Week of September 23 - Another race report

Kristy is the one standing next to me.  

Sunday - Well, I ran another race.  Nope, not an ultra but a short little 10k trail race.  Yeah, yeah, I know, I always say these short ones hurt too much, but here's the deal.  Several months ago, Kristy, my Pilates instructor said that if I could do two minutes of pushups on the power plate, she'd run five miles with me.  Well, I can't pass up that kind of challenge, so I proceeded to do two minutes of pushups, much to her surprise and dismay.  Since then I haven't let her forget about it.  Well, a couple of weeks ago, she mentioned that she had signed up for the Xterra 10K trail race at Snowbasin.  I told her that I would come run it with her and that would satisfy the bet.
As you can see from the picture, she managed to talk several of her other Pilates clients into running the race as well.  She even made up tanks for them to wear.  I don't think I would look nearly as good in one as they do.
So, my original plan was to just run the race with her and have a good time.  While we were at the starting line, I noticed that there weren't too many runners in the race and my competive nature took over.  I told Kristy that I was going to race it rather than just run it with her.

We had to run thru the smoke from the starting cannon

When the cannon went off I took off.  I started to regret the fast start when my left hamstring started to complain from the over stretching it had done the day before while on the trail.  Yeah, kind of sore and tweeky.  Once we went around the parking lot and hit the trail though, it warmed up and never gave me any issues after that.
The reason I don't like shorter races is that if you race them, you essentially are redlined the entire time.  Yep, that was this race.  First, it was at 6500' going up to about 7500', and second, it was about four miles of uphill and two miles of downhill.  I'm used to taking it a little easy aerobically since I usually do ultras, and those don't generally require getting your heart rate up to above 85% max for long periods of time.  The race itself was pretty uneventful.  Three aid stations (three for a 10K? really?) that I blew through.  I don't need any water for six miles.  My main thoughts for most of the race was "I can suffer for an hour" and "beer at the finish line".  So I passed quite a few as they ran out of gas on the uphill, and several managed to repass me on the downhill.  I think this is where my trail running really comes in handy since most of the others probably spend most of their time on the roads.  Like I mentioned earlier, I had pulled a hamstring the day before while recovering from tripping over a rock, well, about 3/4 mile from the finish I was going downhill as fast as I could when I felt the quad in the other leg twinge pretty good.  My immediate thought, "great, now I'm out for weeks".  After an initial couple of seconds assessment, I decided to just push as hard as I could to the finish anyway.  I ended up crossing the finish line in 57:56.  Not my fastest 10K time, but this wasn't a nice flat road course either.  Still, the time was good enough for 23rd out of 83 and 1st in my age group (50-54).  Not too bad for an old man and Brody's grandpa.  After I finished, I went back up the hill to the course and met Kristy and ran her in for the last half mile.  She was booking pretty good down the trail.  I did yell at her like she yells at us in her men's Pilates class.  She just laughed.  She came in about 10 minutes behind me and her time was good enough for 3rd in her age group.  Not too bad for her first race of any kind.  Karen came with me and cheered us all on.  It was a good time and I'm glad I did it.  Kristy has now officially paid her bet off.  Miles - 6.2

Monday - Dang, I was sore from the race yesterday. I went with Aric from 22nd street for about six miles and I was slow, slow, slow.  I felt my age today.  The hamstring and the quad were still sore from the weekend's exertions.  Miles - 6.0

Tuesday - Went for another lunchtime run.  This one wasn't too bad.  I did feel a bit better than yesterday but my piriformis is bugging me big time.  Went for another run after work with the HUMR crowd.  Bj and I turned around at 2.5 since I had to get to Pilates class and Bj is tapering for the Bear this Friday.  All in all, a decent day.  Miles - 10.0

Wednesday - Only had time for a run after work.  Decided to make it a road run around home.  I figure if I'm going to run 50 miles on the road in October, I'd better do a few before then.  Miles - 5.4

Thursday - Didn't do squat except for Pilates.  Even that wasn't that difficult.  Lots of stretching and core work.  Actually felt good to do some stretching.  Miles - 0.0

Friday - Crewed and paced at the Bear 100.  I went up Friday after work and just went from aid station to aid station crewing and helping out friends running the race.  I ended up at the Beaver Mountain Ski Lodge waiting for Joel to show up.  he had planned on showing up at around 3am, but ended up getting there around 4:45am.  He was looking kind of rough too.  His wife and I got him fed, and let him take a short 10 minute nap, then we headed out.  Dang it was cold, frost on the ground. 

