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FOURmidable 50k – 2019 US 50k Trail National Championships

After a brief warm up and one last porta potty stop, I did a couple of strides and went to the start line. I chatted briefly with the lady next to me and then the countdown began. Strangely, I wasn’t nervous (unlike one of the ladies standing near me who looked petrified). I don’t know if it was because I have run so many races or because I knew my training hadn’t been ideal, but I knew I was as prepared as I was going to be and being nervous wasn’t going to change anything for the better.

As the race started, I reminded myself that I needed to run my own race. Generally one of my strengths, I didn’t do a good job of that at the 50k championships in August and I was determined to do so this time. Having been warned that people bomb down the first downhill and not wanting to blow my quads up early I kept things calm, but strong. This also meant I ended up being alone.

On the first climb, I caught up to and passed a few guys. Some of the guys and I ended up forming a pack for a few miles. During that time, the guys nicknamed me “The Little Climber.” It was fun to have a group, but I had hoped to be around some women and none were in sight in either direction.

The middle of the race was a jumble of things with none of it being particularly exciting. There was some mud, SO MUCH WATER, and still no women. I continued to play leap frog with one of the guys from the earlier pack. Every downhill he would eventually catch up and pass me and every uphill I would eventually catch up and pass him. It was nice to have that friendly face there, but still no women.

Shortly after mile 17 I was completely alone. Now it was even more important to keep pushing. I had continued to remind myself that I didn’t know what was going on ahead of or behind me. If I didn’t stay focused to keep pushing hard, I might not catch a lady ahead who I couldn’t see who was faltering. And I sure didn’t want anyone creeping up from behind!

This section was ridiculously wet. It had been wet earlier – including the creek crossing I had been warned about around mile 12-13 and the one I didn’t have a clue about that was thigh-high (and, fortunately for me, they put up a rope to hang onto by the time I came through– but that didn’t hold a candle to the amount of water we would encounter on the trails in this section. Every trail was a creek, flat sections were ponds, and there were bridges that lead you over water only to end in another “pond.” At one point (ok, this happened more than once), I exasperatedly said out loud to myself, “You’ve got to be kidding! No more water!” There was more water.

Just before the second-to-the-last aid station, there were people yelling to me that I was the 6th woman. “That’s impossible,” I said in response. I had been in 9th place since mile 2 and hadn’t passed, been passed, or even seen a woman since then. There was no way three women ahead of me had dropped out. They again told me I was in 6th and that the 5th place woman wasn’t too far ahead and she looked terrible. I didn’t think it was true, but if it was, the top 5 earn prize money and if the lady ahead was feeling like crap, I was going to hunt her down and pass her!

More water awaited on the trails, making it that much more difficult to pick up the pace. I was still alone and in some sections I could see 3 or 4 minutes ahead. No terrible-feeling woman was in sight. No man – feeling good or bad – was in sight. No one. It was just me and the creeks, er, trails. At one place, three people were standing next to the trail. I sarcastically asked, “Is it always this wet here?” “NO!!!!” they exclaimed. I laughed as I ran off, tromping through more wet trails.

During the last few miles of this hilly and wet 50k I reminded myself to keep on it because there were two pretty demanding uphills to go, so it was possible that “The Little Climber” could still catch someone. I also had no idea who was behind me and how close they were. I knew Bree Lambert was back there somewhere. She’s a fast, tough masters runner and I didn’t want to get caught in the last few miles and end up not defending my masters title from last year after being in the lead for so long.

At this point, I started to feel hungry and thirsty. The sun decided to show itself a bit and, having chosen to wear a black long-sleeve with tight arms, I couldn’t roll up my sleeves. Go away sun! This section was dry (yes, dry!), open, and I was nearing the end of a long race with steep climbing ahead. I didn’t need to get too warm now.

Finally, I saw a woman ahead! She is a crazy fast runner and was walking, so I knew she was feeling terrible (mad respect for walking it in). After I passed her I wondered, was I in 5th or 8th place now? Who knows? All I knew is that I was going downhill again. That meant the upcoming uphill section was going to be even steeper. And it was quite steep. At one point I tried fast hiking (which I never do) to see if it was more efficient. It wasn’t and it didn’t feel good, so I went back to “running.”

As I neared the finish line, there was a trail to the right and a trail going up. The lady I talked with at the start had told me that the end was convoluted and they made you run around the finish line before crossing it, so I thought I probably had to go to the right. I was trying to break 5 hours and my watch said 4:59, so I was getting close! Fortunately, two ladies were sitting there. “Which way do I go?!?!” “Go straight up!” “Thank you,” I huffed as I pushed up, crossing the finish line in 4:59:14.

Did I finish in 5th or 8th? I had already prepared myself not to get excited. I’m good at counting what place I’m in. No woman had passed me and I had only passed one, so I must have been in 8th. Sadly, nothing was announced as I came in other than my name and that I was from Seattle. What place was I?! Didn’t I just win the masters national championship?! A woman put a medal over my head and I somewhat frantically asked her, “What place did I finish?!” “I don’t know.” Pointing to the lady to her right who was writing on a clipboard she said, “She should know.” I again asked, “What place am I?” “I don’t know,” she replied (what was on the clipboard then?). Finally, a guy I had met the evening before came out of a tent near the finish to congratulate me. He gave me a big hug and I asked him, “Do you know what place I finished?!” He said he didn’t and went back into the tent to find out. He came out quickly and told me I was 7th. 7th?! That wasn’t one of the options. Was he sure? Yes. Was I the first masters woman? Let me check…Yes. Yes!!

Shortly after finishing, Uli came over to me. He finished 2nd master and 13th overall. Walking into the finish area tent, I learned that my teammate, Evan, had finished 3rd overall. Awesome!!! What an incredible showing by SRC! Third place male overall, 13th place male overall and 2nd masters, and 7th place female overall and 1st place masters. Go Team Blue!

Here’s a link to my race photos: https://facchinophotography.zenfolio.com

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2019 Chuckanut 50k

Olin Berger at the 2019 Chuckanut 50kI now have three strikes at running a sub-4 at Chuckanut. Fortunately, ultra-running results tell you near to nothing outside of context. Times can’t really be compared across races of the same distance or even between different years of the same race due to changes in course routes and conditions. Not that you would know it by looking at the times of the fast boys in the top two podium spots, but there was a decent amount of snow on the course this year which made a couple miles of Cleator Road and the backside of the course less than optimal.

