Monthly Archives: October 2014

Introducing my New Blog

Introducing my New Blog!

 

Why start over?

Why not?

I’ve felt the rumblings of a rebrand for quite some time. This is not the first time I’ve switched blog names. My orginal blog was “Tales of the Trail Goddess” at www.ultranewby.blogspot.com.  I changed that not long before my first Massanutten Trail Run, feeling I had moved beyond “ultra newby” status after five years of running.

Then it was The Ultra Trail  Goddess, www.ultratrailgoddess.com, my last blog. It was still on Blogger, which I had been wanting to move from for quite some time.

Although I had been given the nickname “Ultra Trail Goddess” by well meaning and wonderful friends, I have at times been a bit self conscious about telling others (usually non-runners) the name of my blog.  I’ve never been much of a “goddess” type.

The other day, I punched in “ultratrailchick” into one of those domain checkers, and voila! this URL was available. I bought it.

Then I thought about what a PITA it would be to migrate UTG over from Blogger to WordPress.  Then I thought, why not just start fresh? It’s not like I have a zillion of followers, great site statistics or any of the other mumbo jumbo stuff bloggers get all excited about.

So I did it. Just jumped in, feet first, and here I am! A new blog! Welcome!  I’ll be tinkering for quite some time!

80 Miles at the Uwharrie 100 Race

Short version: I DNF’d! Yes, my first DNF in 2 years. But I’m okay with it.  The longer version:

Course Description:
The Uwharrie 100 is a figure 8 course. You first run the Dutchman’s Creek Trail, which ends at the Uwharrie Trail. You run 1/2 mile up the Uwharrie Trail to the Dusty Level Road, where Kelly’s Canteen Aid Station. Then you run the Uwharrie Trail back to the start/finish line.  You do this five times.

The course elevation:

 The loop is not so bad. There are many ups and downs. The problem is, you repeat these little ups and downs..five times over.  Think about this as “hill repeats”.  Going up one of these little hills (or even one of the bigger) is not that big a deal. But repeat it four more times. Over the course of 30 to 36 hours of time on your feet. This course will beat you down.

The race started promptly at 6 am, and the runners headed down Dutchman’s Creek Trail in the dark. I stepped off the course for a bio break, and found myself, alone, at the end of the pack, where I spent most of my race. The first four miles or so were in the dark.

 There were mile markers at each mile. This was very helpful to let you know where you where on the course.

This was an inaugural 100 mile race. The volunteers knew what they were doing. My first loop through the Crossroads Aid Station, I had bacon. My return trip on first loop, I was fed a grilled cheese-bacon-apple-Dijon mustard sandwich. Excellent guys!!

At mile 7.3, there is a little climb. It reminded me of climbing Short Mountain at MMT, except this little climb ends pretty quickly. (But remember, you repeat it four more times!)

Then there is “Soul Crusher” the next climb. This climb (according to my Garmin) is about 1.3 miles long. Just a long, uphill climb.

