Recap of 2012

The year has finally come to an end.   It has been quite a crazy year.  

So,I finish 2012 with: 
1601.5 miles running (107 miles with my dog)
3350 miles cycling


So, it was a good year getting into the ultra distances in both running & cycling.  I surpassed my running & cycling totals for 2011. . .


It has been an interesting year.  At the start of the year, I set out a few goals:

• complete a half-ironman distance triathlon
• run an ultra-marathon
• ride three double centuries and get a California Triple Crown
• finish the California Death Ride
• ride the NorCal Aids Ride

Those things happened but the year then turned in a direction that I did not anticipate but it's been a great year all around. . .

Triathlons

My current crazy athletic lifestyle started three years ago when I decided to train for a triathlon.  As I have become a crazy endurance athlete, I don't really consider myself a triathlete.  I prefer the sports individually moreso than all together.  But, I like to do triathlons here and there.  

This year, my only goal in the triathlon area was to finish a half iron-man distance triathlon (70.3).  In May, I did the Napa Vintage Half-Iron Triathlon (1.2 mile swim, 56 mile bike, 13.1 mile run).  I finished under my goal of 7 hours so I was happy with that.  After that, I didn't do any more triathlons.  I had other goals in mind. . .  





Cycling

At the start of the year, I had the intentions of making 2012 a big cycling year.  I had a big running year in 2011 and felt like 2012 should be a big cycling year for me.  I set out some BIG and CRAZY cycling goals on the agenda. 

In March, I finished my first double century -- Solvang Spring Double.  In May, I had four EPIC days riding 450+ miles in both the NorCal AIDS Cycle and the Davis Double Century.   In June, I finished the Grand Tour Highland Double Century and becoming a California Triple Crown Winner (someone who finishes at least 3 double centuries in a year).  And then, in July, I finished all 5 passes of the California Death Ride.  



By July, I felt satisfied with all I had done with cycling but I felt done with cycling for the time being. I also found that I preferred running over cycling.  And, I decided to turn my focus back to running.  In late July, I got in a pretty bad bike crash in Napa causing some serious damage to my teeth.  It took me a little while to get back to riding again and the latter part of the year had a lot less miles on the bike than the first half.

While I discovered I am more of a runner than a cyclist, somewhere along the way, a new relationship developed with a wonderful, cyclist.  An unexpected surprise but a rather happy surprise.  Together with Craig, we shared many fun cycling adventures including riding Mt. Diablo, Mt. Tam, the Golden Gate Bridge, the Wildflower Century, the Auburn Century, the Grand Tour, and the Death Ride.   He also built me a brand new (and improved) bike.  

As for cycling goals in the future, I am not too sure.  I think I will just ride for the fun of riding.  I will throw in a few events here and there but no big major plans for 2013.  


Running

Early in the year, I started training for the Way Too Cool 50k.  Along the way, I met numerous ultra trail runners.  And, there's something about the ultra world that really sucked me in.  I would finish the Way Too Cool 50k in March and pace a friend for the last 23 miles of the American River 50 Mile Endurance Run. I then tried to turn my focus into my cycling goals but the running world continued to lure me back.  
  
But, as Western States 100 Mile Endurance Run came around, the yearning to run that race emerged.  I knew I wanted to do that event some day but when June came around, that yearning grew.  Then, I started looking for a 50 mile event to qualify for the December lottery.  

I would finish the year running three more ultras: the Tahoe Rim Trail 50k, Folsom Point 50k, and the Dick Collins Firetrails 50 Mile.  I finished my 50 miler under 11 hours to qualify for the Western States lottery.  Unfortunately, I did not get picked in the lottery.  So, I have to wait another year and another lottery and hope to get in for 2014. 

Also, during the year, I would start volunteering for a program called Up and Running Again.  A program that works with at-risk individuals and help them train for a half marathon.  The program was a wonderful experience.  It really was wonderful to take what has given me and share it with others individuals.  And, to watch people who could barely run in week 1 be able to finish a half marathon 14 weeks later was just priceless.  

The Up and Running Again program is also what got me to start running back on the roads again.  I ran mostly trails in the earlier part of the year.  But, the roads called me back. Just as I had learned I am more of a runner than a cyclist.  I found that I like having a good balance between trail running and road running.

Getting back to the roads, I started working on getting my speed back.  So, I ran various road races at the end of the year including the Urban Cow Half Marathon, Run to Feed The Hungry 10k, Davis Turkey Trot, and the California International Marathon.  Most of the races went well for me.  CIM did not go quite as I had hoped so I intend to run another marathon to remedy that.  

But, my running focus is primarily Western States.  For 2013, I hope to be running even more and doing more ultras.  I  want to become a stronger runner and be better prepared Western States, whenever that may be.  I ponder maybe doing a different 100 miler in 2013.  But, for now, I'll just see where the trails/roads take me in 2013....but, believe me that, the craziness will be up'd a notch.  ;-)


Swimming

This year, I did far less swimming than I did the prior couple of years.  I can swim a little farther as my overall endurance has grown but I did not spend a lot of time in the water.  I am also not that great at swimming so it makes it hard to be motivated to swim.  

But, at the end of the year, I got back in the pool.  I have had a little bit of coaching to help improve my swimming form.  So, I hope to get back in the water more in the new year.  


All in all

I finish the year having accomplished all the initial goals set out for the year.  Along the way, new goals and new directions had emerged. I have enjoyed where the year has taken me.  I have found that while I like cycling and swimming, I just have a strong passion for running, especially the ultras. 

The best part of the year is that in all my crazy adventures, I have met and befriended many amazing, crazy athletes.  I have shared many countless moments with these great friends.  And, I could not have accomplished all that I have done without the inspiration, support, and encouragement of my fellow crazy friends.  I thank all my friends for all the adventures we have shared and all the support you have provided me in all my crazy adventures.  Thank you!  

And of course, I would express special thanks to Craig, who has made this year an extra happy year for me.  I feel very lucky to have found someone who loves and supports all my crazy endeavors. :)

A Stormy Marathon: CIM (December 2, 2012)

A STORMY MARATHON

California International Marathon (CIM)

December 2, 2012

CIM 2011 was one of the best races I've ever experienced.  Everything went perfect on that day including the weather.  A nice cool morning and a beautiful sunny day, but not too hot.  Just a perfect day for me.  That was CIM 2011.  So, I signed up for CIM 2012.  But, CIM 2012 was very different than CIM 2011. . . .

Pre-Race

A torrential storm arrived in Sacramento the morning of the race.  Everything is wet with rain.  The wind is super intense, 25+ mile gusts.  All the runners are in ponchos or garbage bags.  At the race start, many are huddled under the gas station shelter.  I am pressed up against the wall of the 7-11 trying to get some shielding from the wind and rain.  The storm is ridiculous and all we can do is laugh at how ridiculous this weather is and that we are about to embark on a 26.2 mile adventure in this weather.

As it nears the race start, the runners start to gather towards the start line.