Near optimal, however, was how I felt I ran this year. I tend to set pretty high goals for myself and far too often let my efforts diminish when I know they become out of reach. This year I opted not to allow this by avoiding looking at my watch after the last aid station. Not allowing myself the chance to slack off by never knowing how close I was to my goal time. I finally had a strong push throughout the last 10k and managed to pick off a few runners in the process. Being ~20 seconds off of 4th and under two minutes off of the podium was tough, but it is much easier to shave off those seconds in a mental re-cap than mid-event. I’m about as happy as I ever expected to be after that race; perhaps most of all because I vanquished the ghost of many races past in which local Masters/Master runner Masazumi Fujioka crushed me in the final miles, painfully instilling lessons of pacing. I’m hoping not to repeat those particular lessons ever again.

I’m feeling confident after this one, heading into next month’s Canyons 100k.

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2019 Bandera 100k

A new year; another shot to finally be that person you tell yourself you are if only the small issue of your repeated behaviors wouldn’t get in the way. No better chance to prove that you’re on the next level of that journey than surpassing your previous achievements and executing a great ultra marathon. It all started according to plan, I was 10-ish places back from the lead, allowing the hot heads to burn out early on so I could use them as stepping stones in the second half of the race. Cruising over a not-so-technical course with minimal (in ultra terms) climbing, I was not loving the amount of rocks underfoot, but felt ready to make it my day.

And yet here I am. Coming into the 50k mark and, not exactly dreading the second half, but knowing that it’s not going to be a battle for a podium place or pushing for a solid time, just yet another slog to the end. Finishing as its own reward. Ultra marathons certainly work over the body, but they can brutalize the mind. And at least the race finally ends and you can sit down, the brain keeps taking its beating for long after. So, that was the second half of my race. Five and a half hours of wondering if I’m just fooling myself about any real running ability, if past successes were just flukes or peaks not to be matched again, or if, even better, I actually could do it, but am just a quitter who can’t deal with a little hurt. Not like the champion of a runner (undoubtedly sent by gods delighting in torment) who passed me in the depths of this mood, rolling through the course with a prosthetic leg. So, I got to add “grossly unappreciative” to my list of character traits being dwelt upon.

But it’s a sport about not giving up and you always come away with something. Sometimes it’s as simple as “don’t eat strange pasta salad the night before a big race.” Other times, like this one, the lesson is harder to pin down. Though maybe that’s it. It’s hard. It’s always going to be hard, even on good days, especially so on bad ones. And I’m not sure that helps much at the moment. I don’t have a nice bow to tie on this one. I still think I could’ve done better, wish I had, and haven’t fully absorbed a lesson about appreciating the journey and being proud of the effort, etc. Though I do have a better-defined list of items to work on for 2019. It’s not what I was hoping for, but it’s a place to start.

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#SRCBrooks 2018 End-of-Year Update!

And 2018 is a wrap! The #SRCBrooks Beast B-Teamers Killer B’s L’il Beasts™ have stayed busy in the 2nd half of the year, chugging brews, seeing races get cancelled, handing out pizza at your favorite October trail races on Cougar Mountain, pacing, running 100 milers, racing XC, wearing Brooks shoes & gear, and eating donuts!

Once again thanks to Brooks Running for keeping our children shoe’d and warm! Be on the lookout for the 2019 team!


Keith Laverty


The second half of the year started and ended in some unexpected ways but it was another memorable Fall to say the least.

To kick off my Fall, I decided to run a local favorite, the GOAT Run – except this year I ran in the new 50k distance option. Everything was going smooth and clicking away the miles at a good clip – that is until an out-and-back section toward the end. I had run two miles without seeing any course markings, got worried and turned around too soon. One event led to another and I was ultimately DQ’d for my first time by unintentionally cutting off 0.6 miles of the course. Another lesson learned in doing more pre-course homework!

The rest of Fall was 100% all-in for training and returning back to The North Face 50-Mile Championship for the 2nd time. Along the way, I picked up a win at another coastal, ocean-view ultra at Rainshadow Running’s Oregon Coast 50k. Typically a wet and windy affair, we truly lucked out this year with sunny, blue skies and no wind.

Unfortunately, due to the devastating wildfires and extremely poor air quality, TNF 50 was cancelled on the Tuesday before the race. However, they announced that they would be donating all $30k of prize money and all the event food to the relief fund – so I was happy to hear that news.

Feeling anxious to race, I hopped into a local trail half over on the Grand Ridge Trails across from Tiger Mtn. The next week, I even convinced myself to try a competitive road 10k on Turkey Day, and to my biggest surprise of the year, I somehow raced to a lifetime 10k PR in 31:20. I finally got a flatter, faster course combined with a highly competitive front pack that pulled me along.

One week later, I also wanted to put my 50-mile training block to use and hopped down south to the desert to compete in the McDowell Mountain Frenzy in Arizona. This was the first 50-miler that felt relatively good through the whole thing and had plenty of zip in my legs even after the 50k mark. It was a unique experience to run among the cactus while spotting large spiders and jackrabbits along the trail. I pushed the last few miles to sneak under 7 hours in 6:57:31 for a new PR. The PureGrit 7 was the right decision for this distance and terrain!

I had fun once again volunteering at SRC’s October Cougar race by working the finish line food tent as well as the coldest, yet most epic aid station at the top of gondola for the Crystal Mountain Sky Marathon. Thank you SRC and Brooks Running for the amazing support through the year!

2018 2nd Half of Year race results:

  • 1st – Oregon Coast 50k (3:54:03)
  • 1st – Grand Ridge Trail Half (1:41:15)
  • 3rd – Mukilteo Turkey Trot 10k (31:20 – PR)
  • 1st – McDowell Mountain Frenzy 50-Mile (6:57:31 – PR)

Katelen Phelan


After the first 50 mile race of my life this past July, I embraced my recovery. I went on vacation and ate dessert every day. Upon return, Trisha suggested I continue this habit. Now I’m sucking down less running gels, fueling heartier and desserting better.

Labor Day weekend I camped in Mount St. Helen’s Backcountry, waking to run the Backcountry Rise 20 Miler. The trails were novel, breathtaking, and earned me 3rd female in my age group. Something I’ll be back for next year.

Weeks later, I ran the RAVE Green Run 5k, securing 1st in my age group and third female overall.

This year, was my 5th season of Club Cross Country with the Seattle Running Club. I started off feeling disappointed that the transition from ultramarthon racing to XC was tougher than anticipated. But as the season wore on, I gained back my short distance speed. My second XC race earned me a 46 second course personal record (PR) and 9 second XC PR.

At the end of October, I raced the Cougar Mountain Final trail – 7.6 mile race. I surprised myself by rolling my ankle 4 times and still managed to buzz past a lady at the finish. The rain was dumping that day, but I had volunteering to do. So I brushed off the dirt on my legs, layered up and joyfully refilled snacks for the brave 50k racers who faired the nasty weather and course marking interference. There’s nothing that brings more joy than greeting race finishers with a mountain of pizzas, beer, and snacks. I participated in one trail work party this past year–the final one of the season. It was so much fun digging out ditches and walking around with SRC friends that it left me wanting more!