We took off out of Beaver Mountain at a blistering shuffle.  Just before dwan we both noticed this white stuff falling.  What the heck, it was a little bit of snow.  That ain't right.  We also saw this nifty little sign along the trail.  I thought it was funny to see something like this in the middle of the woods in the middle of the night far away from any sort of civilization.



Eventually daylight arrived, but it was cloudy.  This kept things a little on the cool side, but not to bad.  We got into the Gibson Basin aid and fueled up, spent a couple minutes there and headed out again.



Looking back at the Gibson Basin aid

 

 



Ranger Campground aid

 

 




We spent the next hour and a half trekking to the Ranger Campground aid station. This place rocked. Grilled Italian sausage and pancakes. Good stuff and lots of calories for Joel.
Now we had about three miles of solid climbing followed by about 4 miles of flat and downhill to the Ranger Dip aid station.  This is the last aid station before the finish and has probably the most difficult climb of the race at 92 miles.  Steep, straight up the mountainside topping out at 9000'.  Ugh!  Still, Joel climbed this one pretty strong, I think he was starting to smell the barn and wanted this thing over with.

 



Game face on, last two miles

Once we hit the top of that climb, I took a pit stop and told Joel I would catch up.  Next thing I knew, he was long gone.  It took me two miles to catch him.  He was rocking the downhill, passing everybody in sight.  All of the people that had passed him in the previous 10 miles were now in his rear view nirror and he wasn't letting up on the pace.  I had mentioned at Ranger Dip that we had 7.4 miles and we needed to get to the finish in two hours.  He wasn't sure he could do it, but we ended up doing it in 1.5 hours.  Now that's impressive. 

So in the end, Joel competed his first 100 mile run.  I had a great time running the last 25 with him.  Hopefully I was a little help in keeping him on task and getting him to the finish.  Below are some other scenery shots I took.  It really is a pretty course.  I may need to do this one next year.

Joel and Kathryn checking out his nifty plaque and belt buckle

 

 

 

 

Week of September 16

Sunday - Went for a run up Middle Fork.  Karen and I rode up there on Saturday and I've been wanting to run up there and find a trail that, on a map, goes in a loop.  Well, I found it and it was pretty cool.  I thought that maybe the trail would take me up to the plateau above Pineview but it didn't go that high.  Instead, it topped out at about 7500' and had me go over several saddles.  I had awesome views of the Ogden Valley.  While I was up there, I saw some other trails that I think need some exploring.  Maybe I'll go back up this weekend.  The cool thing about the run was that I saw one other person and that was within about a half mile of the trailhead.  No horses, no bikes, no hikers, just me.  I love that sense of adventure when I get out someplace new by myself.  Makes me feel more alive.  Miles - 12.4

Monday - Well, I started up with the lunchtime runs again.  Went out for awhile, made a visit to the bank while I was out. After work I headed for Rainbow and ran north to the canal road.  I was by myself so I decided to push it some.  Felt pretty good.  Not sure if today was my fastest time for this route but it was up there.  The legs are getting that feeling of being tired.  You know, when you're constantly training and constantly tired.  Love it.  Means I'm working.  Hey, milestone time.  AS of today, I hit 2000+ miles of running for the year.  The earliest I have ever hit 2000 miles in a year was in 2009 when I hit that mark Nov. 14th.  I'm on track for 2600 this year!  Miles - 12.5