The Race

Start to Mile 13.1

The gun goes off and I start running.  I can hear the swish of all the plastic ponchos and garbage bags everyone is wearing.  I run along with my poncho on.  I have never run with a poncho and it's kind of awkward.  

About a mile in, I am running along the right side of the road.  Then, I step on a small pine cone and my right ankle rolls.  Badly.  Argh!  It hurts really badly.  A couple runners near me gasp at seeing my ankle roll.  I have rolled my ankle before on trails and know it takes a bit to shake it off.  This was a bad roll and I hobble for a bit trying to get my running stride back.  It takes a minute or two and then I am able to hobble less.  The ankle feels tender but at least I am running again.  

I turn onto Oak Avenue and continue running along.  I am starting to warm up now and not wanting to wear this poncho too much longer.  I don't like all this plastic all around me.  I run a couple more miles and then peel it off and toss it on the side of the road.  There are many ponchos and garbage bags all over the road from other runners.  

Another mile passes and I start to notice some fallen tree branches on the road.  I am watching the road more carefully now for any other debris.  The wind is blowing hard and I see the trees flailing in the wind.  I have no idea how the poor volunteers at the aid stations are managing.  There is no way paper cups of water can stay on a table in this wind.   Volunteers are doing the best they can for the runners in these horrid conditions.

As I run along Oak Avenue, a runner near me says "Watch out!"  I look ahead and see a big tree branch on the ground.  I start to veer my away around the branch when a giant gust of wind blows and a giant tree branch comes crashing down just a few feet away from me as many runners scream.  Luckily, it did not hit any runners but all of us are a bit shaken up by it.  

I turn onto Fair Oaks Blvd and seem to be doing okay on my pace.  Not quite as fast as I desire but figure I will keep it kind of conservative now and try to pick it up after the halfway point.  I run along getting more wet.  The wind is still blowing but since I turned, it seems a little less intense.  I am getting wetter and wetter.  

And after a bit, I finally pass through Old Fair Oaks.  As I make the turn out of Fair Oaks, there is a rushing stream of water across the road.  The water is rushing hard and there is just no way of getting around it.  I see many runners stopping and tip toeing across.  I am already soaked all the way through and I am a trail runner and we run through stream crossings.  So, I go right up the middle.  The stream is a good foot or so deep.  I splash my way through feeling grateful for my trail running training in being adaptable to the conditions today.  I am amused by those that were so tentative in crossing the creek.  

As I near sunrise, I keep my eye out for my running friends that were going to be out spectating.  I see a few spectators I do not know.  I think wow, the spectators and volunteers are quite impressive.  Having volunteered for a race in the rain, I know it can get pretty cold standing in cold rain for hours.  While running, I generate heat so I am not cold but I know the spectators and volunteers must be really cold.  And, they do not have to come out here.  I am extra appreciative of them today. 

As I run along, I hear Scott's voice and he yells out to me!  I look back at a crowd of folks in rain coats and umbrellas and presume those are my friends.  It is hard to recognize anyone out in this rain.  I lift my arm up to wave back at them.  

A couple miles later, I see the mile 13 sign and know my friend David is supposed to be there.  And sure enough, he's standing there in the pouring rain with a poncho on and ringing a cowbell.  I run up close to him and wave at him!  He cheers me on as I go by.  

0.1 mile later, I pass through the halfway point.  

Mile 13.1 to Loehman's Plaza (Mile 20.4-ish) - The Terrible Teens

I turn onto Manzanita and continue on.  Halfway done.  I remember how I felt when I was at this point last year and this is a much different race.  I continue running along thinking about trying to pick up the pace.  But, I can't.  I am completely soaking wet and I feel like I have ten extra pounds of water weight on me now.  My feet feel heavy as my socks and shoes are all wet.  Not just a little wet but completely drenched in water.  

A few miles more, I continue running.  I cannot seem to pick up the pace and seem to be slowing down.  It is becoming harder to lift my legs.  I should have worn my shorter runner shorts than my knickers.  I feel the water has weighed down my thighs.  I also feel my left side of my leg bothering me.  I never feel this while running.  I think when I rolled my ankle, I started to overcompensate on my left side and now I am feeling it.  

I am frustrated and tired.  I hate these miles.  The upper teen miles.  They always get me.  I call them the terrible teens.  They feel especially terrible today.  I just need to get to mile 20.  Craig is supposed to be at mile 20.  Just need to get to mile 20.  Don't cry.  I want to cry.  But, I tell myself not to cry.  Just get to mile 20.  

Around mile 17, I start to walk a little bit.  Ugh, I feel awful.  I trudge along and Rahner comes up behind me and tells me to keep going!  He gives me a smile of encouragement as he passes and I try to run again.  I run alright but am frustrated.  I stop a few times to walk a little but keep going.  Just need to get through these terrible teens.  I can't wait to see Craig.  He will tell me it is okay I don't meet my goal time.  He will tell me I am doing great.  He will make me feel better.  This, I know.  But, I need to see him and hear him tell me these things I know he will say to me.  

My garmin tells me I am near mile 20.  I can feel tears welling up but I try to hold them back.  Just keep going.  I hit mile 20 and I do not see Loehman's Plaza.  Where is it?  I must be close.  

About a half mile later, I see it and there are a lot of people there.  It is also a relay exchange point too.  Too many people.  I run through the relay exchange point and do not see Craig.  I need to see him.  There are too many people.  I think we will miss each other as there are too many people here.  I want to cry even more now.  I am so sad.  This is a miserable race.  

Then, I see him.  Craig standing on the side of the road, a little farther down from where all the crowds are.  He smiles as he sees me and he has a coke for me.  I am so happy to see him.  I did not miss seeing him.  I run straight to him, hug him tightly and then I start to sob uncontrollably in his arms.  I cry for awhile as he tries to comfort me.  He tells me it is okay.  

I then realize my friend Theresa is there too.  She sees me crying and tells me it is a really tough day out and I am doing great.   

I eventually collect myself.  I drink the coke that Craig gave me.  I give him my hand held bottle saying I didn't want to carry it anymore.  I then start running again.  I know all I have left is a 10k and I know I can get there.  

Loehman's Plaza to the Finish 

Marathons always amaze me as to how your mood can change suddenly.  You can go from up to down...and then from down to up.   I hope I have not worried Craig too badly as I am feeling better now.  It is just a 10k to the finish.  

I run along and in a little bit, I am passing by Sacramento State.  I toss my wet arm warmers as they are no longer "warming" me in any way.  I should have tossed them awhile ago but I like them but I can buy another pair.  

Finally, I get into  J Street.  This is the final stretch.  The rain has stopped.  I still feel heavy running in wet clothes and shoes.  My legs are aching but I keep going.  I see the numbered streets.  The blocks seem to go by so slowly.  Then, I catch glimpse of the 4:00 pacer.  This is surprising.  He is not too far ahead of me.  I can still finish under 4 hours.  I keep him in sight.  