I topped of my racing this year with Club Cross Country Nationals in Spokane, WA. Thanks to (or despite) chilling temperatures, I had my fastest 6k XC race of all time- ticking 6 seconds off! I can’t wait to race cross country with my SRC teammates again next year!

As a person with flat feet and bunions, support shoes are my friends.
My long run trail shoe of choice: Brooks Adrenaline ASR 14 (No longer available).
Long run road shoe of choice: Brooks Adrenaline GTS 18 & 19.
Cross Country racing shoe: Brooks Cascadia 13.

What’s next? Dialing in my speed to chase down a Boston Qualifying time!

Planned Races:

  • January 12th- Bridle Trails 5 mile
  • January 19th- Redmond Rain Run Half Marathon
  • February 3rd- West Seattle Beach Run
  • March 16th- Chuckanut 50k (Round 2!)
  • April 28th- Blooms to Brews Marathon
  • Summer 2019- Cougar Mountain Trail Run Series
  • July 28th- Jack & Jill Downhill Marathon
  • September 7th- Backcountry Rise
  • Fall 2019- Club Cross Country Season

Olin Berger


The second half of this year continued along the theme of highs and lows. I was looking to redeem myself after a disappointing performance at the White River 50 (low), and took out my frustration on the Cougar Mountain 50k; winning and shaving about 10 minutes off of the course record (high). With that confidence boost, I prepared to test my speed against the fast boys at The North Face 50 Mile, which was then canceled due to poor air quality (low). But I went down to the bay anyway and had a really good donut (high). Since then I have been focusing on the upcoming Bandera 100k in January and will attempt to score a Golden Ticket to the 2019 Western States 100.

Ellen Lavoie


The beginning of my second half of 2018 was all about gearing up for an FKT attempt on the easternWashington Columbia Plateau Trail in mid-September. With a star crew I attempted the 130 mile trail but failed leaving 29 miles for another day. The trail has about 70 miles of insanely difficult large ballast rock to run on. One of the most unpleasant surfaces the feet can ever experience. I’ll be back though…I’ll be back. The next three weeks after my CPT FKT attempt was all about rest and recovery. After way too much eating post my FKT attempt, I had a couple of races to finish out the year: the SRC Cougar 19.5 mile race in late October earned me 2 nd place in the age category. My last race of the season was a ½ Marathon with Northwest Trail Runs at the beautiful Redmond Watershed that I used for 100 mile training more than anything. That last race earned me a pure middle of the pack placing with a 2 nd place age category (oh if only they recognized that!). Next up…a couple of 100 milers on the horizon for the first half of 2019 and another bigger than big FKT recon in Canada (stay tuned for that
one)!

Thorin Kane

In August I was hit by a car while riding my bicycle home from work. I (luckily) walked away from the incident, but with a broken wrist, tons of road rash and a pretty messed up body. After a couple months of doing zippo, I was out of shape, bored and ready to get back to things. Sadly 2 months off killed my fitness and I felt but a shade of my former self. Now a couple months later, I am happy to say that I am healthy and starting to resemble a fit runner again. I am focusing on strength and training a lot in Hardstyle Russian Kettlebell. I am planning on racing again in the new year, want to focus on mountain and adventure races. A strong body and mind is needed. I look forward to repping SRC everywhere I go.

Trisha Steidl


The second half of 2018 was pretty fun!

I raced the USATF 50k Trail National Championships in New Hampshire in August. The course was tough and long (33-34 miles) and the day was crazy humid. The hardest part, besides the penultimate couple of miles, was the transition from running on smooth road to technical trail. My brain took a long time to make the switch, but once it did, my legs were going! It has been awhile since I’ve travelled across the country to race and I learned more about how to better approach that in the future. All-in-all it was a fine day as I finished 8th overall (women) and won my first national championship, taking the masters title. Helping to illustrate the depth and class of the women in the field this year, the top 13 women bested the previous course record! The first national championship title for the PureGrit 7s!

In early September I ran the Owyhigh Lakes Loop, a 34-ish mile route at Mt. Rainier National Park which is a part of the Ultrapedestrian Wilderness Challenge. My goal was to get the FKT (fastest known time) for the route. Starting on the Eastside Trail at the Steven’s Canyon entrance and heading clockwise, I felt strong and positive about the effort I could put out.

Unfortunately, despite having a map and having looked into all the details thoroughly ahead of time, I missed a right turn about a half mile into the route. My attention drawn to my left by a shiny sign, I simply did not see the trail to my right. This added 2.6 hilly miles and at least 30 minutes (including stopping to figure out where the heck I was) to the route and killed my mental momentum regarding my FKT attempt. I considered starting over and had I truly realized how close to the start the missed turn was, I probably would have started over. In the moment I felt compelled to continue on and so I did. For the next several hours, due to the missed turn and added miles (and time), I ran with a tension in my body and mind that didn’t serve me well. That said, I was able to enjoy the beauty of the places I traversed. It was a wonderful weather day, despite some smoke lingering in the air from the fires.

The last 6.5 miles were brutal for me. I thought I had fewer miles left to traverse than were actually left. I also had looked at the map to see that the trail would cross paths with plenty of creeks only to find all of them to be bone dry (or water too far off the trail for me to be able to reach). I was parched the last 70 minutes or more and hearing water off in the distance was mental torture in the moment. Upon finishing and touching the “Eastside Trail” sign at which I had started, I immediately turned around and sprinted to the water fountain and drank and drank and drank.

Despite adding on mileage and time early on, I still ran the women’s FKT and the second fastest time overall for that route (at least at that time, I don’t know if that has changed). Big thanks to my friend, Ryan Parker, for driving and being there for me before and, especially, after. Probably also the first FKT for the PureGrit 7s!

The rest of the fall was spent focusing on running cross country with my SRC teammates!

In October I ran the Emerald City XC Open and WWU Classic. Switching from racing for 6-plus hours to 6k was a big swing in pace, intensity, mental focus, and well, just about everything! Having these two races with my teammates helped prepare me for the important races at the end of the season.

In early November I race the PNTF (Pacific Northwest Track & Field) XC association championship races. The masters race was first, where I finished 2nd woman to my teammate and longtime friend, Marlene. About 25 minutes later, I ran the open race, finishing as the #2 woman for our open team. It was fun to race both races again this year and to help my team. I learned a lot from this experience and was excited to take that knowledge forward to the upcoming Regionals race and, especially, to Nationals in Spokane where I would be racing twice again.