Here's a little rant.  One of the HUMR's posted a note about a stage race called the Mountain Ultra (www.beyondtheultimate.co).  5 days, 220km (136 miles), $3400 entry, in Colorado.  $3400?  Seriously?  What do they provide?  Let's see, water, boiling water so you can prepare your own food.  Shared tents, medical support, a meal post race each day, an experienced race director, a limited edition training shirt, transfers to and from Gunnison airport, oh, and they'll handle your luggage. Oh, and only one day do you actually run an ultra and it's only 48 miles.  All of the other days are 40km or less.  Holy crap!  If they are actually suckering people into signing up for this I'm in the wrong line of work.  For that much money ($680/day) I'd better get 5 star accomodations without sharing with other sweaty smelly runners, somebody had better be cooking my meals for me, I'd better get a shirt every day and some other really cool schwag.  If people are actually signing up for this then they have more money than common sense and obviously need to separated from said money as quickly as possible.  Maybe I should organize something like that around here and have the base camp at a hotel in downtown Ogden.  It would be a whole lot cheaper for the runners.  Good grief, I put on a 100 mile event that is one of the cheapest in the country and I'll give you a nifty shirt, a belt buckle if you finish, some buffalo stew, home brew if there's any left.  Wow, just wow!

So let me know, would you pay this much to do something like this?

Tuesday - Started out from Rainbow with hopes of going around six miles.  Decided instead to have a little fun and bushwack up the mountainside.  Had enough time to gain about 1000'.  Kind of fun.  Need to do that more often.  Went to Pilates in the evening.  Kristie for some reason thought I was about 42 years old (I think she was being nice).  Miles - 2.8

Wednesday - The lunchtime run was a speed session of sorts.  Went out on the bike path and did four repeats of around 0.6 miles.  I was a little tired, didn't sleep well last night.  Was going to go out after work, but didn't feel like it.  I think I'm coming down with a cold.  I hate colds.  Miles - 5.1

Thursday - Went for my lunchtime run.  Nothing special.  I did try to keep the pace up a bit.  After work I ran to my Pilates class.  Hadn't done that before.  I was going to run home, but Aric gave me a ride since it was getting dark.  Guess I need to take a headlamp if I'm going to do that.  Miles - 10.1

Friday - Had big plans to go out after work.  Well, I did go out after work, it was just to dinner with Karen.  Miles - 0

Saturday - Went with some HUMR's to Middle Fork and ran the trail I ran last week.  The fall colors were even more spectacular than the week before.  It was a bit on the chilly side, 38 degrees when we started, but it warmed up nicely into the 70's by the time we were done.  Too bad it was so smokey and hazy, the views would have been even better than they were.  Everyone seemed to have a good time.  I did manage to pull a hamstring a bit though.  I tripped over a rock and was doing the recovery dance down the trail trying to avoid falling and pulled it.  Kind of bothered me for the rest of the day, but not enough to not run.  Miles - 12.4















Total for the week - 55.3  Not as much as I would like, but better than nothing I guess.  Hopefully next week I can get a few more in.

Restaurant review - I think I've reviewed the restaurant we went to Friday night before.  We went to our favorite Indian reastaurant, Sitara.  We go there quite a bit.  The food is very good and the prices aren't too bad.  The service can be hit or miss at times, but most of the time it's adequate.

Week of September 9 Post Wasatch ramblings and another restaurant review

Sunday - Actually went on a hike with Karen.  We went from 22nd street up Indian Trail to the shelter and back down.  It was a super nice morning for a hike.  My legs weren't too sore and my stomach had settled down by now.  Miles - 5.0