Oh, I am tired.  I feel like walking.  I just don't have the energy to push myself anymore.  I run a bit and walk a bit.  Run some.  Walk some.  As I run along down J Street, I see Valerie and Linda (Craig's sister and mom) standing on the side of the road.  They cheer me on.  Linda holds out a coke can for me.  I tell them I am okay.  They continue to cheer me on and this gives me a nice little boost of energy.  

Finally, I turn and head down L Street.  The Capitol is not too far now.  And, the clouds have opened up.  It is blue skies and the sun is shining now.  I look up at the sky and think Seriously?!  I feel like the weather gods were just messing with us runners today.  The sun is no good now.  I am already all wet.  

I run by the Capitol and know there's just one more turn left to the finish.  I take the turn and see Craig standing there cheering me on as I head into the finish line.  I think he's pleased to see I am smiling now instead of crying.  And, into the finish chute I go!  

Finished.  4:05:58.  

Post-Race

I was a bit disappointed I didn't get to PR or get a sub-4 hour marathon time under my own name, which was my main goal.  Though, it was not my slowest marathon.  My right ankle ended up getting super swollen after the race making it hard to walk the rest of the day.  But, as I told someone before the race, the storm just makes for memorable stories to tell.   And, it was another marathon experience under my belt.  And, the race time isn't so bad considering the weather and my ankle roll.  I have to remind myself of that.  

After the race, Craig and I joined some running friends at Rubicon for lunch.  It was fun hearing everyone's adventures during the day.  And, we runners are a crazy bunch. . . even rain and heavy winds do not stop us from getting out there and running.  

And, I will probably run CIM many more times and I will always remember the one CIM in the crazy storm. . . . :) 

Acknowledgements

Thank you to all the volunteers out at the race!  It was not easy conditions at all and it must have been super cold being out there in the rain/wind but you showing up really matters to us racers.   I express much thanks to all the volunteers!   

Thank you to all the spectators too for going out to cheer people on.  You have the choice to stay in where it is warm and cozy but you choose to go outside in the cold, rain, and wind to cheer runners on.  And, those cheers are especially helpful in a tough race!  

Thank you to all my running friends who were out there either running, volunteering, and/or cheering!  Having friendly faces out there really make for a great experience.  

Special thanks: to Scott, David, Valerie and Linda.  Seeing you guys/gals and hearing your cheers gave me a much needed boost; to Rahner, when you ran by and gave me some encouraging words, it was really helpful as I was just on the brink of crying then;  to Theresa, your kind and comforting words as I was crying there was immensely helpful as I was in a really rough patch.  

And, lastly, thanks to you Craig for being out there in the rain for me.  I am glad you were not only at the finish line but at mile 20ish too.  I needed to see you at mile 20 too.  You really help me out when I hit the low points in my crazy events.  Thank you my love!  :) 

November Road Racing Fun!

NOVEMBER ROAD RACING FUN

This year, I had decided to do more trail running.  And while I have done a lot of trail runs and ultras, I have been yearning to get back into road running.  I think I started getting a little lazy with my speed on the trails.  You run slower on the trails than you do on the road but I think I was starting to use that as an excuse to just run slower.  I know I have been getting lazy with hills.  Hills that are runnable, I find I am walking/hiking.  I am starting to see that to be a strong runner, I need to have a good balance of road running and trail running.  I like the speed too.  I  think running trails do make you stronger on the roads.  But, I am starting to see how road running can be helpful to the trail running too.  Getting that leg turnover and developing road speed is helpful in getting me to run faster on the trails.  I was surprised to find the roads calling me back.  But, I think as I grow as a runner, I am learning about balance between all aspects of running.  

So, for the month of November, I decided to get back to running some road races.  Also, I needed to get more running in to be ready to run CIM in December.  

Apple Hill Harvest Run - 8.5 Mile Run

November 4, 2012

Craig and I talked about visiting Apple Hill sometime.  I had never been to Apple Hill before.  What better time to go to Apple Hill then on the same day as the Apple Hill Harvest Run.   :)

The race was a lot of fun getting to run through some of the main stretches of Apple Hill.  Nice seeing the pretty orchards and vineyards with all the autumn colors.  The course had a nice downhill stretch and then a long uphill stretch to the finish so a challenging run.  Fun to get a running preview of the area.  This made it easier to sightsee afterwards.  Also, fun to have a bunch of friends out there running the race too.

I ran a good race and enjoyed some yummy apples afterwards.  Then, Craig and I went sight seeing around Apple Hill and ate/drank more apple treats!  A fun race and fun day!

Clarksburg Country Run - 20 Mile

November 11, 2012

The Clarksburg County Run is a popular race for those training for CIM.  This was my first time running this race.  I was a little nervous as to how I would do running this race.  I can run 20 miles but I had not run distance on the road, at a brisk pace, for some time.  In trail running, I am not running for a straight 20 miles.  I hike hills and stop at aid stations.  But, road running, you generally don't stop.  I was not sure if I even still had my road running endurance.  But with CIM around the corner, I needed to get in a long road run in.  

I hoped to finish in under 3 hours.  The first 6 miles, I felt a bit sluggish but eventually, my legs warmed up and got into gear and I was able to pick up the pace a bit.  The course was not very exciting but there were some nice sections in the countryside.  In the end, I was able to pick it up in the last couple of miles and finished a little under three hours. I was happy I was able to meet my time goal.  I feel better about CIM coming up.  

This was another fun race with a lot of my running friends out there!   I remember in the first few races I did in my early running days, I would hardly know anyone at the race.  Now, it is nice to see many familiar faces at the races I do.  Definitely makes for a more enjoyable experience.  

Davis Turkey Trot - Half Marathon

November 17, 2012

On a wet day, I head to Davis for the Davis Turkey Trot.  This was the first year they would have a half marathon at the turkey trot and so I signed up for it.  Also, since the Urban Cow Half Marathon ended up being long so I didn't get my PR, I was  yearning for a half marathon PR.  

The rain did not bother me too much at the start of the race.  I ran the first half at a pretty brisk pace and well on track to get a PR.  Then, I turned and ran along a country road next to Highway 113 and a heavy head wind blew at me.  I struggled to run a 9:30-10:00 min/pace in the head wind.  I felt like I was about to get blown away.  I saw a larger guy go flying by me and I wish I had a little more weight to not get blown around.  

But, once I got back into the city limits, I was able to pick back up my pace again and finish the last few miles strong.

I got to see a few Java Jogger friends were out there (Dionne, Diana, and Enrique) and they all did pretty well given the wind.  Craig and my brother, Jimmy, were at the finish line cheering me on when I came through so that was nice.  

The course ended up being a little short of 13.1 miles. So, I got a PR (1:48:28).   And, to my surprise, I finished 3rd place in my age group (3rd out of 48 women ages 30-34).  I am feeling good that I am getting my road speed back!  :) 

Run to Feed the Hungry - 10k

November 22, 2012

On Thanksgiving Day, I ran my second Run to Feed the Hungry.  It is a fun, short race to do before partaking in Thanksgiving feasting.  It was super crowded at the race but got to see many running friends out there.  My running friends have become like a second family to me so it's nice to spend part of Thanksgiving with them.  Craig went to watch me in the race too so that was nice having him out there for our first Thanksgiving together!  