The Saturday after Thanksgiving was the Regional race. The masters and open runners all race at the same time, so I got to count for both, yet only race once – whew! I finished as the #2 masters and open woman for SRC. Unfortunately, less than two minutes into the race, I took a step and immediately felt pain in my left hamstring. Unsure as to whether I could finish, I tried to stay calm and assess the situation as I was running. It was painful and I couldn’t run normally, but it only got worse to a certain point and then plateaued, so I felt all right finishing the race. I took three days off, got worked on, and, fortunately, was able to get back to running fairly quickly.

December was XC Club Nationals in Spokane! It was cold, with temps in the mid-to-upper 20s for the masters race and the low-30s for the open race. I raced in tights to help preserve my hamstring, which was a good call as I still felt cold for the first half of the masters race. With about 2.5 hours between races, I did my best to stay warm, eat and drink enough (but not too much), and overall put my body in the best place possible going into the open race. I did a fairly good job with that, but definitely would have preferred the races only being 25 minutes apart like they were at the PNTF championships. I finished 15th overall for masters and #2 for our team. In the open race I was our #3 scorer.

It was a blast running with my SRC teammates this XC season! I love racing, but racing with a team can be so much more fun and with awesome teammates like mine, it’s easy to feel motivated to give your all every race.

Arthur Martineau


I spent most of my summer studying for my Master’s degree.

I had a nice three day weekend at the beginning of August training for the Cascade Crest 100. This is an event I put on every year. We had about thirty people come out and run 15 to 70 miles of the race course. There was some smoke in the air, but it was better than the Seattle area.

I was very fortunate to have the time this summer to run around Mt. St. Helen’s. It had been a few years since I did this. I love how the trail is so diverse.

Cascade Crest 100
About 60 miles in my stomach went south, and I got sick. This is nothing new, it happens almost every year. It usually only lasts a few hours or less. Unfortunately this year, it continued all night. This was my 13th finish in a row. I think maybe this year I will just shoot for finishing the entire 100 miles and not worry at the time.

Pacing at Teanaway Country 100
In September I paced a friend at the TC100. Pacing can be a stressful thing for me to do. I did my best to slow her down when she was going to fast and to speed her up when she was going to slow. I told many jokes and said EAT about 100 times.
The rest of my year I’ve been struggling with ankle issues. It sucks getting old!

Jenny Easterberg


Wow, where to start with all my fun running/racing adventures from this past half year…!

I have just thoroughly enjoyed representing SRCBrooks at all of my races. From the deep lush woods of Washington to the dry desert of Nevada, I have experienced so many awesome events and people, it’s been great to expand my running repertoire. It’s difficult to pinpoint any one race in particular as my favorite because they all have their endearing qualities, even the ones that kick my butt lol.

My most recent escapade was running 2 marathons in 8 days in Hawaii because hey, why not, it was Hawaii. It was absolutely amazing, to say the least. Such a unique experience, one of the reasons it was on my Bucket List. My “training” for that was running the SEATTLE Quadzuki over the Thanksgiving weekend. That was also a Bucket List item for me and I had an amazing time doing it! I won it for the women so that was a huge accomplishment for me as well.

It seems like I’m on a mission to continue experiencing my “Bucket List” runs/races. Having been in strong recovery from an eating disorder for over 7 years now, it’s wonderful to see my dreams coming true and actually making these fantasies a reality. I have never felt so strong and so determined to continue to inspire others in recovery as I do now. That is the sole reason I run and share my story. If I can give hope to even just one person who is suffering then I consider it a success. Through the ups and downs of this past year I have learned that the higher purpose is a great driver and therefore should always be at the forefront. That is my motivation and why I will keep running and challenging myself to try new things even when I doubt myself. Because you don’t know until you try, and I now have a plethora of great stories!

  • Biggest Race: Honolulu International Marathon: 889/32,000
  • Most Halfs at once: Quadzuki- 4 halfs, 4 days: 1st place female.
  • Longest running event: Road Ragnar: 35 miles.
  • Best PR: Beat the Blerch.
  • Toughest Half: Seattle Half

Isaiah Henmen


Well, the second half of the year didn’t go entirely according to plan race-wise, what with a DNF and a couple missed races I had hoped to run. However, I filled the void in every way I could devise, from volunteering for the WTA along the South Fork of the Skokomish (trail maintenance) and the SRC at the Cougar Mountain 50k (Squak aid station), to extending my adventures to include running an FKT and being a pacer. In all, it was a memorable year.

Hurricane-Hayden 100K–FKT, August 4

I’d been contemplating a 100 mile FKT attempt in my favorite place in the world: Olympic National Park, but instead I settled for 100k, more specifically an epic 64-mile loop starting at Hurricane Ridge in the north and venturing south to Hayden Pass and the heart of the park, linking 7 mountain passes in all (Obstruction Point, Grand, Cameron, Lost, Hayden, Dodger Point, Hurricane Ridge), resulting in over 18,000 ft. in gain. What a day! Here’s a picture of a young buck I encountered on top of Grand Pass. I tell ya, he seemed to appreciate the views even more than me.

For more deets on the route and its challenges, visit the following link: https://fastestknowntime.com/fkt/isaiah-hemmen-hurricane-hayden-100k-loop-wa-2018-08-04

Wasatch 100–DNF, September 7
The race I was looking forward to all year: Wasatch, one of the first 100 milers, dating back to 1979, traces the crest of the Wasatch range south from Kaysville to Heber City, UT. With 26,000 ft. of gain and comparable loss, much of it on rocky and technical terrain, and at altitude no less, the race is a beast! As a sea-leveler, I was most intimidated by the altitude, given that runners spend a great deal of time between 8-9,000 ft. and top out above 10,000 ft. Yikes! Hard to spend time that high in the PNW. So, rather than wing it by showing up the day of and hoping for the best, I planned a Idaho-Utah road trip around the event and managed to spend 2 nights at 5,000 ft., 3 nights at 6,500 ft., 3 nights at 10,500 ft., then 2 nights back down to 4,000 ft., followed by 2 nights up at 7,500 ft. This amounted to nearly 2 weeks at elevation–all during my taper–which allowed me to acclimate gradually without incurring much additional stress to the system. Other than some inexplicable stomach pain (more on that later), I felt prepared, I felt primed. So, come race day, I charged from the start, straight up the initial 4,400 ft. climb (in the first 5 miles!), and felt good–in roughly 12th place–until I didn’t. At mile 8, my stomach dropped and symptoms only spiraled from there, exacerbated by the heat, which climbed to 96. First, I couldn’t eat; then, I couldn’t intake fluid–only lose it. My stomach felt like a knot of poison. I pushed on, through sheer determination, to Lamb’s Canyon just shy of half-way, and dropped. No mind-over-matter magic was possible in this one; something was off–very off. Turns out I had contracted Giardia thanks to drinking out of the Elwha River (my filter failed) during my FKT attempt a month prior. Talk about disappointment. Then again, I had spent two blissful and unforgettable weeks on the road with my family, so I could only bitch and moan and pity myself so much. But mark my words, revenge will be mine!

