Tuesday, September 25, 2012

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED! (ULTRA BEAST RACE REPORT)

"I started a blog for f****s sake!"
The above quote went through my head with every thought of dropping out of the Ultra Beast this weekend.

I started to really get an awful case of "naysayers disease" when a random back pain started on Wednesday (and kept nagging through Friday night). Fearing the unknown, anxiety took over for my entire drive to Outback Pizza in Killington, VT. While enroute I periodically checked the Ultra's facebook page to make sure I didn't miss anything. The first post I saw was from Matt Davis asking if anyone had extra glow sticks. I had brought more than enough so I offered mine and we met up at packet pick-up. Matt was really appreciative of my over preparedness, and I certainly wasn't against building a few alliances against the mammoth ski mountain about a mile from Outback.
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On Friday night I didn't expect to be able to sleep much with the race just a few short hours away. I also didn't expect to cough, sneeze and sniffle all night either (Another reason to doubt my ability to complete the whole course).

Race Day
I woke up at 4:15 AM and headed up to Killington. I kept wondering "why do I feel like such crap?" I probably had about 14 cough drops out of nerves and kept drinking fluids to maintain hydration. By the time I had parked my truck I had psyched myself out so bad that I sat contemplating whether or not to even get out of the truck and face the windy 40something degree morning air, BUT I had to piss so I gathered my shit, realizing I had left a few important items at home and headed for the base lodge. In the staging area I signed the Ultra Beast board and shuffled through my drop bin looking for more excuses NOT to toe the line. I found none so I spent the next hour telling myself "I will do one loop and see how I feel." A few familiar faces showed up and pre-race small talk took over.

The Start
I lined up towards the rear since I didn't plan on having an incredibly fast first "Beast" loop and was feeling a little better. The race started uphill (weird) and after 2 insignificant obstacles went into the woods where a few hundred people bottlenecked onto singletrack. George Craft and I felt it would be better to bushwhack than let people in front of us set a slow pace. We weaved in and out of bushes and trees just parallel to the single file line forming on the trail. I tried to run/jog conservatively keeping in mind that I will be on the mountain all day. My slow and sickly pace seemed to be faster than what a lot of others were doing.
Found this video of the start. I'm the fool in the white shirt and Lime green CamelBak

BEAST Lap 1
This first lap had many high and low points. The thought of dropping out after one lap was looming over my head as I coughed  up mucous and cursed myself for even starting. I noticed a very large, and very clean (lack of mud and water on clothing) crowd running downhill seemingly very lost somewhere around the middle of lap one (7mi.). Later we would find out that a wrong turn was made and blame is now cast in many different directions from a few of those in that group. The morning was extremely foggy making it easy to miss a course marker. Some of these racers were able to work through the SNAFU and eventually finish the race, while others came back for another shot the next day. I was pretty satisfied with my first lap time, I managed to get only 60 total punishment burpees (failure to complete and obstacle) which is just 2 of the obstacles (Tyrolean Traverse and Spear throw). I normally rush through obstacles and get punished for failure, however during the ultra I knew I would be on the course for well over 10 hours so I took each obstacle slowly and carefully (a technique I will be using from this point forward). I can't remember the split times but my first lap was at or around 4hr30min which would have been a pretty competitive time in the open/elite regular Beast (single lap). Although I was very conservative on the first lap I knew I wouldn't match it on the second.
PIT STOP
Knowing my first split was pretty decent was all I needed to get pumped up to get back on the mountain for round two. I had seen that there were still a lot of people out on the course who hadn't reached the drop bag area yet, so I tried to be quick. I replaced my calf sleeves with longer (and dryer) compression socks re-stocked the camelbak with a little more than what I had consumed on the first lap (1 gallon of electrolyte enhanced water, 2 gu's, 4 packs of clif blocks, 1 clif bar). I tried to force two or three pretzel rods down but nausea took over so off i went. I spent about 20-25 minutes in the drop zone forcing nutrition on myself and decided that an upbeat facebook status would really help the morale.
"LAP TWO...F******G BRING IT." 1:10pm Facebook status
LAP 2 ULTRA BEAST
Jumping back on the course felt good, especially in dry socks. I spent a long time not seeing any more green armbands (designator for ultra beast participants) and worked through the first few miles alone periodically chatting it up with some Beast runners from later heats who tapped my mind for information. I was asked some of the following questions:
-"How F***ing long is this hill?"
-"Am I almost done?"
-"Is there more barbed wire?"
-"Twice!? are you nuts!?"
-"is there more water?"
It was around mile 4 of lap two when I happened upon Todd Gothberg, who seemed to be the only person willing to entertain a conversation for the next ten miles. Todd and I helped each other out from that point until the finish line. We talked about family, fundraising our amateur athletic careers etc. Later on I would find out Todd had completed 39 marathons, and was a quadruple Ironman, which puts my mediocre resume' to shame. It was when I found out his career revolved mostly around motivational speaking that I decided "I need to stick with this dude." Motivation would really come in handy around nightfall when my left leg would no longer bend without excruciating pain. Todd lost his headlamp at some point, so with my illumination and his motivation we set out to become Ultra Beast finishers. The last 2 miles or so was a dangerous muddy and rocky descent. Lucky for me I treated it like a water slide and babied my left knee the whole way by essentially crab walking to the final flat section of the course. With the finish line in sight we each failed our spear throw (I am yet to stick a spear since Amesbury 2011). The last 30 burpees were the easiest of all and we finished the race in 11 hours and 36 minutes. While I didn't win a dime or a season pass, I felt like I had conquered the course. The Michael Phelps(esque) dual medals (standard Spartan medal for the Beast and a giant glow in the dark Ultra Beast medal) was enough prize for me.
"Dear Killington,
I WIN. That is all"  Facebook status at 9:03 pm
What's next?
The race for which I started this blog is now over. I finished. I hope next year those who were removed from the course for not meeting time/gear requirements or dropped out for whatever reason (there are MANY good reasons for dropping out of a 10+hour race) get a shot at redemption. I would like to thank the EMT that allowed me to continue after noticing that I was "swaying" around mile 8 of the first lap, I appreciated your concern and judgement after I tried to joke "I always walk like that". Thanks to:
Mom and Dad-for taking my hypothermic, sick and muddy ass into your home Saturday night.
Alisha and Ms. Jeanne-for standing in the rain to watch me finish(if i did finish) and coordinating my ride home.
Todd Gothberg-who kept me talking and drinking/eating.
All the volunteers-I hope you enjoyed the race and got a chance to run the course.
Chris Davis-Congrats YOU DID IT!
The Facebook group "Spartan VT Ultra Beast"- You guys really helped each other prepare.
USCG STA. Merrimack- for fillin in while I'm on leave. Listening to me babble about this had to be annoying...it doesn't end here...sorry.
BEYOND...
I guess beyond begins now, I'm taking a few days off but I will be back on the trails soon, There are a few other races coming up I will likely write about (Bobby Bell Road race and Bay State Marathon). Please keep an eye out for my fundraising page link to show up on my blog. Until next time...
Burpees in the Rain