The course is fast and flat.  I had fun running it.  I got a new 10k PR (48:34) so I was happy that I was able to get a sub-8 average.  While I prefer the long endurance events, I am starting to come around some of the short and fast ones.  They don't take the whole day either.  Get in a good morning workout and still be able to do stuff.  

Four Bridges Half Marathon: Sean's Make Up Half Marathon (October 28, 2012)

Four Bridges Half Marathon

Sean's Make Up Half Marathon

October 28, 2012

Preface

Sean, one of the Up and Running Again participants, was supposed to run the Urban Cow Half Marathon a few weeks ago.  However, the night before the race, he got a really bad stomach bug.  Unfortunately, he was unable to make the race start.  In training, I had become friends with Sean and watched him train hard.  I knew he could finish a half marathon and knew he would be disappointed in not getting to start.  I had looked forward to seeing him finish and knew he deserved to get a race finish. 

So, I signed Sean up for the Four Bridges Half Marathon as a make-up race.  Larry signed up too so we could both pace Sean in his first half marathon and get him his finish.  

The Race

As we are getting ready to start, Sean realizes that in his rush to get to the start, he put on two different running shoes on his feet.  One is a little smaller than the other shoe.  It is too late to change so we just go to the start.  

The first wave takes off and we wait in the second wave.  The gun goes off and off we go.  

The first part is a nice long downhill towards the south side of Lake Natoma.  Sean is running at a pretty brisk pace.  We run along until we hit the bike trail.  

As I hit the bike trail, I see my friend Lhia standing on the side cheering folks on.  I say hey to her as I pass by.  

We run along the south side of Lake Natoma pretty well.  Sean is keeping a pretty good 9-ish minute/mile pace.  He is feeling good and confident about things.  We pass a few people I know who yell out "Go Helen!" or "Hey Helen!"  Sean and Larry tease me for knowing so many people.  They say everyone seems to know Helen.  Another person cheers out to me.  Sean and Larry continue the joking about how I am Miss Popular.  Sean jokes talking in third person "Go Sean!"  And, for some reason, I am seeing a lot of people I know out at the run today.  It is probably because this is a race on a place I frequently run.  

We hit the first bridge, the bouncy bridge.  I tell Sean that we call it the bouncy bridge as when lots of runners are on it, the bridge really bounces.  I don't like the bounce so much so I sprint across it.  Sean is still running pretty well.  We continue running along.

We cross the wooden bridge and eventually make our way up Hazel Bridge.  Sean tells us that his right foot is starting to bother him.  He can feel the tightness and that the shoe is a bit too small and his toes are starting to feel squished.  We keep running along, still at a decent pace.  

As we run along the north side of Lake Natoma, a cyclist comes riding through, weaving through all the runners.  He weaves to the left and then to the right of different runners.  I think it would be much easier to cycle on the streets rather than on the bike trail during a race.  Sean comments that we have douche #1.  Prior to the race, Sean had asked if the bike trail would be closed.  I said there are signs about the bike trail is closed for races but there is always someone who does not care and will still try to ride through a race.  

A little later, another cyclist comes riding through yelling "ON YOUR LEFT!" every few seconds as he tries to make his way through a running race.  Sean says douche #2.  We see a couple more cyclists as we run along and Sean continues counting them.  

Sean's right foot is really starting to bother him.  Larry is urging him to keep going.  I can tell Sean is not looking so comfortable and his pace is starting to slow.  I can tell he is struggling to keep going.  He tells me how his toes and leg are starting to cramp up.

We get near Negro Bar and I see my friends Dayna and Jami.  We run together for a little bit.  Sean tells them how he's hurting and struggling but Dayna and Jami tell Sean how great he's doing for his first half marathon.  I think the encouragement is helpful to Sean.  He continues running along as best as he can.

As we near Rainbow Bridge, we start hitting a hill.  It's all uphill to the finish.  Larry wants Sean to start kicking things up and tells him to finish strong.  I can tell Sean is suffering badly so I just tell him he's almost there.  He trudges along still running, though slower than before.  

We weave our way up the trail to the Folsom Rodeo.  There's a huge crowd there and Sean crosses into the finish!

Sean finished 2:16:49!  His first half marathon finish!

Post-Race

Shortly after Sean finished, he took off his shoes.  I was very proud of him pushing through the pain and finishing the race.  He still had a great first half marathon time!  His kids were there to greet him after he finished and seemed happy for him.

It was a fun day running with Sean and Larry.  It was too bad Sean didn't get to race with the rest of the Up and Running Again group but I am happy that Sean got his well earned race finish!  :)

Dick Collins Firetrails 50: My First 50! (October 13, 2012)

Dick Collins Firetrails 50

October 13, 2012

Preface

In June, when Western States was happening, I started getting the yearning. . . the yearning to run the Western States 100.  My last big hungering was to get the California Triple Crown, riding three double centuries in a year.  I was riding my third double century of the year when the Western States race was happening.  Finishing that goal, I started yearning for another.  

Originally, the plan was to run the American River 50 next April and hopefully qualify to enter in the Western States Lottery in December 2013.  Craig teased me that there's no way I could wait that long to try to qualify for Western States.  

And next thing I know, I am looking online at upcoming 50 mile races.  I then saw the Dick Collins Firetrails 50.  It had just sold out so I jumped immediately to put myself on the wait list.  

After a month or so, I was into the race. . .

The Race

Pre-Race

In the wee hours of the morning, Veronica and I wake up in our motel room in San Leandro.  (Veronica is running the Golden Hills marathon, her first marathon).  We get into our race gear and grab our packs and head out to Lake Chabot.  

The marathon starts later than the 50 mile race so Veronica is able to hang out with me before I start.  It is nice having her hang out with me before I start.  It is dark out so I cannot see anyone else I recognize.  I am nervous.  

After a bit, I wander to the start line.  Veronica wishes me luck as I do her.  I hope to see her out on the trail later.  The marathon is point to point whereas the 50 miler is out and back.  The 50-mile turnaround point is where the marathon starts.  

Lake Chabot to Big Bear Gate (Mile 0-10.5)

I stand at the start line in the dark with a group of other runners.  I feel nervous. 

They count down 3-2-1-GO!  Everyone starts to run.  It is dark out and we are fortunately running on pavement now.  I try to stay near another runner with a headlamp but not too close to the edge of the path.  It is cold so I have my warm warmers pulled over my hands.  

After about a mile, it is still kind of dark, I see a runner pass me that looks a lot like my friend Bill Clements.  But, I am not sure as he is much faster than me so I would expect him to be up at the front of the pack.  