Teanaway County 100–Pacer, September 15
8 days post-Wasatch, and 6 days into my Giardia-curing course of antibiotics, I got a call from a buddy to pace him at the Teanaway Country 100, RD Brian Morrison’s sadistic dream come to fruition: 28,000 ft. of absurdly steep trails in the Teanaway country south of the Enchantments. To hear tell, Brian has upped it to nearly 31,000 ft. for 2019. Luckily, the trails are so spectacular and the volunteers are so enthusiastic that you can’t help but push on. Excited to see my friend, chomping at the bit to capitalize on my fitness, and determined to have a last epic hurrah on the trails before work began anew and fall degraded into winter, I forgot my stomach woes and went long, pacing the last 50 miles from Standup. Much of this was in the dark, but we made light of it.

Side note: My vote for ultrarunning performance of the year is Brandon Benefield’s staggering 20 hour time on this course. Somehow, he managed to run a great deal of the long and technical climbs, separating himself from a stout second place by over 3 hours! An absolutely superhuman feat.

Carkeek 6 Hour–2nd place overall (1st masters), October 27
Loops, anyone? We’ve all run loops before, but I suspect few of us have been so (un)fortunate as to run loops like these. Admittedly, I was initially intrigued by the format of this race, based on time rather than distance, and comprised of lots of small loops. After all, that meant I could just relax to the zen of repetition, and I would never get lost because the course was simple. Of course, what’s the first thing that happens? I get lost. Only briefly. 6 hours and 18.5 laps later–and feeling loopy–I finished with 35.28 miles and nearly 9,000 ft. of gain. Not sure I’ll ever do that again, but I’m happy to have done it once.

Emma Saarel


Although my knee injury has yet to heal, since August I have been able to participate in a couple short races, volunteer at the final Cougar Mountain race of the season, and join the ‘Northern’ contingent of Seattle Running Club for an evening run. It was great to run Cross Country with the team at Emerald City Open, serve food at the last Cougar Mountain race of the year, cheer for Masters’ and Open racers at PNTF Regionals, explore Maple Leaf Reservoir with Ellen, and run a Turkey Trot in Park City, UT with my brother. Winter brings new opportunity for cross training, and I hope to begin seriously hitting the trails soon after the New Year begins! As always, lots of love and happy holidays to this wonderful community!

Doug Jordan


The second half of the year was filled with many ups and downs, but I am quite happy with how it ended. After placing second at the Lake Union 10k, I knew that I still had some fitness, despite the fact that most of my time training time was being spent on the bike. My first XC race was the PLU Invite, where I placed third after running a 26:02. This was an official XC PR, so I was really happy to start the season on such a high note. My next race of the season was the local work 5k. I went out crazy fast (4:38?) but ended up running a 5k PR of 15:08 and winning the race. My next race was only a day later, this time the ECO XC race at Woodland Park. I was feeling great going into the race, although I knew how challenging the course was, and wasn’t sure how my legs would hold up on day 2 of back to back races. It certainly did not disappoint, and I ended up placing 8th running a 26:43, a personal best for the brutal hills of Woodland Park. Despite feeling like the season was going to be my best yet, I ended up straining my calf at a workout the following Wednesday. 3 hard, fast efforts in just 6 days was clearly too much for me, and I had to take off a few weeks. I had to skip the Dawg Dash 10k, WWU’s 10k invite, and PNTF. Going in to Thanksgiving break I wasn’t sure I was going to even be able to do a turkey trot for fun, but when Thursday actually rolled around, I was feeling surprisingly good. I showed up to the Seattle Turkey Trot in Ballard, and was able to take the win running a 15:03, on a very downhill course. I was out of town for Regionals, and I was trying to focus all my energy on staying healthy for nationals.

USATF Club Nationals was a fantastic race. Other than being obviously long, it was a firm-packed, gently rolling golf course that was plenty wide for the 450+ runners. The men’s open 10k was an afternoon race; it was scheduled to start at 1:30. I tried to eat a big breakfast, but I failed to do so and ended up snacking on Evan’s granola for a while around lunch time. There were many bets made over how fast I would go out, and I tried my best to cruise through around 5:00, despite feeling like the entire field was ahead of me. According to my watch, I split 15:33 for the first 5k, and 15:59 for the second. My official time was 32:45, and I placed 142 overall and 4th on the team. While I technically didn’t accomplish my goal of breaking 32:00 in the 10k, I think I would have easily done it on a course that was actually 10km. Going into the holidays I’m ready to take some time off, then start training for the Eugene Marathon in April.

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SRC Member Race Reports – October 2018

Once a month we’d like to showcase the races for members courageous enough to spend a few minutes filling out a Google Form, and until we get that sick shout-out from the CEO himself on Twitter or, preferably, Instagram®, we will *NOT* promote Run Gum!

First-placers, mid-packers, sweepers, we want to hear all the tales: heroism, zeroism, and everything in between. And as you see below, your submission can be as brief, or *long* as you’d like!

Are you racing this November? Probably! Here’s an incomplete list of “races” I accept:

  1. Real races! (road, track, trail, relays, obstacle courses, chasing that teen around the track after his friend Todd dared you to race him)
  2. Not really races(?) (stair climbs for cancer research, color runs, certain Mario Kart levels)
  3. Strava CRs! (no bikes)
  4. Strava CR attempts! (definitely no bikes)
  5. Beer Miles (5% abv or even PBR beer miles!)
  6. Beer ultras

In order to receive more reports in the coming months, I’d like to offer the following perks to becoming race reporters!*

  1. I’ll go with you to the nearest QFC and buy you a 6 pack of Leinenkugel.
  2. I’ll go with you to the nearest QFC and you can see what happens when I offer to buy a random #teen a 6 pack of Leinenkugel.
  3. We’ll go to the nearest Target and I’ll ask the nearest non-male cashier if they have “condoms for virgins” and if so “I’ll buy 3.”
  4. I’ll email Ginger Runner over and over until he agrees to check out my Pliny The Elder bottle collection and do a Shoeless Joe interview.
  5. I’ll race in my favorite Big Dogs shirt at whatever the next Rainshadow Running race I’m allowed to enter the lottery for.

*Perks will not be honored

Submit Your Race Report!

Let’s hand it off to OCTOBER 2018’s CAVALCADE OF ONE FUCK*NG BOSS HOSS WHOSE NAME IS BRYAN LION!
🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻

Bryan Hamilton

Member #: 1733
Race name: West Seattle Monster Dash
When was this race? 10/27/2018
How did you place?! I won
Race website: westseattlemonsterdash.com

At the 7th annual West Seattle Monster Dash, SRC members had a clean sweep with Bryan Hamilton and Kristi Houk nabbing the top spots as The Flash and Batgirl, respectively. Kristi is recovering from a car accident/back injury. Bryan, I am not sure what his excuse is–maybe old age.