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Thursday, September 20, 2012

Headed To VT!

Today I'm squeezing a quick post in during a duty night. I have less than 48 hours until I take to Killington for the Ultra Beast. It's been a while since my last entry (over 20 days), and I figured I would share a few of the many thoughts running through my head. Preparation is over. There is nothing I can do physically to improve performance for Saturday except eat/drink intelligently. My final two "long" workouts included hiking "Lions Head" to the summit of Mount Washington and descending with a modest sized pack (Sept. 9th) and a seemingly short 12 mile trail run. It's nice that a 12 miler in the woods feels short and doesn't leave me sore and tired. I dropped the 20 mile trail runs the week before Mt. Washington with the intention of tapering off mileage. I won't really know if I had trained properly until Saturday night but I'm trusting in my training for a couple of reasons. First, and most obvious reason, I don't have a choice but to trust it. Secondly I feel like I put forth a solid amount of effort and utilized my time to balance a Hal Higdon marathon workout schedule and strength training (clearly a weakness of mine at a whopping 144lbs). I doubt many people have this type of racing (at this distance) down to the same science Hal Higdon has for the marathon. I see no reason to worry that I am not prepared or have not put in enough effort.

The Unknown
Spartan HQ has made sure that we have stayed in the dark on MANY things including course distances and obstacle specifics. The punishment for failure at any obstacle is 30 full burpees. The assumption is there will be 50+ obstacles therefore the potential for a lot of time/energy robbing burpees. Mandatory gear has been made pretty clear since the race is unsupported (See my previous post to see my self aid station inventory.) One thing that I do know is that I have a very easily to identify bin, thanks to my inner dweeb.

Custom.
The Race Plan
My plan is pretty simple. Finish. I would really like to finish before 7:00pm which may sound like it will be easy, however that leaves 11 hours to cover a lot of ground. I averaged 16:XX minute miles for the SPRINT (3 mile) distance. Killington is steeper, longer and may have MUCH more challenging obstacles so a 20min. mile would be terrific in my opinion for this race. As an avid long distance runner I throw around terms like "negative split"...this time I would be silly to even think about that given the variables and the fact that a single Beast can gas out some of the best athletes. The first lap I will be carrying 100oz. of NUUN enhanced water (NUUN is flavor tab added to water that has electrolytes and caffeine), 8 servings of Clif shot blocks (clean carb source that taste like gummy bears) 2 servings of GU, and one clif bar. I know I will be forcing a lot of this stuff down but to sustain a potential 12 hour race it needs to happen.  Depending on how I feel at the drop station (halfway) I will repack as i feel is necessary.
 
Concerns
I expected myself to be much more nervous for this event. I was even nervous when my application came back "accepted". As I have grown to know my competitors (comrades would be more fitting with this outstanding group of individuals) my tension has eased. Sharing gear and training advice will prove very valuable. I also feel a little less stressed because I have no similar experience to compare this to. I run local 5ks with a lot of anxiety because I want that "PR" but with the Ultra Beast there is nothing to compare this event to. I will DEFINITELY "PR" for a marathon distance obstacle race. All I have to do is finish. While finishing is a major accomplishment, it doesn't seem super daunting since I have nearly ALL DAY to do it.
 
DNF
These are three very scary letters for anyone who has worked hard for something. My thoughts:
DNS<DNF
Did Not Start will always be worse than Did Not Finish! ( I stole this from somebody...sorry)
 
GO TIME
Everybody has a different style of getting them through the low morale points of a race. It changes for me depending on the goal. "I deserve to be here" is what I will be using to kick myself in the ass repeatedly. I know that I will be alongside some of the "greatest athletes in the world" according to Spartan Races Facebook page. This may be extremely discouraging for a mediocre road/trail runner like myself, so telling myself that I have proven enough to Spartan HQ that I deserve to be there should prove effective during the guaranteed lows. I expect to hurt, I expect high and low moments, I expect to finish.
BIB#69972
Standing at the top of a Mountain seemed a good way to close this out!