One of the good things about the hike was it gave us the chance to evaluate what went wrong at Wasatch.  In our discussions, Karen came up with the thought that I had too much caffeine in my system and that's what upset my stomach.  If you've ever had too much coffee on an empty stomach, you know the feeling.  When I thought about my caffeine consumption on race day, I have to agree with my wife.  Here's what I had in the way of food and caffeine on race day. 
Breakfast - A couple of bowls of Corn Pops and a large mug of coffee on the way to the start.  Typical.
During the race - 1st Endurance Liquid Shot gel about every half hour from the start until Big Mountain.  This stuff has caffeine in it.  Three Prerace capsules every 3-4 hours during the day.  This stuff has caffeine in it.  Coke and/or Mtn Dew at every aid station, yep, has caffeine in it.  Couple all of that caffeine with a fairly empty stomach most of the day (not much solid food) and you have a recipe for an upset stomach.  Other food I ate were some cantaloupe at Francis Peak (not much calories, mostly water), nothing solid at Bountiful B, nothing solid at Sessions, half a ham and cheese sandwich at Swallow Rock, nothing solid at Big Mountain, nothing solid at Alexander Ridge, some pumpkin pie and a Starbucks Frappucino (more caffeine) at Lamb's.  Yeah, I was OD'ing on caffeine.
So, what do I do from here?  Well, I have a 38 mile run across Zion NP next month and a 50 mile race next month.  Both of these runs will give me the opportunity to try some different food.  One of the issues I had during the race, and at most races longer than 50 miles, is that I get extremely tired of sweet stuff.  I crave savory, spicy food, spagehtti, eggs with Tabasco sauce, bacon, summer sausage, cheese, etc.  So I'm going to look for something along those lines that I can take along or have in a drop bag.  Stuff that will give me a feeling of fullness and have a pretty high caloric density.
So what's the take away?  For all of my races I'm going to back way off on the caffeine.  I still want my morning coffee (I like it), but I'm going to cut way back on gels with caffeine and not drink as much Coke at aid stations (I like it though).
Jsut goes to show that even though I've run around 50 ultras now, I still am learning what and what not to do.

Monday - Didn't do squat.

Tuesday - Didn't run but did go to Pilates class.  The legs were still a touch sore, but overall they were in good shape.  Pilates kicked my butt though.  Lots of core work along with some shoulder work.  I need that.  I'm trying to get rid of the table muscle that covers my six pack ;-)

Wednesday - Went for a short run with Karen and Alicia from 22nd street.  Lots of walking involved.  The legs felt pretty good.  Maybe a bit of residual soreness, but not much.  This run gave me a chance to chat with Alicia and find out how her race went.  She ended up timing out at Brighton.  Her stomach seememd to do ok as that was her big concern.  Just didn't move fast enough.  She'll be back to try again.  Miles - 4.8

Thursday - 22nd street again with a pretty good crew.  We went from 22nd street at a pretty easy pace.  No walking involved here.  Felt good.  Got a chance to stretch the legs out a bit and see how they did.  I think I'me ready to step it up again and get some serious training in before OV 50.  I feel a 50 mile PR coming on....maybe.  Miles - 5.9

Friday I had big plans to go out to the island and run a few miles on the Mountain View Trail.  Well, I got to the fence at about mile 1 and there were about six bulls scattered along the trail, including one right at the opening thru the fence.  They weren't inclined to move either.  So I watched them for a bit just because they're cool animals, then turned around and headed back to the car.  I couldn't go around with the fence in the way and I had a time constraint that wouldn't allow me to drive to another trail.  Oh well.  Miles - 1.8

Saturday - Went for a horsey ride with Karen.  We went up Middle Fork again, this time a bit further.  It was a perfect day for the outing.  The trees are really starting to turn color now that the days are getting a bit cooler.  All in all a good time.  We ended up riding a bit over nine miles.  I decide that I needed to go back out on Sunday on foot and find a trail I've been wanting to do.  Miles - 0.0

So I had a nice recovery week from Wasatch.  I did want to do a bit more running than I did, but that's ok, the rest is needed.  I'll hit it next week.