Here is my (Bryan’s) account:

After two years of racing this event in Lincoln Park and being beaten by Dan Sloat, I have finally been victorious. I woke up race day. It was a typical Seattle fall morning. The air was crisp, the fog was shining and leaves were blowing in the wind. Oh yeah, and three little birds were by my doorstep. I toe’d the start line, looked around, and there was no sign of Dan Sloat. The start gun went off and still there was no sign of Dan Sloat. I took off like a Flash; I knew this year would be the year. I swung my arms, engaged my glutes, and never looked back until I crossed the finish line.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

“At the 7th annual West Seattle Monster Dash”

7 years?! If this race has been around *seven* years, I’ll donate my back catalog of WWF Magazines to the local high school (while wearing a Club Northwest singlet, of course)

“After 2 years of racing this event in Lincoln Park and being beaten by Dan Sloat, I have finally been victorious.”

I can confirm that Bryan got jobbed out by Dan Sloat last year, evidenced by this gif of Dan in his gorgeous SRC singlet slash terrible Halloween costume getting ready to SLAY those 8 year-olds in their T-Rex costumes.

Wouldn’t surprise me if he also stole candy from a little girl and (barely) beat up a 10 year-old in the parking lot afterward.

“three little birds were by my doorstep”

One of my favorite Maroon 5 tracks!

“I toe’d the start line, looked around, and there was no sign of Dan Sloat.”

Hard to race 5Ks against 5 year-olds whilst also arguing on your Slack workspace full of run nerds about Strava GPS inaccuracies!

“I swung my arms”

Good thing Dan Sloat wasn’t nearby or you might have grazed him in the arms and given those pipe-cleaners a visible bruise and he woulda said “own my arm!”

Congrats Bryan and Kristi! From the advanced research I did on your photograph, I can say with 95% certainty (and happiness) that it appears you’re *not* chewing Run Gum, so hands in the air!

(Leaves to Google “cheap Maroon 5 concert tickets”)


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SRC Member Race Reports – September 2018

Once a month we’d like to showcase the races for members courageous enough to spend a few minutes filling out a Google Form, and until we get that sick shout-out from the CEO himself on Twitter or, preferably, Instagram®, we will *NOT* promote Run Gum!

First-placers, mid-packers, sweepers, we want to hear all the tales: heroism, zeroism, and everything in between. And as you see below, your submission can be as brief, or *long* as you’d like!

Are you racing this September? Probably! Here’s an incomplete list of “races” I accept:

  1. Real races! (road, track, trail, relays, obstacle courses, chasing that teen around the track after his friend Todd dared you to race him)
  2. Not really races(?) (stair climbs for cancer research, color runs, certain Mario Kart levels)
  3. Strava CRs! (no bikes)
  4. Strava CR attempts! (definitely no bikes)
  5. Beer Miles (5% abv or even PBR beer miles!)
  6. Beer ultras

Submit Your Race Report!

Let’s hand it off to SEPTEMBER 2018’s CAVALCADE OF BOSS HOSSES!
🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻

Aaron Roche, SRC XC Yearbook Editor

Member #: 1960
Race name: PLU Invitational
When was this race? 15 September 2018
How did you place?! SRC ***A-TEAM*** displacer
Race website: golutes.com
*Your* website URL: rocheam.com/move
Race report:

Cross country team season opener. 4 loops, 8 kilometers, and 12-14 years in the bank against the college-aged lads. XC IS BACK BAY-BEE!

Highlights:
– Watching the exuberant youths sprint the first 400m like they were back in middle school.
– Catching up to and then passing some surfer bro from Pacific U. in Oregon who ***LOST HIS G.D. SHOES*** somewhere on the course.
– Hearing words of encouragement from the many spectators and teammates lining the course.
– Hearing words of intimidation from the many washed-up coaches lining the course. For example, one coach, clutching his clipboard and doing math in his head to determine how many points his team was losing to a group of post-post-post-collegiate hobby-joggers, calling out instructions to his runners, “I need you to pick it up for four strides right now up this hill and catch that group!! LET’S GO!!”
– For realsies, ***A DUDE LOST HIS M-F’in SHOES*** and tried to hang on to our ~blistering middle-of-the-pack pace.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

“Catching up to and then passing some surfer bro from Pacific U. in Oregon who ***LOST HIS G.D. SHOES*** somewhere on the course.”

Did you happen to get his email or ICQ # that day? Shoeless Joe would love nothing more than to interview Shoeless Bro and commiserate about society’s tendency to, like you did above, MOCK US for choosing to use the tools God-bro gave us.

“…one coach, clutching his clipboard and doing math in his head to determine how many points his team was losing to a group of post-post-post-collegiate hobby-joggers, calling out instructions to his runners, ‘I need you to pick it up for four strides right now up this hill and catch that group!! LET’S GO!!'”

Maybe this was Shoeless Bro’s coach? Maybe Shoeless Bro misheard him and kicked off his shoes and ended up losing ground to an aging sack of excrement (no offense, Aaron)? Cause in XC, you *never* disobey anyone holding a clipboard. We need to know! Find me Shoeless Bro’s LiveJournal so I can investigate this issue the way only I know how!

Also, just try to imagine how happy and satisfied this coach’s wife is at home.

“For realsies, ***A DUDE LOST HIS M-F’in SHOES*** and tried to hang on to our ~blistering middle-of-the-pack pace”

Maybe it was by design? Maybe he got stung by a bee and had to slow the pace? Maybe he *let* you win? We’ll never know unless I get this guys’s AIM handle and conduct the interview this region deserves!

JOE-BRO 2018!!


Shad Birkholz

Member #: 1845
Race name: Montana Half-marathon
When was this race? 16 Sep 2018
How did you place?! 4th overall
Race website: Results
Race report:

Not even close to a PR. Didn’t get in a good pace the whole race lol

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No

Shoeless Joe Sez!

“Not even close to a PR.”

Well, unless you’re Evan Williams…or one of his brothers…or hell, probably also his cousins too, most races shouldn’t be PRs, right?

“Didn’t get in a good pace the whole race”

This will come with age, Shad, don’t worry! I’m 38 and every race goes about as well as is possible given my cratering physiological health. You, being only (squints at results page)…….41 years old. Err, yeah nevermind.

“lol”

That’s the spirit!


