I saw my crew (5 times). Succeed caps every 45 minutes.  Ice in the hat. Get wet whenever I could.  Find the '15 minute' shuffle and try not to exceed it even if it feels like you can.  Don't blow the late race running for early glory. I didn't carry split charts and I discarded past advice like running 60% of the first climb up the escarpment.

Early on I was cruising in the back of some slow pace lines but this works for me at places like McKenzie, Mt Hood and even Leona. So I remained patient. By the time I got to Duncan Canyon (23.8 miles) I literally felt as if I hadn't even run. It might have been the best I felt all day.  Colby, Phil and Mark topped me up, I swapped my visor for a white hat and grabbed the 'tall bottles', I was off.  The next section is actually the canyon and its my least favorite part of the course.  Charred black from the Star fire a few years back, its about the20hottest climb of the day.  I=2 0soaked in the creek at the bottom and methodically climbed out.  By the time I reached Lori and Anna at Robinson Flat (29.7) I was Grumpy, this was the low point of my day.  But they cheered me up along with Sarah and Owen and I was off to Miller's Defeat.

As I pulled into MD I found Dean Karnazes and we ran together to Dusty Corners (38) where I again met the crew. I was still feeling good and playing it conservatively as I knew the three biggest and hottest climbs were ahead.  Dean and I talked off and on during the run to Last Chance (43) and down 'precipitous trail' which lives up to its name. I was looking forward to the small waterfall at the bottom of Devil's Thumb.  Dean beat me there but he was still there when I finished soaking my hat and shirt. I never saw him again.

It was a burly climb to the top and I walked it as planned.  On top I learned that Jurek had dropped up here and I found Brian sitting in a chair. I rallied him and he and I ran a great section five miles down to El Dorado Canyon. That was a highlight section, he out-climbed me up to Michigan Bluff and I thought he might be inspired again.  My parents had now joined the entire crew, I had 9 people out for me, wow!  As I left Michigan Bluff (55.7) Brian was still there and I later learned he made Fo resthill (62) and=2 0called it a day.

I had one big one to go, Volcano Canyon, first you have to get up a fire road out of MB then down the steep trail to the Canyon floor before climbing all the way out to Foresthill.  As I ran into the aid station at the school it was great to see everyone there with Dennis and Norma now joining. 

So I find myself at Foresthill and I'm 80 minutes ahead of my '06 pace. I've dropped Scott, Dean and Brian, the big names with the big sponsors and the fancy blogs.  Its just me and my old school boys showing how to get something accomplished.  I've got family and friends all around cheering me on, it doesn't get much better!

I ran to the river 40 minutes faster than '06.  Mostly because I ran the part this year that Dennis had to walk with me in '06.  I lost Phil after Ford's Bar, I was worried about his quad but ultimately he was ok and he had done all I needed him to do to get me where I needed to be. I could ask no more.  I found Colby on the other side of the river, a river I have waited to 'wade across' for 18 years, ever since Phil inspired me with his 1991 finish.  Back in '06 we had to 'raft over'.  One of my two goals was to wade across that river.

Colby hadn't slept but we motored up to the Green Gate in 35 minutes. I thought that was a solid walk.  Mark was waiting and we knew what was left.  Twenty fifteen minute miles would give me an hour to spare.  We cruised along to Brown's Bar at mile 90 pretty well, without looking at the split table I even think we might have been a touch better than 15's but this section isn't easy, you gain 5400' over the 20 miles, not including that climb up from the river.  At 90 I was warm and maybe I missed a few S-caps.  My right calf started feeling a little tight but we kept moving.  I promised Mark that after a climb we dropped down to Highway 49. Boy was my memory off, you don't drop to Hwy 49, you climb all the way and then maybe run down 3 steps to the aid station. That was some tough work.

Colby (now pulling an all nighter) met us one more time and we (Mark and I) departed with just under 7 miles to go.  I knew we had a short grunt section out of H49 and then a nice meadow before running down to No Hands Bridge (97).  It was going fairly well until a very small bug flew perfectly into my mouth and landed at the back.  It triggered a cough which set off a violent session of vomiting.  This doesn't really happen to me but for 3-5 minutes I emptied my stomach (of watery gel) on the trail. When I finally regained control, I felt ok and we started off20again as if nothing happened, except that calf was still tight.

At No Hands we knew we got at least a decent half mile or more flat running and tried to take advantage, although it was becoming more and more difficult. I might even erode my one hour cushion a bit here.  We then climbed and climbed up to Robie and pavement. We climbed up to the flat part and I tried to run.  I did run (unlike '06) but honestly with fatigue and a tight calf it wasn't much faster than Mark was walking. It didn't matter, we had it! I finished and it couldn't have been much sweeter.  It really couldn't and if in fact my calf hadn't swollen up, I would have called it a perfect race. Honestly, it was so darn close it basically was anyway. (I made it from the river 2 hours faster than '06).  It was so much fun that my Dad even ran the last 100 meters with me, Sweet!

In my day to day Seattle life I'm surrounded by some talented running guys; while I have learned from them, ultimately you guys always have my back.  I'd like to think I'm the guy who quietly shows up and executes the plan when no one else is looking.  By the way, as our fiscal year closes today I have had arguably my finest business results ever and it feels like my family is strong and healthy, so somehow I balanced it all and achieved my goals.

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For me, a once in a lifetime experience that I've been lucky enough to have twice.

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