Total miles for the week - 17.5

Restaurant review - Dickey's BBQ
Karen and I have been wanting to try this new BBQ place near Winco.  You can smell the food from 12th street as you drive by.  So we went on Friday and I guess we beat the rush.  Once we sat down, the line got longer and longer.  Dickey's is a BBQ chain.  Their menu is fairly simple, some different meat plates, sandwiches, soft drinks, and sides.  I had the two meat platter with shredded brisket and the smoked turkey.  For sides I had the mac-n-cheese and cole slaw.  The brisket was good, nice flavor though a little fatty for my liking.  The turkey also had nice flavor.  A nice smokey flavor and very tender.  The mac-n-cheese was good.  Not as good as waht I make from scratch, but certainly edible.  The cole slaw was good as well.  Nothing special about it.  Karen also had the two meat platter.  She liked it as well as the sides she ordered.  One of the kind of neat things about this place is that they have a soft serve machine by the drink area.  You can get your own soft serve cone, no additional charge.  Kinda cool since I have a weakness for ice cream of any sort.  So, the big question is, would we go back?  We decided that yeah, we would.  I did think it was a bit pricey given that it's basically one step above a fast food place.  Portion size was adequate, but for the price, I would have liked more.  Still, the food was good and we did leave withe our stomachs full.