Martin Criminale

Member #: 1348
Race name: Pine To Palm 100 Mile Endurance Run
When was this race? September 8 2018
How did you place?! I won my age group
Race website: roguevalleyrunners.com/pine-to-palm
*Your* website URL: martin.criminale.com
Race report:

I ran this race in 2016 and had a painful/27.5 hour experience. Ever since then I have wanted to try it again and get it “right”. My goal going in was sub-24 hours which I achieved running 23:17. Better pacing, planning and weather all played a part. It was super cool to finish in the dark, just like the elite runners. Hal Koerner has a million dollar smile, you can see it in the finish line picture. And he knows how to design an interesting course. This course is point-to-point, awesome.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

“It was super cool to finish in the dark, just like the elite runners.”

Oooh, did I hear someone say “elite”?? I assume then irunfar was there?

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: “No”

Boooooooo

“Hal Koerner has a million dollar smile”

“Hal Koerner has a million dollar smile”

Wait, what?


Ariel Taylor

Member #: 2075
Race name: Beat the Blerch Marathon
When was this race? 9/15/2018
How did you place?! I won
Race website: beattheblerch.com
*Your* website URL: HA!
Race report:

It was my first marathon! And I’m a new src member! And I guess I won?!?! A giant marshmallow Blerch monster chased me the final mile of the course telling me to slow the eff down, which was super great for the psyche. Also super bummer–all the delicious cake that was promised to me at the finish line had been eaten by the 5/10k and half marathon runners. I guess that’s the perils of being a marathon runner…

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

“I’m a new src member!”

Can I use this as evidence of my member recruitment in my civil suit against the President of this club who wants me to stop making these posts because he’s a Nick Symmonds fanboy who thinks I’m being too sarcastic in my NO RUN GUM policy?

“Also super bummer–all the delicious cake that was promised to me at the finish line had been eaten by the 5/10k and half marathon runners. I guess that’s the perils of being a marathon runner…”

Oh yeah, welcome to marathoning! Talk about blisters and 20 milers and splits and BQs and nipple chafing and crotch chafing and armpit chafing and ass chafing and thigh chafing and having no friends all you want, the true pain of this sport is getting screwed over by the shorter-distance people, leaving you with nothing but plain milk and fruit cups after you’ve plowed through 3000 calories. I hate all 10k runners.


“Big” Joe Creighton

Member #: 1049
Race name: PLU Invite
When was this race? 3rd Saturday of September 2018
How did you place?! I beat some 21 year olds?
*Your* website URL: www.boyz.exposed
Race report:

Originally the plan was to run this race purely as a gag and spend the entire 8 kilometers talking trash to as many man-bun’d college boys as possible and see if I could goad any of them into a fight and hopefully get them kicked off their team. To be honest the goal was to get 3 guys expelled from their schools. I didn’t care which schools, I just wanted at least 3 guys packing up their Pam Anderson posters into their duffel bags in the dorms later that day, going home to mom & dad cause they tried to punch a 38 year-old during their small-fry Div 3-NAIA-III Level 4a XC competition.

This plan sadly did not come to fruition. By the time I was to unleash the savage heckling I’d formed in my head whilst scanning the start-line, I was so out of breath that all ability to speak coherently was lost. Around 5k, I remember telling a specific man-bun that “your coif reminds me of a hairstyle I last saw on my aunt’s friend Donna so I’m gonna call YOU Donna now” and all he said was “what?” and slowly ran away from me. In his defense, I struggled so much to execute that roast that I barely understood what I was saying myself.

Another guy passed me around 6k and I, if I say so myself, remarked cleverly about the lack of definition in his calves, but he just looked back to me and went “huh?” but when I tried to repeat the ruthless zinger, it only came out “your calves are (pant) thin” and he just ran away shaking his head. I then started to feel bad; maybe his friends tell him that all the time 🙁 I mean, it’s not HIS fault his calves were shapeless and soft-looking.

The guilt stopped me from singling out any more guys, so instead I just focused on all the women teammates these guys seemed to have cheering for them and heckled them instead, reminding them that “hey #NotAllMen are named ‘Bryce’ honey.” Their confused faces proved I’d given them something to think about.

I ran 27:27 and finished….I don’t know what place. Definitely top-3 in the “looks like he’s probably into Steely Dan” category. I learned a lot of lessons that day though. Don’t be an asshole during races, don’t skip leg day, and while random Tacoma gas stations have the best energy drinks, they don’t accept checks.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!


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SRC Member Race Reports – August 2018

Once a month we’d like to showcase the races for members courageous enough to spend a few minutes filling out a Google Form, and until we get that sick shout-out from the CEO himself on Twitter or, preferably, Instagram®, we will *NOT* promote Run Gum!

First-placers, mid-packers, sweepers, we want to hear all the tales: heroism, zeroism, and everything in between. And as you see below, your submission can be as brief, or *long* as you’d like!

Are you racing this September? Probably! Here’s an incomplete list of “races” I accept:

  1. Real races! (road, track, trail, relays, obstacle courses, chasing that teen around the track after his friend Todd dared you to race him)
  2. Not really races(?) (stair climbs for cancer research, color runs, certain Mario Kart levels)
  3. Strava CRs! (no bikes)
  4. Strava CR attempts! (definitely no bikes)
  5. Beer Miles (5% abv or even PBR beer miles!)
  6. Beer ultras (Fat Glass is coming 9/22!)

Submit Your Race Report!

Let’s hand it off to AUGUST 2018’s, ONE BOSS HOSS and one other late hoss!
🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻

Max Ferguson

Member #: 1247
Race name: Beast of Big Creek Trail Race
When was this race? 8/4/18
How did you place?! I won
Race website: Shelton Harriers
*Your* website URL: I don’t know how
Race report:

The following is a transcript from the Press Conference following the Beast of Big Creek Trail Race, held in Hoodsport Washington on August 4th, 2018.

Max Ferguson: Thank you all for coming, I’d like to share a short written message and following we can have a Q and A session for all in attendance.

Transcriptionist note: there are 24 empty folding chairs in a seemingly random campsite at the Big Creek Campground. Max has set up a podium he brought himself complete with a name plate. At the time of “beginning” this “Press Conference” there appears to be one lone person occupying the two dozen chairs available.

MF: Firstly I want to thank my parents without whom none of this would be possible. Their years of dedicated frugality forced me to spend many days wandering aimlessly in the wooded areas of the Cascade mountain range and the sprawling forgettable suburbs of unincorporated King County. This wandering skill I found critical in my athletic endeavors later in life. Not necessarily in high school. Or in college. Or even after college, now that I think about it. But a shit-load later in life. Right about the time I was missing my athletic prime, and had maybe one good year left in the ‘ol kickers. Yes, that’s when that childhood aimlessness kicked in.

I also want to thank the many fans in attendance today. I know that races such as UTMB receive far more gushing oration over their raucous all day fan brigade. But for my money, the homegrown ones here are the absolute best.

Finally, Id like to thank Keith Laverty for letting me borrow his watch today, and my greatest of apologies to his wife Elisa for being unable to “snag some of those fiery hot KOM monster vert climbs” for his Strava account.