After you climb Soul Crusher, there is a nice long runnable descent, and then you are down by the creeks again. Although it’s hot, I know these creek beds are going to be cold in the night. I have my breathing mask in my drop bags which I know I am going to incorporate.
At mile 10, I am surprised to see..tents on the trail. Right on the trail. There is an adult, eating breakfast, nearby, and he remarks ” We didn’t set up camp until 1 am.”
The Uwharrie Trail is a bit runnable for the first three miles “back” to the start/finish line, then it turns into a bunch of undulating ups and downs.
I finish Loop One 20 minutes past my guesstimate time, no problem, and run Loop Two.  I ask for ice at each aid station, as it’s getting warm for mid October.  Hydration and nutrition are going good.  I make sure I pick up my light at the second time through Crossroads AS. It’s nowhere near dark, but in case something happens, I will have my light.
Loop Three-Enter Bea
Dan Paige, the Race Director, had posted that there were volunteer pacers available. I was lucky enough to meet up with Bea. Bea was knowledgeable and chatty, and we had fun as we started out Loop Three. I was actually surprised to find ourselves at Crossroads AS, 5 miles in. That’s what a pacer can do for you!
Poor Campers at mile marker 10, Bea and I were still chatting as we hit them in the night.
Nutrition-I was eating well on Loops One and Two. Loop Three the stomach began to get a bit fussy. I was still eating, but the quantity was going down. I could only eat “so much” before I knew to stop nibbling.  I was also having major heartburn that the Tums was not helping. I had no Pepcid or Zantac with me (a ROOKIE mistake!!) either.
Loop 4-enter John
We get back to the start/finish line at 220 am, only twenty minutes off my estimated time. Allison is there, gets me ready, and Bea and I start walking to the Dutchman’s Creek Trailhead.
“Hey are you going out there for another loop?” someone yells. Bea and I look at each other. I say ” I don’t have anything else to do, so yeah, we’re doing another loop.”
A male runner comes toward us and announces he is joining us, he doesn’t want to run alone. He just had a two hour nap, woke up, vomited, and is now ready to go.
It was good to have John with us. Fresh conversation, a young little stud! runner with us. Lots of chatter to help us get through the toughest time of an ultra, the hours before dawn.
Loop 4 is tough. OMG is that mile marker ONE? How long did that take us? I don’t look and I don’t care. We muster on. We get to Crossroads. The notion of the Baby Ruth Bar in my drop bag has my attention. I carefully eat a small serving of chicken-rice soup (homemade) and we head out. We’ve got two climbs in front of us. I get two bites of the Baby Ruth in, becuz I know we are going to climb.
I send John ahead of us. I’ve been leading most of the loop, but John is climbing better than me, so he goes first. I have to stop at least twice on this little “Sasquatch Summit” climb just because I’m panting through my breathing mask.
My exercised induced asthma is still an issue with me and 100 mile races. I wore my mask from the moment the temperatures started to drop, about 7pm, and kept it on until I quit, 11 am the next day.
It’s hot to wear, I pant when I climb, which dehydrates me, I usually wear it under my nose, which then rubs and chafes my nose. It’s pretty uncomfortable. But it warms up the air enough that it kept my bronchioles happy when the temperature really dropped right before dawn.
I also have to stop several times on the “Soul Crusher” Climb. But on the downhills, I am still way ahead of John and Bea. My quads are pretty much fine still, and I can bound down the hills. I pause and wait for Bea, happy for an excuse to stop and breathe.

The worse time of day, is of course, the hour before dawn. We just keep moving forward.
It is 8 am and I am just getting to Kelly’s Canteen on Loop 4. Crap.  I should be finishing the Loop by now.  Bea also stops at Kelly’s, as she only had so much time to pace overnight.
THANKS BEA!! I APPRECIATE YOUR COMPANY!!
Allison is here and I grab my hiking poles.  Uwharrie is not really suited for poles, but I know they will help me on all the climbs now.  John has pulled ahead of me, so I head out to the last aid station on Loop 4, Crossroads, then it’s just 5 miles past that back to the Start/Finish.
Having mile markers each mile keeps one very honest, especially when you start timing yourself. I’m way behind where I want to be for this Loop.
I get through Crossroads AS, eat half a nice turkey/cheese panini sandwich and keep going. But two hundred calories or so isn’t much to sustain energy for 4-5 hours.
The problem is,  I’m now “running” 21 or 22 minute miles.  While I am moving pretty well on flats and downhills-still shuffling in a running motion-I lose any momentum with the uphills.
In the last three miles, I’m trying to maintain a 20 minute mile. Nope. Every uphill sucks my time away.
Now I start thinking about Loop 5. If I could maintain 20 minute miles, it’s going to take me 7 hours for the last loop. But I am not maintaining 20 minute miles. And, as I am on the last most tired loop, and calorie-deficit, those 20 minute miles are not happening.
Mind Attitude-this is where I quit. I simply didn’t really care about finishing. And when that happens, you are done. I didn’t feel like busting my ass-which it would have been a dig deep, focus, WORK-to get to 100 miles and be over the official time limit.  So I simply stopped. And I am okay with that. The winner, who took 30 hours on the course, ran his last loop in 6 hours and change.  I told Dan the RD, I wasn’t having fun out there any longer, so I stopped.
What could I change?
Breathing mask-I’m going to look at different masks. I’m also thinking about not running 100 mile races where the temperatures are going to be cold in the overnights.
Nutrition-I am going to go back to trying liquid nutrition in the second half of a 100. I had thought about it for this race, but I didn’t want to bring a white powder (maltodextrin) through security on an airplane.  I’ve also used Tailwind nutrition on short runs, which has been fine. (Note: I did try Gatorade on Loop 4, which gave me heartburn and some nasty burps.)
Uwharrie Thoughts-Dan and Amanda Paige did an exceptional job for a first year 100 mile race. The volunteers were great, food was varied and plentiful and GOOD.  I have no complaints about the race! The course is deviously hard.  One loop, okay, nice and fun to run.  Repeat that four more times?  Now that’s tough!