Wasatch Race Report

Warning, this one is pretty long and not necessarily that entertaining.  You have been warned.  If you read on and think "damn, that was boring", then it's your own fault.
Well, I figured I have the time, why not get a race report done while the events are still fresh in my mind.
So, Friday morning (this is Utah after all), I toed the line with about 300 other crazy runners to run the Wasatch 100 Mile Endurance Run.  Time limit, 36 hours, my hoped for time, 29 hours.
At exactly 5am (I hate early race starts, why can't they start at a decent time, say 8am), we got the signal to take off into the early morning darkness.  I felt good, strong, confident in my ability to get this done and score that nifty sub-30 hour buckle.
The first 3.5 miles are along the shoreline trail above Kaysville and Layton.  You could see the city lights a couple hundred feet below as we traversed along the mountainside. At about the four mile point, the trail goes straight up the mountain, climbing 4500 feet in 4.5 miles.  Yeah, tough climb, maybe the toughest one in the race.  You top out on a climb aptly called chinscraper.  It's a 30-40 foot scramble up a 45 degree slope that has you using your hands as well as your feet.  I got up here in a little over 2-1/2 hours.  About my usual time.  I felt good, things were going well. We3 then start running along the ridgeline at about 9000' for the next several miles.  The sun was coming up, temps were still cool, I was cruising along using little effort, life was good. At about mile 13 we were treated to a water stop on top of the mountain by the race director. Shortly after this I came across Aric, one of my friends and training partners.  He was already walking, and this was flat ground.  He told me he felt a pop in his hamstring and could hardly run at all.  Not good since he was planning on running a faster time than his stellar performance last year.  I wished I could have helped him in some way, but there was nothing I could do.  Shortly after this runners were treated to a four mile downhill on the radar tower road to the first aid station at 18 miles.  I got here just a few minutes behind my planned pace.  It used to be that family, crew, spectators were allowed up here.  With the Farmington Canyon road closed, just the aid station people were there.  Made for a much quieter stop.  After five minutes here I trotted on down the 4 x 4 road for the next few miles.  The next section from the this aid station to the next one at Bountiful B is one that I'm not fond of.  Some dirt road running followed by a series of short steep climbs that are really not fun at all.  Still, I did well through here and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I got to the Bountiful B aid station (23 miles) still feeling well and only 10 minutes behind my planned pace.  After about five minutes here refueling and re-hydrating, I took off for Sessions Liftoff, the next aid station.  This next several miles is all forest service road and not too bad of running.  Nice views of Morgan County and the surrounding mountains.  I still felt good and was in a great mood, moving along well.  I got to Sessions about 10 minutes behind my target pace.  I was happy with that.  My target pace was pretty aggressive, so I figured that if I was a bit behind, not a problem.  The next section is a long, hot, hilly seven miles to Swallow Rock.  We were exposed to the noon sun by now and it warmed up quite a bit.  We did have a nice breeze, but that sun still beat down on you.  The good thing was, I was still on pace, feeling good, and just cruising along.  Swallow Rock always has popsicles and those always hit the spot.  I had a couple, grabbed a couple things to eat and took off for Big Mountain.  In between Swallow Rock and Big Mountain is where things started to go south, I just didn't realize it at the time.  My stomach started to get a bit queasy, nothing big, just a bit unsettled.  Up to this  point I had been eating and drinking plenty, at least I think I was, yeah, I was.  I popped a ginger chew thinking that would help some, and it did....for awhile, but then the feeling came back.  You know how it is, you don't feel like hurling, but you don't want to eat anything for fear that might happen.   You can't do that in a 100 mile race without bad things happening.  You have to eat and drink, otherwise you fail.  So at 39 miles in, I get into Big Mountain.  This is a major aid station and the first place family and crew are allowed to meet their runner.  Also, this si the first place you can have a pacer.  Britta, Bj, Sami, and Lori were all there to greet me.  Britta had brought a slushy.  This was perfect.  Nice warm day, nice cold drink.  Yep, hit the spot.  Trouble is, I didn't get anything else to eat and I should have.  Slushy's don't have very many calories and I'm burning through 125 calories every mile.  I spent about 10-15 minutes at Big Mountain, regrouping, chatting, eating my slushy, then took off.  As I left, I noticed that my hill climbing ability (not that I have much to begin with) was noticeably lower.  I could climb, but not at the same rate I was earlier.  I just chalked it up to being 39 miles into a run and tired.  Meanwhile, I had quit eating my 1st Endurance Liquid Shot.  Usually this gel willl get me to about 60-70 miles before I just can't stand anymore of the stuff.  Planning on this, I had stuffed a bunch of GU's in my drop bag and had some of those with me.  I did manage to choke one of these down, but that was pretty much it.  