It’s a big race weekend. Mike is running the Cleveland Marathon, along with Brian and Tony. Sensationally Red is running the 1/2 marathon. Outside of blogland, I have two other friends, Rob and Susan who are running the full and 1/2 respectively. Good luck and I hope for nice weather! It seems like it will a bit cool out there, especially if the winds kick up on the lake.
AND I almost forgot…this is also Massanutten Weekend!! This is commonly thought of as the hardest 100 in the East. Good luck and shout outs to Gombu, Slim, Faceplant, Roy and Dan Fox. I know of a few more runners who are heading down to crew and pace-Linda and Lloyd.Can’t wait to hear race reports. They having been running for twelve hours now, I raise a glass of wine to them and settle back in my comfortable chair. I will rest for them.
I hope to take on Massanutten in the next few years. No, not next year, Slim, but maybe I can come out and crew for people and see what this course is like.
from the Coolrunning.com website:
“Originally posted by jholtthief:
All of the things you do, or don’t do in the first 75 miles will make or break your race. It’s all about patience and damage control.”
Yes, patience and damage control.
According to Josh we are now 28 days out from the Mohican 100 Trail Race.
I ran 4 miles around the block from the gym. I bailed on my run yesterday, and really wasn’t in the mood for it today, but I made myself go. I had a nice little run, until I was done, and walking back to the gym, in my cooldown, when some piece of shit redneck hicks had to make some comments about me. Bastards. So my nice zen happiness was shattered. I’m normally much more resilient, but having my own body self image problems and having a crappy week at work, just deflated me.
I’m not running the 5 mile race tomorrow. My husband and I have a wine order in at a wine shop 1 hour north, so I will go with him. That way I can stop at a nursery and find the rest of the plants I need for my porch and my veggie garden. I will do my long run on Sunday. I am thinking of running to town and back, that would be about 20 miles.
I don’ seem to have one. Today I am going to run 9 miles ‘around the block’, Friday do my core workout and maybe some elliptical time.
I do have a 5 mile race that I entered on Saturday, but I think I am going to bail on it, and just consider my entry fee as a contribution to the YMCA. It is an hour drive to Marietta, so two hours of driving, 1 hour for the race, 1 hour for the awards ceremony..yeah I wouldn’t be home until mid afternoon. I have been feeling guilty for being away so much, and there is so much to do around here, especially get my gardens in order.
So if I bail on the 5 mile race, I may go over to Salt Fork State Park and get a run in on the bridle trails there. I haven’t been over there, although in my backyard practically (15 minutes away) for a year.
Yesterday no workout, my husband and I went on a date…dinner out and then a romantic movie: “28 Weeks Later”. Yeah!! Zombie movies rule.
Today I got to the gym. I walked a 1/2 mile on the treadmill, to try and dissolve the rocks still in my quads. I did a decent core workout. I’m going to try and get my core workout in twice a week until race week. I know having a strong core helps so much with your posture. I saw people so slumped over at the Pig and at Umstead. I know I was still maintaining decent posture when I finished at Umstead.
30 Days out people!!!!!! Gotta go check out the counter at Josh’s blog and watch it turn over to 30.
I know I will have a taper before Mohican. I will be away at a convention, in Nashville June 9 through the 13th. I think this will be a good distraction, as this is a pretty low key convention for me. I wanted to help mark trail at Mohican, but I think I will just spend Thursday with last minute details before driving to Mo. It looks like I will have company race weekend!! My husband is thinking of going with me, with the two nephews. He and the nephews can go canoe, or race go-karts in town, while I am out running all night.
On Sunday, all I could think of was the line from Monty Python: “bring out ye dead”. Bleh. I was tired. It had been a cold night too, temperature had dipped into the 40’s, but I was nice and warm in my zero sleeping bag.
The orange loop is 13 miles if you skip the Grist Mill section, 17 if you run that too. Since I did run it just in March, and had exorcised my demons of it (it really is not that big a deal, it just gives us runners something to whine about) I opted for the 13 mile.