Pre-Race Thoughts on the Uwharrie 100

The course is a figure 8 loop. There are only two spots for drop bags, one at the start/finish, and one at the intersection of the two loops, which means I will have access to the drop bag at mile 6, mile 14, mile 20. 

The weather looks like a high of 75, low of about 50 for Saturday-good for my asthma!

  Saturday 
18 October 2014 Eastern Daylight Time

SUN
Begin civil twilight 7:03 a.m.
Sunrise 7:28 a.m.
Sun transit 1:05 p.m.
Sunset 6:41 p.m.
End civil twilight 7:06 p.m.

The race begins at 6 am, which means I will start with a headlamp. This is good, as I can drop it into my drop bag at mile six.  Then I can pick it back up again toward the end of Loop Two, to make sure I have a light. I should begin Loop 3 in daylight..but my guesstimate time is starting Loop 3 is 6 pm. It’s better to have the light and not need it!

I have a pacer for loops 3 and 4! Her name is Bea and she is a local.  They put the word out via Facebook that there were some volunteer pacers available, and I mentioned I would not mind some company..voila, Bea!

Allison is going to be my crew. There’s been a slight course adjustment, so it appears she can meet me at the start/finish, and then apparently mile 12 or so.  This second meet up I was not planning on, so Allison and I will discuss this when she arrives on Friday.

These are the times I have guesstimated I can finish the loops in:
Loop 1 5.15 hours
Loop 2 5.20 hour
Loop 3 8 hours  (darkness loop)
Loop 4 7.5 hours
Loop 5 6 hours

It adds up to roughly 32.5 hours.

Goals?  Finish the Race, always first!  2) Finish under 33 hours 3) Finish under 32 hours.

Running Around Camp Tuscazoar..Again!

I seem to make about a yearly trip to the Bolivar area, to either run on the Zoar Valley Trail or explore Camp Tuscazoar.  I was last at Camp Tuscazoar in 2012.  There have been two new FB Groups on the Camp Tuscazoar area, where I learned new mountain bike trails had been carved.

Having a haircut in the area, I headed to Camp Tuscazoar afterwards.  Thanks to a great new map online, I decided to follow the mountain bike, hop on the Zoar Valley Trail, and see if the Dover Dam construction had been completed since my last visit.

The new haircut, before starting. I decided to just follow the mountain bike trail around.

 It’s a nice mountain bike trail!  Single track!

 Nice signage!

 Pioneer Point. There are white painted rocks here that spell out “Camp Tuscazoar” but they are badly overgrown. I’m sure it’s not enough for an Eagle Scout Project, but it would be cool to see this old (from the 1930’s) signage renewed.