We then hit a hill and most start to hike up it.  The runner that looks like Bill flies up the hill.  Oh, that is most definitely my friend Bill.  I hike up the hill as the sky is starting to lighten.  Up and up and up.  They really have you starting to climb early.  At some point, I cross a really neat looking bridge.  It was pretty in the misty morning.  There was a line of runners ahead of me and behind me so I didn't want to hold up the conga line by taking a picture.  Wish I did though.  

I continue on and feel like I am doing more climbing.  I eventually reach the first aid station around mile 3.2.  I fill up on water and continue on my way.  I run along for a bit just trying to get into the groove of things.  The trails are pretty with some lush foresty sections.  But, I look forward to getting to mile 15.  Scott and Larry will be there to greet me and it'll be nice to see some friendly faces.  

As I near mile 10, I head descend down a trail towards the aid station.  And, I hear someone yelling at me.  And, to my pleasant surprise, it is my friend Steve standing there.  I think he's saying something along the lines of giving me a hard time but I am just so happy to see a familiar face.  I run up to him and give him a hug.  

Big Bear Gate to Skyline Gate (Mile 10.5 to 15)

Seeing Steve gave me a little extra pep, I continue on my way.  I know the next aid station will have Scott and Larry and that will be good.  I trudge my way up more hills.   Though, it is pretty out here in the morning.  Some pretty views.

My stomach starts to bother me.  It is cramping a little and I feel a bit queasy.  Ugh, this is not good early in this race.  I don't feel so great.  I stop and use a bathroom I see along the trail.  I continue on, counting the miles to mile 15.  I think I will drink coke when I get there.  

I then hit an even bigger hill and hike up and up and up it.  I am not even to the toughest hills yet.  Geez!  In training, I had run from Skyline Gate out a bit so know that section but did not know this section.  It is pretty though.  Hard to believe we are just outside of Oakland.  

I am getting tired and my stomach is not feeling so great as I drag myself up the hill to Skyline Gate.  As I get close, I see Larry and Scott standing on top of the hill cheering me on.  The rest of the race will be better now as Larry and Scott will be crewing and pacing me the rest of the day.  Thank goodness!  

Skyline Gate to Steam Trains (Mile 15 to 21ish)

At Skyline Gate, I go up to the aid station.  Larry and Scott greet me and ask me how things are going and how I am feeling.  I drink some Coke hoping the carbonation will settle the stomach down.  I see some saltine crackers and grab a handful before I head out.  

While heading down the trail, I start eating the saltine crackers and I don't know what is wrong with the crackers but it is the most awful tasting thing in my mouth that I have to spit it out.  Bleh!!  Good grief, why do they taste awful?  Saltines are supposed to be a safe snack.  I toss the rest of the crackers and drink some water to wash the awful taste out of my mouth.  

I eventually start running on some beautiful single track.  My stomach is settling down, thanks to the Coke, so I am able to get back into the groove of things.  But then, I hit some more hills.  It is also starting to warm up.  I have gone up this hill a couple weeks ago.  I came out to try to run some of the course and had befriended a guy named Thomas.  He explained a lot of the course to me and told me this was the steepest hill of the day.  I trudge my way up and up the hill keeping that in mind that this should be the worst climb of my day.  It is really steep.  I almost feel like crawling up the hill.  

A lady right behind me says I am doing good.  We all drag ourselves up.  Someone comments that we are lucky that it is not muddy.  I say I would definitely be crawling if it was.  I feel like I am on the brink of crawling up the hill.  

After a bit, I finally reach the top and descend down into an aid station.  I don't see Scott or Larry.  I am a little bummed to not see them.  I snack really quickly and continue on.  I hope they realize I have passed through and make it to the next aid station.

There are more roller hills.  I run downhill and run/hike the uphills. My legs are doing okay.  The day is getting warm.  I feel myself starting to get hot so I stop to pull my visor out of my pack.  I then continue on.  There are more hills.  Now my calves are getting tired of all the climbing and the heat is not helping.

I start to see some of the marathon runners heading in the other direction.  On a tough hilly section, I hear a couple voices I recognize.  And sure enough, as I come around the bend, I see my friends Veronica and Sunny.  They are both in happy spirits and shout with joy to see me.  I am beyond excited to see them.  They give me hugs.  Such perfect timing.  I really needed a moral boost and seeing their happy smiling faces really pep me back up.  Sunny asks if I have seen Bill.  I said he should be way ahead of me.  They comment how they haven't seen him.  Hmm.  That's odd as they should have seen him.  

After we part ways, I continue running along and in not too long, I reach Steam Trains aid station.  I see an actual Steam Train (a little one) with a line of people there to ride it.  I thought it was just a randomly named location.  At the aid station, I am greeted by Scott and Larry.  They give me encouragement and say they'll see me at the turnaround.

Steam Trains to Tilden Point (21ish miles to 26 miles)

Heading out of Steam Trains, I head another big hill.  But, this one I know will get me up to a nice view of the Bay and I can see all the way to San Francisco.  I go up a hill.  Then, I run down a hill for a bit.  Then, I head up and up and up.

But then I reach the top with a beautiful view of the bay.  I can see San Francisco across the bay.  This is a beautiful sight.  I love seeing the ocean.

I remember Thomas told me from here, it is three miles downhill to the turnaround.  Then, you have climb back up those three miles.  So, I start a long three mile descent keeping in mind that I will have to go back up the hill.

I go down and down and down.  Partway down, I see a small group of people walking a bunch of big furry black dogs.  The dogs have spread out all across the trail.  I hope they move them over as I am moving at a pretty good pace going down this hill.  I squeeze around the hikers and dogs.

Down and down and down some more.  All I think about it is how hard it is going to be to go back up.  I also see various racers on their way back.  I see the racers hiking up the hill.  It does not look fun.  But, at least Larry will be with me on the way back up the hill.  Down and down and down I go.

And, finally after what seems like three long miles, I reach the turnaround.  Scott and Larry are there to greet me.  Scott gives me a cold can of Coke.  I down it.  I snack quickly.

Now, to get back to Lake Chabot....

Tilden Point to Steam Trains (Mile 26ish to 30ish)

Larry is accompanying me now as my pacer.  I tell him how things have been going for me.  I tell him this hill is going to be long but there's a pretty view at the top.  He jokes with me that he renamed our team from "team helen" to "team badass."  Larry always cracks me up.

We hike up and up and up.  I send a text message to Craig to let him know that Larry is with me now.  He sends me a sweet message encouraging me along.  I also notice a message from my friend Sean saying "let the passion carry you! lol"  I tell Larry about this comment and we have a good laugh.  A little over a week ago, at the Up and Running Again banquet dinner, they had a motivational speaker that said "PASSION!" about 1000 times.  Way over the top.  I had told Larry if he said "passion" to me while pacing me, I would kick him.

Halfway up the hill, I am getting really tired of climbing.  Larry is too.  We trudge our way up and up and up. I spot my friend Stephen as he is heading down the hill.  After a bit, Larry and I finally reach the top.  It is a nice view of the bay again.

We then have a nice mile or so descent down to Steam Trains.