The first three miles did not feel too good. In fact, I was adding walk breaks in, and I thought, this is going to be a long section if I feel this crappy this early.
Incidentally, being way tired and feeling like crap will probably be how I feel when I run the orange section for the second time, so it was actually good training.
BUT about mile 5, we pick up the mountain bike trail, and it starts weaving in and out of the pine trees, and I pick up the pace here. Now I am starting to feel good. We cross the road and continue on. This is one of my favorite sections, running the mountain bike trail on the ridge line. You start going downhill, so you are running fast, but it’s a bit technical with roots and trees in your way, but so fun! to run and dart and gravity is helping you run fast down the hill. I barely had time to jump out of a biker’s way as we met up unexpectedly around a tree.
This trail was in great shape also. I got back to the Covered Bridge and again amused the tourists by sitting in the river for awhile. I think I’m getting old. The water isn’t that cold anymore.
The next couple of posts are all in Mohican 100 Trail Race speak…
We gathered at the
Mohican Wilderness Campground where the Mohican 100 Trail Run begins. There was 17 of us for the Friday night run. Roy is still speaking when Rita says to me “let’s go” so we start running, and all follow suit. We run out of the campground, onto Wally Road, for less than one mile, when we turn left for the first climb of the yellow section.
The yellow, which is on the roads for ten miles, is up and down. Looking at the elevation on the map, the first climb is at least 400 feet. On this section, still in the daylight, it’s amazing how I remember the houses from last year.
I fall into running with Mary Lou, who has finished Mo in 95 and 96 and managed to get out for the run tonight, although still very undecided whether she’s trained enough for the race. We end up running the rest of the run together.
As full darkness encroaches, I do get out my Myo Exp Light and have it on my head. It is working fine. We fall into the habit of running behind three other runners..and then they turn around and run toward us. Apparently we all missed the “no outlet” sign and didn’t make the right turn that we needed. Oopps, 1/2 mile out of our way. No worries, this is a training run.
Runners are coming back toward us and we reach the ten mile point of Rock Point, which is where you would begin the Green Section of the race. Mary Lou and I make it to the Rock, and find plenty of water left for us.
We start back.Most of the course is the same, until about two miles out, when a different road is taken, so you come back to the campground from the opposite directin. Roy, Bob, and Steve are ahead of us. We end up all together at one point, then us ladies stop to pee and the guys get away. But at every intersection, I see a light pointed toward us, and I bob my light to tell them we get the turn.
So Mary Lou and I run, and finally we have about one mile left. Except the mile gets very long. Even to both of us. I pull out my directions. “Turn left at Geesling Road.” Hmm, we didn’t make that turn. And then I hear Roy yelling in the distance for us. Bless his heart, he waited, and then he turned and ran after us. We ran at least one mile past the road. So we all ran back. Roy and I pulled a bit ahead of Mary Lou, who was tiring. We finally reach the road we needed. Roy gives me explicit directions on the “right way” and says he will check on Mary Lou. So I amble up “Big Hill.” Roy catches me right before the top, saying he gave directions to her, and we start down “Big Hill.” It is a very very steep hill. It wasn’t so bad on legs with 22 miles on them, but this is the last hill before the finish; I can see quads locking up here big time.
We get to the bottom and Wally Road, which is now 1/2 mile to the campground and finish. But the road sign for Wally Road is gone. I tell Roy to go on ahead, I will wait and make sure Mary Lou & I both make it back to the campground- there is no way for us to now get lost! He finally goes on, after much pushing. I stretch my legs well as I wait. Mary Lou is fading, so we walk the rest of the course back.
I get to my bunk at 2am. I believe we ran about 24 miles. I drink a Boost, eat a banana and a small serving of pasta salad, and set my alarm for 6am. I don’t even bathe, I just tumble into bed.