Speaking of signage, these trails are great. The last time I wandered around Camp Tuscazoar, it was more by ‘accident’ that I found my way up to Pioneer Point. Now there are signs!

I took the right here, to wander down to the ZVT, the Zoar Valley Trail. Actually, what I believe is the ZVT is closer to the river, but this little jeep road takes you to the Dover Dam.

I bypassed the Roost Trail to continue down to the Dover Dam, just about a 1/4 mile down the road.

 It appears the construction is done on the Dover Dam.

I then ran down the Zoar Valley Trail, which puts you right along the Tuscarawas River.

I watched my mileage, then bushwhacked up the hill, which puts me on the same jeep road I was on. Now I was going to follow the mountain bike trail to the “Roost”.

There was a little climb here up to the Ridge, where I ended up right above the Dover Dam!

Very nice trail. Nice singletrack to run on. I will be back here again, to run.

Buzzard’s Roost

 I took the “Iron Mine” Trail which was a great downhill descent. I didn’t see the wall, but I was busy admiring the trail and woods through here.

“After establishing the community of Zoar in 1817-1818, the German separatists began mining iron in the surrounding hills to provide income for the community. One such mine was located on the present camp property. A technique known as kidney mining, an early form of strip mining, was used to uncover the raw iron ore. The soil was stripped away to reveal the ore beneath. Signs of this activity can still be seen along the northern side of the horseshoe trail from Buzzard’s Roost.”

I kept encountering various cabins and structures on my run. This was a memorable one. It turns out this was “Troop Five” Cabin.
The original Troop 5 cabin was built in 1920 on a terrace above a small spring known as Gist’s Spring near Old Campsite. The cabin was disassembled and moved to its present site in 1933. Troop 5 Cabin is constructed almost entirely of wood from Camp Tuscazoar and resembles the log cabins at nearby Schoenbrunn. It is the oldest cabin at Camp Tuscazoar.


 Check out the fireplace. Once that bad boy got going, I bet it heated everyone out of the building!

This vintage Smokey The Bear was on the inside of the door. It still holds true!

This is a cool place to run. I was able to get about ten miles in with just repeating less than one mile of trail. Running down to the Zoar Valley Trail can extend mileage. The best thing is, this is about 40 minutes from home, new trails to run on!

Countdown to Uwharrie: 2 Weeks Out

I’m getting kind of messed up with my countdown. All I know now it’s  October 6th and my race is October 18.

This has been a very good week of training. My stress level is way down (no longer 8/10, more like a 3/10, aka normal).  The Coach is back and now I’m feeling accountable, which means I’m running my schedule and not dodging workouts just ‘cuz I’m tired from work.

This is a very good time to feel *back in the grove* since I’ve got a 100 mile race in two weeks.

Today Yesterday was my 17 mile run. My last long run before Uwharrie. It needs to be a trail run, hopefully the ups and downs of the trail at Salt Fork will help mimic the up/down at  Uwharrie.  I was not able to really train on “technical” training as I believe the Uwharrie 100 course will be..but I did finsh The Ring, and I like running on rocks. Being such a fan of the Massanutten Trail,  I am thinking I should feel very at home on the  Uwharrie and Dutchman’s Trail at the Uwharrie.

I had a pretty good run. I brought my hiking poles with me. On “close” trails, meaning the trails are a bit overgrown, if you are *running* hiking poles slow you down.  I was doing 18 minute miles with these poles, and a bit frustrated. I stashed them along the trail where I could easily extract afterwards, from the roads, and my pace increased. Sweet. 

17 miles in 4.44. Okay pace. I could have ate more but didn’t pat down my pack to see what I had with me.

I had an absolutely horrible night sleeping Sunday night with a 530am wake up call for work. I decided in advance to bail on my workout.

I got my filing cabinet painted coral after work and a bit more gear sorted in my new running/workout space downstairs.

 The sorting is important since I need to get stuff organized to fly out of town next Thursday.

 Sock monkeys are just so cheerful…