Steam Trains to Skyline Gate (Mile 30ish to 37ish)

At Steam Trains, I have Larry take my hand held water bottle to empty out all the gel packets I had stuffed in there throughout the day.  Scott is there to greet us and give me some encouragement.  I snack on some potato chips and drink more Coke.

Off I go again.

We have some downhills now and I am feeling good so start picking up my pace.  I am running passing quite a bit of people now.  I am in a good running zone.  Larry is running behind me, cheering me on.  As we run along, we see Bill.  Running in the outbound direction.  He says hey and continues pass me.  Why is he going outbound?  Larry and I are confused.  Where is he going?  Did he finish and running back?  That was odd.

Then, I hit an uphill section.  My legs, especially the hamstrings and calves, are quite weary of climbing.  I can feel the strain.  I push my way up the hill.  I can sense that my legs are nearing cramping.  I think if I keep climbing like this, they are going to cramp.

I reach the aid station and pop some s-caps.  I grab some more GU and continue on up some more hills.

I look at my garmin and see that I am approaching 34 miles.  I am about to go into my longest run ever.  I feel some slight twitching in my hamstring.  I tell Larry I think I may cramp soon so I try to slow it down a little.  I grab a GU and as I am eating it and starting to run on a slight decline, my right hamstring seizes up into an utterly painful cramp.

AHHHH!!  I yelp in pain and the hand that was holding the GU clenched so hard the gel in the GU packet went flying out and onto the ground.  I drop down onto the ground clutching my thigh in utter pain.  I sit on the grown waiting for the cramp to pass.  Larry helps massage my thigh a little.

Eventually, I get up and even though we are going downhill now, I walk gingerly, hoping to not cramp again. I can feel my hamstring is rather tender.

I get down to the bottom of the steep hill and start running off and on on the single track trails.  As I run around one bend, my foot trips on a small tree branch.  I fortunately am able to catch myself from fully falling but when I caught myself, both my leg muscles tightened and nearly cramped again.  My legs are in a lot of pain.  Ugh, that hurt.  It might have hurt less to have just fallen.

I continue along just counting the miles to 37.  Scott will be there.  Larry is getting tired.  We are not talking much.  We are just trudging our way to the next aid station.  I just need to get to Scott.  Scott will get me to the finish.  And, Thomas said the last 13 miles is not so bad.  Most of the climbing will be done.


I am running along and Larry says he'll catch up to me.  He disappears for a bit.  I look at my watch.  I am behind the time I expected.  Those hills really slowed me down.  But, I am running okay now so continue along.  I am not sure what is happening with Larry but we are almost to the aid station and Scott will be there to take over.

Finally, we come around the last bend where I can see Skyline Gate.

I head up to the aid station.  I hear Larry and Scott talking to each other.  Larry updates him that I had been cramping.  I thank Larry for pacing me to this point.  He says he'll see me at the finish.




Skyline Gate to Big Bear Gate (Mile 37ish to 41ish)

Scott and I head out of Skyline Gate and continue down a hill.  We run together and I tell him how the day has been going.  He tells me I am doing great.  We talk about the trails out here and how nice they are.  I am getting pretty tired now and my legs are achy but it helps to have Scott chit chatting with me.

I am enjoying running with Scott for a bit.  Then, we start climbing a hill again.  Ugh.  I am so done with going up hills.  My climbing legs are worn out.  Scott helps encourage me along and I just keep one foot in front of another.

I am so tired.  I send an update to Craig to let him know where I am and knowing he'll be sending me good thoughts.  I place my hand over my pocket feeling the necklace that Craig gave me.  Since Craig could not be at my race due to school, he gave me a necklace engraved with "The only place I want to be is where you are -Love Craig."  He gave it to me so I could have him with me on my first 50 mile race.  I put it in my pocket since I normally do not wear necklaces while running.  Every so often, I pat my pocket knowing it's there.  Right now, I think about Craig.

We eventually start running down the hill and into the aid station.  Steve is there with a sign or flag, yelling something at Scott and me.  I am really tired that I am not quite processing what he's saying.  Scott and Steve talk to each other as I walk up to the aid station table.

A guy offers me chicken noodle soup.  I take the cup and drink the chicken broth.  It tastes so good.

Big Bear Gate to Bort Meadows (Mile 41ish to 44ish)

Scott and I continue along.  I run some, I walk some.  Having some slight downhills is helpful now.  We kind of shuffle along when I can.  Scott continues chatting with me about stuff I cannot remember but it is helping keeping me going.  Scott also reminds me that we are in single digit territory, our favorite part of these long races.

I find it hard to believe I have been out here all day and I am still going.

After what seems to be awhile, we reach another aid station.  I see a pizza box sitting on a table by the aid station.  Seeing this, I immediately hunger for pizza.  I walk up to the pizza box and open up the top and see some combination pizza.  Looks so good.  I grab a slice and start eating away.  As I am eating the pizza, I realize that they were cutting the pizza slices into smaller pieces to put on the aid station table.  Oops.  Oh well.

Scott turns to see me eating a big slice of pizza.  He laughs at me saying he was looking at the food to see if he could get me to eat anything.  He thought he might have to force food down me but I tell him I have no lost of appetite.  I did not realize I was hungry until I saw the pizza.  And, the pizza tastes great right now.  Some good solid real food!  It is after all getting close to dinner time.

Bort Meadows to Lake Chabot (Mile 44ish to 50)

After finishing the pizza, we continue on our way to the finish.  Scott is paying close attention to the time, knowing that I want to finish under 11 hours and get a Western States qualifier.  He is pushing me to run more than walk.  I am running okay when it is downhill or flat but I can only hike up the hills.   Fortunately, there are less hills than there were earlier in the race.

I continue along and just get so tired.  I want to walk and not sure I want to get under 11 hours so much right now.  I am tired.  Scott reminds me that there are a lot of people rooting for me.  He reminds me of all of our friends supporting me and believe in me.  And, he is right.  I need to do this.  I go as best as I can.

A few more miles to go.  Scott and I see a guy giving a kid a piggy back ride.  Scott says he will not be doing the same.  This makes me chuckle, at least in my head.  Scott starts to urge me even more to run and that we are getting close.  I want to walk but he's telling me to run.  Ugh.

A couple miles to go, we pass a guy that tells us that we are getting close.  Need to push it to finish under 11 hours.  I run and shuffle along.  Fortunately, this is a downhill section so I am able to run easily.  We hit a roller and I want to walk up the incline but Scott is pushing me to run.  Argh.  Oh, my feet hurt and I am tired.

A mile to go, we run pass a couple girls walking on the side of the trail.  They say hi to Scott.  Scott's garmin beeps and he says "just one more mile Helen!"  One of the girls in a very peppy voice starts to sing "Helen, Helen, Helen, Helen" in an attempt to cheer me on.  But, I am 49 miles in and I am in no mood.  I hold up my hand with the handheld bottle and say "Shut up!"  She immediately stops.  I feel a little bad that I came off rather bitchy then but I am 49 miles into a 50 mile race and hope she understands.

