|Mark and Marcus Allen in Austin|
The awesome thing about racing in Texas Hill Country is that I have an awesome close friend, Mark, who lives in Austin that is excited to come along for the racing adventure. This year, my massage therapist, Marcus Allen, also joined me to support as a friend and as my massage therapist for the trip to Hill Country. Lastly, another friend, Mike, who happend to be at his dad's ranch in Boerne also joined the party. So all in all, I had a great crew of friends to make the trip a party.
The Bandera 100K was a failure for me. I have been a bit in the dumps all week both consciously and sub-consciously. Starting at round an hour into the race and until now, 6 days later, I have considered and pondered over why I wasn't anywhere close to par on race day. Here are the top candiadtes in no certain order:
-A little bit too "authentic" Mexican fare the night before, resulting in 5 bowel movements (2 just before the race) before the 3hr point in the race
-Having cold symptoms (never terrible) for about 2 weeks before the race on and off
-Nick Clark's 6hr, 7K of climbing, snowy trailed 50K only 7 days after TNF50
-Too much volume/intensity with two 100+ mile weeks before my week and a half taper
-The whole mix of my deployment, training, racing TNF50, Nick's 50K, Canada, etc...
I would end up running just in front of, behind and with Dave for a while over the first few hours. The flux in proximity to Dave was due to the 3 pit stops for bowell movements and then up and downs in how I felt. At about an hour and a half, I could tell my legs were flat and just overall tired feeling. My energy levels seemed OK, but I'm sure they corelated to how the legs were performing to some degree. Through 2 hours I was on track and not having issues drinking water or taking my EFS every 30 minutes, but discouragement due to my flat legs started to really sink in.
Terranova and I would switch lead a couple of times around 2:30 into the race. I started to really fall into a mental low and became frustrated that for the first time in a 50 mile race and now a 100K, I was feeling mentally and physically like crap for an extended period of time in the first half. I fought hard to remember Geoff Roes' race report from UROC where he went through some horrible lows, slowed, got passed, but then came out of it and won. At 3hrs, I was still in the dumps and not only did my legs feel horribly flat, they started to catch small rocks. My stride then started to shorten both on the ups and down and then I found myself doing the bow legged hobble which only comes out when I am at the end of a race or particularly tough long run.
|Canadian Winter Fun|
Running into the 50K turn around I hated seeing Marcus with my EFS liquid shot bottle. I didn't want to drop and confront him. I looped around, crossed the mat and stopped where Marcus was standing. My biggest fan and supporter was shocked and the akwardness was unberable. Marcus did what he should have, "are you sure", "want to think about it" etc.. Life sucked. I wasn't delirious, broken, injured (would have been nice in a way) but I was doing the logical thing, I was not at all ready to run my race, come close to my goals and furthermore, able to finish this race in under 10hrs. Why whallow in the missery? My goals never inluded finishing a 100k no matter what the cost. My goals were to run fast, race, compete, win, be in the top 3, have a good experience, there were not, finish a 100k.
|The front and rear props are motor powered....|
Driving back to Boulder from the airport, I felt very excited to just spend quality time running for pleasure in the mountains. Training during my deployment sucked and then from mid November to January it has been very focused, stressfull and overall rushed feeling. A training restart is much needed.
Here is Felix's first solo sledding adventure (Mom has dibs on the first sledding overall) at 11 months old. He sure is adventurous. There were a few out takes... good thing mom wasn't there. :)