It was a beautiful morning to race the Way Too Cool
50K. With the race time temperature in
the low 40’s I was excited to get going.
There were well over 1,200 for the 25th anniversary running
of the race which meant a wave start for the race, which was great for a slow
poke for me. At the end, Chris Vargo won
the race in a blazing 3:16:51 hours quickly followed by Alex Varner at
3:17:04. The duo were a full 18 minutes
from the pack with Jason Rydman finishing still at a fast 3:35:56. For a mere mortal like me finishing at 8:08
these times are incredible.
The course is beautiful, beginning with an eight mile mostly
single track (the first 1.5 miles is on asphalt) loop that covers beautiful
rolling hills above a bluff that overlooks the American River. Since we have finally been getting rain here
in California, the creeks were full which meant a couple knee to thigh-high
crossings to clean off your shoes from the muddy slop that you would sometimes
run through. Since there was a two wave
start, for the first time for this race, and I was in the second wave the
single track was not too congested.
On the way back on the loop, I saw my wife and kids and gave
them high fives as I passed before dropping into the more difficult parts of
the race.
The next section of the race drops down into the American
River Canyon. The decent went pretty
fast and uneventful – sans kicking a rock and almost taking a face plant. This section did get muddy at times but went
pretty fast to the Lower Quarry Aid station.
After the Lower Quarry Aid Station, I was treated to a run
next to the river. This part of the
trail is more like fire trail with a good portion of it on unmaintained
asphalt. At times we climbed up some
nice little hills only to drop back down to the river. I found myself starting to slow down, but my
strategy was to be able to keep somewhat of a healthy pace until the major
climb out of the Canyon. However, with
each small hill I found myself slowing.
I made it to the Maine Bar Aid station in no time which
picked my spirits up just a bit.
Memorizing the map as well as the sign post indicated that I had 4.3
miles to the next aid station at the top of the canyon. However, the location of the aid station did
not align with where my watch indicated we were. Come to find out from other runners who have
done the course before that the aid station was in the wrong place meaning that
the next aid would be at 6.5 miles instead of the 4.3.
So at mile 17 the climb out of the canyon began. I was initially overtaken by the beauty of
this area, so many waterfalls and creek crossings. Then the reality hit of how long this hill
is. It was brutal four mile climb with
some very steep grade sections. Now I
love up hill, but with the limited training schedule after Surf City, I can say
my training suffered and it showed up here.
By mile 19 I was done and by mile 20ish I had decided that I would be
dropping at the ALT aid station at mile 21.1.
I was sore and aching with all of my focus being on that instead of
finishing.
I had reached the lowest point I have had in a race for some
time when low and behold a stone bench appeared above the trail. I took a
moment and climbed up and sat just to take in the view of the canyon
below. It was gorgeous. A flock of birds flew in formation with a
loud squawking noise. A couple of
runners looked up at me with an odd expression on their faces. Another jokingly stated that there was no
sitting in trail running and that I must have been listening to too many fast
runners on the podcasts (and she was right).
After about five minutes I decided it was time to go but before I did, I
realized my back was up against a plaque.
This spot was dedicated to a Barbara Barsalou Schoener, a trail runner and mother of two who was killed by a mountain lion attack in 1994 near this spot. I
could see why her loved ones put this bench in this spot to commemorate
her.
This stop invigorated my and I found my pain was somewhat
gone as well as my thoughts of dropping.
This was further solidified when I got to the ALT aid station to know I
still had over a 30 minute lead over the cut-off so I would finish. So after a Madeline dipped in salt and a
couple of cups of Sprite, I was off. I
wanted at least to get to Goat Hill to see what the entire hullabaloo was
about.
The next 5.3 miles was awesome and I ran a lot of it. This was gorgeous terrain with several more
creek crossings. By this time, I
realized that I had made a poor decision to leave my camera because I could have
easily taken a lot of pictures on this race.
If I haven’t said it before, this is one beautiful course. I came across one lady who had her sons Flat
Stanly and commented on how awesome that was then joked with her about no
pacers being allowed. We laughed and
made the time go by. I was feeling no
pain at this point that is until Goat Hill.
Goat Hill occurs right at about mile 26.2, marathon
distance. It is a single track trail
with 20% grade with some switch back for 0.2 miles. I had been looking forward to this wall since
I had heard about it and to experience it this late in the race was fun while
challenging. Because of the rain, the
last two hundred feet was a slop fest with a small little stream coming down at
you.
At the top I was met with the best run aid station of the
entire race, however there was a little bit of drama occurring. A little boy that had been helping had
disappeared so a couple of the aid staff were searching for him. Then just moments after I arrived, the boy
arrived with the safety patrol runner.
He had taken after the safety patrol runner and was well halfway to the
other aid station before he was turned around and back with his family. That said, the other aid station workers
really were a crack team and they took care of all the runners very
efficiently.
With the Goat Hill behind me now and knowing that there were
only 4.7 mile to go and feeling great, I was in get er’ done mode. I knew I was
going to finish and there was still a strong possibility that I could still finish
under 8 hours. However, the clock was
slowly ticking and by the time I had gotten to the last aid station 1.1 mile
from the finish I had 15 minutes to be under that point.
I quickly realized that I would not be able to achieve this
feat with some pretty fun and challenging technical up hill. There were a lot of roots and rocks and
streams of mud to overcome before getting to the last 0.5 victory lap.
With one last splash through a muddy puddle and high fives
from family and friends I got to the finish at 8:08 hours.
I can say I loved this race just for the shear amount of
single track as well as the technical aspects of the course. This is a beautiful course and, other than
the misplaced aid station, well run. I
would probably run this race again; however my training would be more focused
on this race, especially uphill. And I
probably would not be doing a road marathon 5 weeks earlier like I did here.
A shout out to Brazen Racing - I saw a lot of the Brazen
Racing family there. RD Sam and Jasmin
were running this race with Sam’s brother.
Marie would jump out periodically to take pictures of us at different
times ( how she got so quickly to the various spots before any of the runners
really surprised me!). One runner I came
across had a Bay Breeze race shirt on which is one of Brazen Racing’s flattest
half marathon races. We joked how this
race was just like that one if you take out the hills with 20% grades and
shortened it to a 13.1 mile distance. In fact, I would say race shirt/logo wise,
Brazen was well represented.
In all, this was a great race. I learned a lot about pushing through and
overcoming. And as I stated in my last
post, there was no time goals here, just to finish and to have fun. Mission accomplished!