We continue along and I grumpily ask Scott, how much farther?!?  He says half a mile.  Ugh!  Too far.  He continues to urge me to keep going and that I am almost there.

Then, I hear a crowd of people.  I hear the cheering of the finish line.  I pick up my pace.  Then, I see it, the finish line.  And, I give whatever I have left for my final sprint to the finish line!

DONE!  Under 11 hours.  Got me a Western States qualifier!

Official chip time: 10:52:33

Post-Race

After the race, I am greeted by some of my running friends.  This makes me teary eyed.  They tell me I did it!     I am so happy to see them there!  Such great running friends I have!  My friends Susan and Theresa drove all the way from Sacramento area just to cheer on me and our other friends.  Scott and Larry were great in taking care of me throughout the day.

I see Veronica, who has finished her first marathon.  She said it was tough but she did it.  I am very proud of her!  She also updates me on some of our other friends who had done the marathon.

I then finally get to sit as some friends get me some food.  I am given a pretty nice, warm finisher's jacket too!  A well-earned jacket!

As I am sitting for a bit, I see Bill run into the finish line.  I am very confused as to what exactly happened to him.  He eventually comes over and tells us the story of his day.  He fell and got a bad cut about 16-17 miles in.  He pulled out of the race at mile 18.  He went to the ER to get stitched up and bandaged.  As he was driving home, he didn't like having quit the race so he re-entered the race where he had dropped off.  And, finished the 50 mile race (with a 3 hour hospital break in between).  This would explain why I saw him going outbound at mile 30.  And, he is so fast that he finished not too long after me.

Eventually, Craig makes it out to the finish too.  He tells me how proud he is of me and knew I could do it.

And, I am happy with the day.  It was tough during some parts but sense of accomplishment and the endorphin high after it all is why I love doing these crazy things.  :)

Acknowledgements

Thank you NorCal Ultras for putting on a fantastic event!  The event was organized very well and the support excellent.  I LOVE my finisher's jacket.  My favorite jacket.

Thank you to all the volunteers!  You are an important part of making a great event happen.  Special thanks to James Barstad and Steve Godfrey for volunteering and being out there.  Good seeing you guys and thanks for the support!

Thank you Thomas for explaining the course to me before the race!  I hope to see you sometime in the future!  Congrats on another Dick Collins Firetrails 50 finish!

Thank you Susan and Theresa for driving all the way from Sacramento just to cheer me and the other runners on.  You gals are amazing friends!

Thank you David, Veronica, and Sunny!  Congrats on your marathon finish!  It was good seeing you out on the trails partway through.  Veronica and Sunny, you two definitely lifted my spirits when I needed it.  And, extra thanks to Veronica for driving me out there and sharing the room with me the night before as well as being at the finish line when I came though!

Thanks Bill for your advice!  Congrats to you today!  You are a crazy one to leave a race to go to the ER and then return and finish it!

Thank you Craig for all your support in my crazy endeavors and for putting the idea into my head in the first place or at least helping the idea grow.  I love you and know I can always rely on you to send me great encouraging messages throughout the day to help me get through my crazy adventures.  And, the necklace you got me was with me the whole day really meant a lot to me.  A very special gift.  Thank you!

And biggest thanks of all to Scott Engquist and Larry Bertrand for being the best crew and pacers a girl running 50 miles could ask for.  You guys did a great job taking care of me, cheering me on and keeping me company.  I would not have finished as well as I had without you guys.  THANK YOU!!!

Up and Running Again at the UrbanCow: The Udderly Long Half Marathon (October 7, 2013)

Preface

Up and Running Again
Since July, I started volunteering for a group called Up and Running Again.  This program works with at risk people in training them for a half marathon.  Not only is it training them to run a half marathon but to hopefully teach folks that small steps to lead to big accomplishments.  I had heard about programs like this before so when my running friend Larry mentioned on a night run to me some time ago, I told him I would be interested in helping out.

I started volunteering in July and started off showing up once a week or so.  The group started week 1 with 5 minutes running, 5 minutes walking, for half an hour.  Getting the group to run for the whole five minutes was quite challenging.  But, bit by bit, the participants kept working on their running.

A few weeks into their training, I got into a bicycle accident and didn't show up for a couple weeks.  When I returned, I found some of the participants had dropped out but some were still sticking to the program.  They were running 30 minutes now.

Shortly after, when they started running the miles, I started to get to know the participants more.  And, I was  inspired by each of their stories.  Many are former drug addicts and are currently on the path of recovery.  This was refreshing as in my line of work, working in the criminal justice system, I frequently deal with addicts who are often times still in the stage of denying they have a problem.  It was refreshing to see people who have recognized their own problems and taken the steps to change that and move into a better direction.  It gives me hope for some of my current clients at work.

But as I ran more with this group, I developed friendships with each of the participants.  Running has that special way of bonding people, not matter what they're background, past history, etc. . . may be.  Running is running.

And, some I watched struggled through some of the training but continue training hard and slowly, bit by bit, they built up their mileage.  I am filled with pride watching them go from barely able to run 5 minutes to running miles and so looked forward to watching them finish their first half marathon at the Urban Cow Half Marathon.

Urban Cow
The Urban Cow Half Marathon is a special race to me because it is the first half marathon I ran just a couple years ago.  While training with the Up and Running Again group, I have many memories of my first half marathon.  I remember my friend Diane running the whole race with me and getting me to that finish line.  I also like the event because it always has a big showing of my fellow Java Joggers' friends.

The Race

All the Up and Running Again folks and Java Joggers are gathered together before the race.  The race has quite the crowd as usual.  Everyone is excited and some, a little nervous.

I head out to start out with the first wave of runners (there are two waves).  The gun goes off and I take off running.  I am hoping to get a PR (personal record) in this race.

As I run along, about 1.6 miles in, I see the "1 Mile" sign.  That's odd as I hit a mile awhile ago.  Someone near me says that's just the marker for the 5k route.  I run along in the crowd getting into my running groove.

A couple miles later, we all see the "3 Mile" sign but all of our garmins/watches say we are really at 3.6-3.7 miles.  Everyone around me, as does I, goes "Aw man!" or something of the like.  We all know, just a few miles into the race, that this course is going to be long.  There's some talk about how we were lead the wrong way and added some extra distance.  Everyone around me knows we are going long but we all keep on running.  I am really confused as to how this course can be long.  I have run it for two years and it was accurate in distance.  I did not know of any course changes.   How is it going to be long.  By nearly 3/4 of a mile!

I run along for a couple more miles and spot a guy that looks kind of like my friend Paul.  As I near him, I see it is Paul and he says "hi" to me.  He jokes "so, you decided to run an ultra-half-marathon too today?"...I chuckle and say I guess so.  We run together for a bit as we head near downtown Sacramento.  My legs are feeling good and strong so I just let them go.