I had about eight miles to the next aid station through the most exposed part of the course during the hottest part of the day.  Yeah, it was warm.  Believe or not, I was still moving well, even with my stomach still in an unsettled state of affairs.  By the time I got to Alexander Ridge, at 48 miles, I was really starting to not feel well and actually started entertaining thoughts of dropping.  I sat for about 20 minutes at Alexander Ridge just trying to pull myself together.  Every time I would stand up, I would get dizzy.  I knew I had to make it to Lamb's Canyon, since Karen was there helping out.  I gave her a call and let her know what was happening.  She told me to pull it together and get going.  So I did what any good husband does, and listened to my lovely wife and did what she said.  The next six miles were mostly a walk.  By now my stomach was really not happy with me.  I still didn't feel like hurling, but in the state it was in, any sort of food was flat out unappealing.  I finally made it to Lamb's Canyon aid.  This is at 53 miles and is right next to the freeway.  This is also another major aid station where you can meet your family, pick up a pacer, etc.  I got in and immediately had a crew around me, Karen, Britta, Meghan, Bj, all trying to take care of me so I could continue on.  One of the things you have to do at certain points in the race is a weigh in.  You initially weigh in during the race check in the day before.  This is your baseline weight.  Mine was 177.8 lbs.  When I weighed at Big Mountain, I was at 175 lbs.  This is normal.  That means that I'm hydrated and fueled fine.  In the 13 miles between Big Mountain and Lamb's Canyon, I went from 175 to 167.4 lbs.  I was now down 10 lbs.  Some 100 mile races will pull you if your weight loss exceeds 7%.  I was down 6% at this point.  Not good, not good at all.  Not only that, but I had filled my hydration pack to 70 oz. at Alexander Ridge, when I got to Lamb's, it still had 60 oz. in it.  Not only was I not eating, I wasn't drinking either.  I had never been in this situation before.  I've had stomach issues in races, but it was usually fleeting and in shorter races.  I still had 47 miles to go, through the night, and part of the next day.  Now I was seriously entertaining thoughts of dropping.  Because I hadn't fueled adequately, my legs were super tired and I still had the hardest parts of the course to go.  I talked it over with Karen and the crew and decided to at least get to the next aid station eight miles away.  I think I spent about 30 minutes at Lamb's trying to regroup.  I did manage to get about 400 calories down me in the form of a Starbucks Frappucino and some pumpkin pie.  That was a good thing.  I told Karen to not take off for about an hour, because if I hurled, I was coming back in.
At Lamb's I picked up my first pacer, Meghan.  This would be the third Wasatch she has paced me for.  We get along really well, have a good time running together and are comfortable in each other's presence.  All good qualities if some one going to be doing something like this with you.  My stomach issues were something totally new to her and she told me she didn't know how to deal with it except to try and keep me going.  So away we went.  Now even though my legs were shot and I had a hard time eating anything, we still made good time to Upper Big Water.  How that happened, I don't know, but it did.  All along this section, my stomach was in knots.  Several times I had to stop because I thought for sure I was going to hurl.  Never did though.  Through this section several other runners passed me.  At this point, I really didn't care.  I had pretty much made the decision to drop at Upper Big Water.  I couldn't fathom how I was going to continue on for another 38 miles in state I was in.  We got to Upper Big Water at about 10pm.  Not too bad considering the state I was in, but I knew going on was not an option.  I told the aid station captain that I was going to drop here.  Thus began the hunt for an eventual ride home.  Poor Meghan, meanwhile, had her car stashed at Brighton, another 13 miles down the trail.  She did manage to find a runner without a pacer and asked if he wanted one.  He said sure, and they took off.
So I dropped out of Wasatch.  I now have four finishes in six attempts.  Naturally I'm disappointed, but not overly so.  In the state I was in, continuing was not feasible.  Who knows if I could have pulled things together at some point and started feeling well.  Tough to say.  So I failed.  Is that a bad thing?  Not at all but it's still a failure to complete a goal.  There will be other years and other races and this one is now water under the bridge.  One of the good things that came out of this is that I was able to get to the finish line courtesy of Forrest and Breein and watch some of the fast runners come across.  This was pretty cool because a lot of them are my friends and I really enjoyed watching them rock some fast times.
So I'll probably be back next year.  Hopefully I'll get this stomach thing figured out and be as well trained as I was this year and maybe get that elusive sub-30 buckle yet.
Many thanks to my lovely wife Karen for volunteering at the Lamb's Canyon aid and for supporting me in my  somewhat foolish running endeavors.  Thanks also to all of my friends that were out there supporting me, Meghan for putting up with my crap while pacing me.  You guys all are the best.
Meanwhile, tomorrow one of my friends is doing the Ironman Wisconsin and I intend to follow her progress throughout the day.  I hope she does extremely well, go Sally!

