I had been planning on taking it easy for the two weeks leading up to the Green Lakes Endurance Runs 50k. I kind of blew that idea. A few weeks ago I was talking with a friend about the "Dam" Good Trail Race, a 14 mile out and back at Letchworth State Park. It really sounded like a good idea, but I know I need to taper before the 50k.
So late last night I get a text message that says "See you in the morning, Sleep Well!" So I'm expected at the race and I hate to disappoint a nice young lady, I'm running the "Dam" Good Trail Race.
I woke up at 5:00 am to a roaring thunderstorm dropping buckets of rain. PERFECT WEATHER FOR A TRAIL RACE! I grabbed a Pepsi Throwback (Real Sugar, no high-fructose corn syrup), a pack of Pop-Tarts and a cup of coffee and hit the road.
I showed up and of course the race site was a soupy mess. Nice and slick, just the way I like it.
Since I am tapering I planned to run this very slowly, taking lots of walk breaks. I wasn't even concerned if I finished dead last. I set out on a nice easy pace and enjoyed the scenery.
About two miles into the run I hit an unavoidable puddle and stepped on a root or rock rolling my left ankle. I got that nice, sharp pain that ran up to my knee. I take a few more steps and it doesn't feel too bad. A few hundred years up someone moves to the right side of the trail so I can pass. My left foot hit just off the trail and starts to slide. My already sore ankle can't take it and I slide off of the trail and start heading down a steep embankment. Luckily I grab a tree and don't fall too far. I'm a muddy mess and the ankle hurts.
I limp about a quarter mile to the first aid station and they help me wash my hands and now soaked handheld water bottle. My ankle hurts, but not too bad. I can keep going.
I move along pretty good until about mile six when my ankle start getting stiff. This causes me to slow down a bit and alter my gait. Not a good sign. I make it through the turn around point and start headed back. I'm moving slow, but still running. At mile ten the pain takes over and I start walking. I pretty much decide to walk it in with a few bits of running.
About mile thirteen I really run into problems. By this point I had been on the trail much longer than I expected. My inadequate breakfast and lack of food on the trail is starting to take an effect. I'm tired and my calves are starting to cramp up. I'm feeling seriously deflated. I quickly massage and stretch my calves and decide to run the last mile in. I finished in a horrible 3+ hour time, but I finished. I wasn't even dead last.
As bad as the run was, I did learn a lot from it. The biggest thing is I need to be smarter when taking a longer run. Eat food of substance beforehand. Bring extra food with me in case my time gets extended. Instead of water I should have been using a sports drink. I'm sure this contributed to my cramping at the end of the run.
A second thing is I need to respect my taper. There is no good reason to run a 14 mile trail race in tough conditions the week before an ultra. I tired myself out and risked injury for no good reason. I really need to be smarter going forward.
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