I go flying through downtown and Old Sacramento, running sub-8:00 min/miles.  Feeling good.  But, as I run towards mile 8, where there is a turn around, I can feel my legs getting a bit tired hanging on to this pace.

As I hit the turn around, I look for some of my running friends and wave to the few I do see.  I eat a GU hoping that will help keep my legs going.  I can feel them tightening around the calves.  I am pushing the pace today and I have not run this fast, for this long of a distance, for quite some time.  With trail running, I am often running for a bit, hiking for a bit.  I am glad I wore my new compression socks today.  I kind of feel they are keeping my legs from cramping.

At mile 10, I come down a little hill and make a left turn.  At the turn, I spot my running friend Scott, who's out volunteering.  As I pass him, he's cheering me on and giving me some encouragement.  Just enough to energize me to keep going strong!

At mile 11, I stop at the aid station to drink some Gatorade and giving my legs a 20 second rest.  I find sometimes a little rest will help them run faster over all.  I take a moment to drink down some Gatorade then off I go again.  I can see the 1:50 pacer right ahead of me.  I hear him commenting to another runner near him that they will probably adjust our race times due to us going long.  Hmm.  Interesting.

When my garmin says 13.1, I look down and see what would have been my half marathon PR just slip away.  I still have 3/4 of a mile to go before I finish.  I will finish with a decent time but not a PR because the course is long.

I come around the last bend and cross the finish, still sub-2 hours but not sub 1:50 as I had hoped.

Bringing in the Up and Running Again Folks

Fortunately, for my Up and Running Again friends, they started in the second wave so did not accidentally run an extra 3/4 of a mile.  They would be running the correct distance.

After I got my cowbell and some chocolate milk, I walk up the course waiting for some of the Up and Running Again folks to come through.

In not too long, I spot Larry bringing in Mike.  Mike is looking good and running strong.  I jump in and run behind him as he heads towards the finish cheering him on.  He finishes 2:07!  What a great time for a first half marathon!

After Mike comes through, I head back to the spot I was waiting before.  Then, I see Sonya come around the final bend.  I jump in to run behind her and snap a couple pictures as she finishes up.  She says it's hard and she's happy to see the finish!   She finishes around 2:30.








I run back from Sonya and see Gilbert and Janelle coming down towards the finish.  They each have great big smiles knowing they are near the finish.  I watch them hold each other's hands as they run into the finish line.  I am beaming with pride!









As I run back, I see Trycia heading towards the finish.  I run next to her and tell her she's doing a great job.  She thanks me.  I tell her "you're almost there."  She says "I am?"  I tell her to look up and I point to the finish line ahead.  I watch her face light up in realization that she is doing it.  She is finishing her first half marathon.  And, she crosses the finish line with a big, triumphant smile!











After a bit, I see Darlene and Taleigha come through towards the finish.  I run up to the them and tell them they are almost there.  Both of them scream loudly "I KNOW!!!"  They both are just screaming and practically jumping with excitement.  I tell Taleigha that her mom is just ahead waiting for her.  She shouts "I KNOW!!"  They both just scream with utter excitement that it gets me even more excited to watch them finish.






As I head back to see the next runner to come in, I am taken by surprise to see Vaughn heading towards the finish.  Vaughn is typically towards the very back of the pack but he's looking so strong today and he keeps moving along.  One thing I know well with Vaughn is that he always has a good kick at the end.  And sure enough, he picks up his pace as he heads into the finish line and finishes very strong!

After running with Vaughn finish, before I can run back out, I see Michelle run through the finish line.  She comes through and I see her eyes well up with the emotion of the accomplishment of finishing 13.1 miles.  It makes me a little teary eyed.  I tell her how proud I am of her.  And, she does smile for a picture I snap.

I run my way back to see who is next and eventually see Thomas.  Thomas is a special runner to me because he is a guy who quit part way through the program.  He quit for a few weeks.  But, he did an even harder thing but coming back.  When he came back, I ran/walked with him for a very long, tough 4 miles.  But, he kept coming out and stuck with the training.  And today, I am so proud that he is here at the race and is doing it.  He is going to finish 13.1 miles.  I knew he had doubts as to whether he could do it but I knew he could and it is just pure pleasure watching him do it.

As we come around the last curve, his kids are there waiting for him.  His youngest daughter and son are run towards their dad with big smiles.  They have such excitement to help run with their dad to the finish line.  Thomas' foot has been hurting so he's been walking a lot.  But now, he starts to run.  Run to the finish line and finish strong.  He runs as his kids run shortly behind him and he finishes!



A little bit later, we all wait for Cynthia.  Cynthia has had concerns as to whether she could finish and whether she could finish in time. But, I know she's not the fastest but she is strong in spirit.  And, I know she can finish.  Finally, we see her.  She is running/walking with a police officer (and another officer is driving the patrol car behind her).  We all head out towards her.  All the volunteers and the participants of the Up and Running Again program head out towards her.

We walk/run beside Cynthia as she heads into the finish.  The cheering gets louder and louder as we head into the finish line.  Everyone is telling Cynthia she is doing this and cheering for her.

Only a few more steps to go.  She picks up and starts running towards the finish line.  The cop car blares off his siren.  Everyone is cheering loudly. . . .And, Cynthia crosses the finish line!  And, I am just about ready to cry watching this.  It is a moment that words cannot describe accurately.   I know it was not easy for Cynthia.  A lot harder than for me.  But, she did it and I am overwhelmed with pride and joy for her!

Epilogue

After the race, Rich Hanna (the race director) sent all of those in the first wave a letter apologizing for the mix up, a special 13.74 sticker, and a coupon for next year's Urban Cow Half Marathon.  We all understand mistakes can happen but quite a neat way to make up for it.

I will continue to run Urban Cow because it remains a special race for me.  A fun course.  A race filled with lots of memories, especially this past one.

Working with Up and Running Again has been a wonderful experience.  I have met and befriended some great people and I really hope that can take what they have learned through this experience into other aspects of their life.  And, I hope for some, that they can continue running.  Running has changed my life and made things a lot better than they were before I was a runner and I hope they can gain from running all the wonderfulness I have gained from running as well.  And, I hope to work with some of them again and maybe some new ones to finishing the next race.  :)

Acknowledgements 

I would like to express thanks to Rich Hanna and all of those involved in the Urban Cow Half Marathon.  You put on a pretty great event every year.  I also express thanks for comp-ing the entries for all the runners in the Up and Running Again group and for leaving the clock up well beyond the so-called cut off time so our last runner could finish with an official time and earn a coveted cowbell.

I thank my Java Joggers for being out there for me and the Up and Running Again folks.  You are always the most amazing, supportive friends.

To Larry, thanks for getting Up and Running Again started in Sacramento.  It was a privilege to be part of the program and help those get to the race and finish the race.

To Mike, Sonya, Gilbert, Janelle, Trycia, Taleigha, Darlene, Vaughn, Michelle, Thomas and Cynthia, I am very proud of all of you in finishing your first half marathon.  Thank you for working hard and not giving up.   It was the utmost pleasure watching you all finish.