Week of September 2 - Wasatch this Friday

Sunday - Didn't run at all.  It kind of bugged me since it's been three days now.  I feel fat.  Instead, Karen and I went for a horsey ride on Antelope Island.  We went up the Sentry Trail.  I hadn't been up there in awhile, so it was nice to go somewhere a little different.  It was a gorgeous day, clear air, warm but not hot.  Very nice indeed.

Monday - Finally went for a run.  Went north from Rainbow to the canal road.  I was by myself for the way out, but met up with Forrest, Breein, and Emily for the run back.  I cruised the run out, felt good, strong, fast (fast being a relative term).  Going back it was nice to chat with friends.  On the long clamb back, there was a mountain bike part way up the hill.  I always make it a game to try and catch them before they get to the top, so I took off after the guy.  I caught him right at the top of the climb.  Definitely had to push hard for that one but it felt good to expend that kind of effort.

Tuesday - Nothing at all.  Was going to Pilates, but the class filled and there isn't a spot.  Oh well.  Rest time.

Wednesday - I plan on running a few.  I'll amend this if I do.

Thursday - Nothing planned except go to bed early.

Friday - Race Time!

Wasatch Preview -
So, time for my main race of the season.  This will be my 6th attempt at Wasatch and hopefully my 5th finish.  I say hopefully because in a 100 mile race, anything can happen regardless of how well you're trained.  A stumble and twisted ankle, stomach going south even though it never has in the past, mauled by a bear or a moose (not really, but I suppose it could happen).
Last year I ran the Grand Slam of Ultrarunning and did just fine at Wasatch.  If I had gotten my butt out of aid stations sooner, I might have gone sub-30 hour, or at least close to it.  But I was tired.  Well, this year I'm much better trained than I ever have been for this race.  My year-to-date mileage is over 400 miles higher than last year and higher than it ever has been before Wasatch.  That's like having an extra month and a half of training for me.  I've raced roughly once a month since January and each race has been a PR for me, some by substantial margins.  Even the mental attitude is there this time to try and run my fastest time ever for this race.  Here's the list of races I've done this year.

January -
Kahtoola Bigfoot Snowshoe Festival 25K

February -
Striders Winter Training Series 5K, my fastest 5K in a very long time on a difficult course
Moab Red Hot 55K - course PR by about 10 minutes

April -
Grand Canyon R2R2R - Another fun time in the big ditch with friends.  Added bonus, snow!
Salt Flats 100 - The earliest in the year I've ever run a 100. 

May -
Timp Trail Marathon - course PR by a lot.

June -
Logan Peak - Another course PR and one of my favorite races.

July -
Speedgoat 50K - Not sure I like this race.  Gorgeous but incrediblyl difficult.  Another course PR on a longer course than last year.

August -
Waldo 100K - Another of my favorite races.  Longer course so no course PR, but it was still good.

So, how does it look for me at Wasatch?  Well, I'm going to do my best to go under 30 hours this year.  The key is going to be getting out of the aid stations quickly during the later miles of the race.  In 2008 I ran a 28 hour race but it took me 32 hours to do, mainly because I spent over four hours in aid stations.  Not happening this year if I can help it.
Pacers?  I had two lined up, Meghan and Britta.  Meghan for the section from Lamb's Canyon to Brighton (23 miles), and Britta for Brighton to the finish (25 miles).  Britta had a stress fracture in her foot and it's still giving her issues, so I managed to get Ryan to pace me for the last 25 if he's there waiting for me.  He's pacing a friend to Brighton and if he gets there before I do, then he paces me, if not, then the last 25 is on my own.  That's what has me a bit worried.  I tend to loose focus late in a race because of the tiredness and pain.  If I can keep that focus, then the last 25 won't be an issue.
Weather?  The weather is going to play to my strength.  It's going to be a warm one.  I love running in warm weeather.  High on Friday around 85, low Friday night in the mountains probably in the mid 40's.  I won't have to bundle up too much.  No rain in the forecast either.
So, here's my pace chart - yep, I'm throwing out a 29 hour pace.

		Time in
Start	0 mi.	5:00
Francis Peak	18.76 mi.	9:10
Bountiful B	23.95 mi.	10:30
Sessions	28.23 mi.	11:25
Swallow Rocks	34.91 mi.	13:30
Big Mountain	39.4 mi.	14:25
Alexander	47.44 mi.	16:25
Lambs Canyon	53.13 mi.	18:10
Millcreek	61.68 mi.	20:45
Deso	66.93 mi.	23:00
Scotts Pass	70.79 mi.	0:15
Brighton Lodge	75.61 mi.	1:30
Ant Knolls	80.27 mi.	3:30
Poll Line Pass	83.39 mi.	4:30
Rock Springs	87.39 mi.	5:45
Pot Bottom	93.13 mi.	8:00
The Homestead	100 mi.	10:15

If you want to follow along, you can check the race website here.  My bib number is 261.
Alternatively, if you're friends with me on Facebook, I will have my phone with me and I will try to post when I go thru each aid station, signal willing.  If you have my cell number, feel free to give me a call or text.
At any rate, it'll be a good time.  At least I hope it will be.