With that being said, I’m more than happy to answer some questions from the gathered media presence we have here.

Note: There is no possible way the now 3 people sitting in the 24 available chairs is official media. One of these people simply appears to be a tired hiker who cannot find her parked vehicle. Also in ‘attendance’ is an unattended child consuming an entire roll of fruit by the foot and drawing frantically in a book.

Lost Hiker: I saw you running down that very narrow steep section with all the loose rock! I tried my best to move out of the way, but you still nearly knocked me off the trail coming past. Was that completely necessary?

MF: I’m afraid it may have been ma’m. I was in hot pursuit of some “gnarly AF descending Strava segs” and needed to test out all the running skills that slow motion footage from Salomon TV can teach an over the hill athlete such as myself.

LH: Well, you clearly could have just tried being safer, this is a public trail.

MF: Danger is my middle name.

Note: Max now puts on a pair of sunglasses. There is an audible groan from the now growing crowd of rather annoyed hikers.

MF: You there with the backpack and the “Short girls rule” tee shirt.

Note: Max points to a host of hikers annoyed by his trail maneuvering antics, one of whom has hand raised.

Annoyed Hiker #2: Did you at least have fun out there?

MF: I had an absolute blast. This is by far one of the great events in the Pacific Northwest that no one knows about. This race always puts a big smile on your face. Never immediately after, but like 2-3 days later, you’re smiling.

AH#2: It seems preposterously dangerous, who would you possibly recommend this race to? I see multiple people fell this year alone!

MF: I think the real question is not who should do this race, but only to weed out those who absolutely should not.

AH#2: Soo…who shouldn’t? Sane people?

MF: Well, hobby horses would find commiting to the entire event difficult. Self-identified triathletes would have issue not being able to legally purchase a ride to the upper trailhead. Politicians would have difficulty expending any effort to either climbing or descending the mountain based on the current media narrative being dissected at the time. Children under the age of 5 are much too small and weak, which is no good. Children over the age of 7 have too many wits about them, also not a skill-set necessary here at Mt. Ellinor. Classic rock DJs are forever living in the past and would be continuously talking about how ‘mountain races USED to be much more extreme…’

AH#2: Those all sound excruciatingly specific. These sentiments have clearly been brewing under the surface for quite some time.

MF: …Also! People infatuated with buckles, and who presumably have ill-fitting pants. This may not be your cup of tea as I’d recommend well-fitting clothing, and no clothing adapters are provided for finishing.

AH#2: So what do the finishers get?

MF: I know there are some sweet socks up for grabs and a stuffed animal of rotating species is handed out to the top men and women.

AH#2: The men and women both run the same distance right?

MF: Yes both men and women get to equally risk major injury racing headlong down a boulder field from the top of a 5900 foot mountain. Both receive the same trophy and equal shot at respective ascent and round trip records.

AH#2: So, how long is the race?

MF: That reminds me! People who need to know how long a race is should not do this race. This race is kinda a half marathon, but it’s most certainly not.

AH#2: So, it’s shorter?

MF: No.

Annoyed Hiker’s Extremely Tall Husband: So, it’s longer?

MF: Well, it could be.

AHETH: This man is an idiot.

MF: Idiots! They should also very much think twice about doing this race. You kinda have to have your head on a swivel on this race. Idiots most certainly are probably a net negative in this racing environment. Which reminds me, people who purchase individual tickets to Dave Matthews Band concerts. Not sure racing full speed down a mountain is up your alley–this isn’t the 7.5 minute rhythmically-beige saxophone solo of descents.

Note: There is a smattering of applause on this particular point.

AHETH: Aside from verbalizing your own insecurities, was there any point to this random gathering? Were there any amazing performances in the race aside from your own self congratulations?

MF: Hmmmmm, there was a 59 year dude wearing Wal Mart specials and tattered shorts that threw down an ass whipping on some youngsters. That was pretty neat.

AH#2: So how are you going to celebrate this run today?

MF: I’m most certainly going to have some finish line beer.

AHETH: Ohhh, do they have an IPA?

MF: Thankfully…no.

Note Surprisingly, the annoyed short female hiker with the shirt from Hot Topic circa 2008 is nodding in agreement.

AHETH: But I like IPAs, what’s wrong with an IPA?

Note: His wife is visibly ashamed of her husband’s poor taste in beer.

MF: I dunno, I guess the last thing I want to drink after turning my legs and feet into hamburger is a beer brewed solely for the purpose of attacking your mouth with reckless and near tasteless abandon. I appreciate that they brought beer to a finish line that is…ya know…drinkable.

AHETH: I guess that’s a fitting response for a man whose initials stand for –

MF: OKAY, I think that’s all the time I have, I’ll see you all again next year!

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

I understand imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, but being loathed by annoyed hikers’ extremely tall husbands is kinda *MY* gimmick, Max?

Note: There is a smattering of applause on this particular point.

I find Max borderline intolerable in most instances (avoid him at parties, is all I’ll say), but I have to say this report…..kinda ruled? But really, do NOT engage with him in any social+public situation.

I told my gf that I set a personal goal of including a Freaks & Geeks gif in every month’s race report, and I’m kinda running out of time here. Ummmmmm…here’s me an hour after I stupidly bought Max a birthday lunch once back in 2014:


SPECIAL ‘LATE REPORTS’ SECTION FOR PEOPLE WHO ARE LATE!

Arthur Martineau

Member #: ??
Race name: White River 50
When was this race? 7/28/18?
How did you place?! ??
Race website: White River 50
Race report:

This race is a summertime classic it has been around for 26 years. This was to be my 13th year running this 50 mile ultramarathon. For my 13th finish in a row, I picked lucky number 13 as my race number. The weather was hot, but that’s what it’s like most years. There was a massive forest fire at the end of the summer last year which burned half of the first loop of the course. The trail crews did a ton of work on the trails to get them ready for the race, but they were still much rougher than usual. I previewed the first loop a few weeks earlier, so I knew what to expect.

It was a really lovely morning on race day Saturday. Scott did his standard race day briefing. I have no idea what he said; I haven’t listened to it in a quite few years. If he ever changes the course, I might be in trouble. The race started somewhat normal. I usually run the mostly flat 4 miles to the first aid station at a brisk pace. It’s cool at 6 am, so I like to get warmed up. About halfway to that first aid station (2 miles into the 50 race), I started to get some calf cramps. I expected to get some calf cramps during the run. My training has been about half of what it is typically this time of year. I didn’t expect to get them until around mile 20 or 30. I knew, no matter what, I had to get these 50 miles done. I stopped using my calves and slowed down just a little. I relied more on my hamstrings for a couple of miles, and the cramps went away. This is a technique I’ve used in long races many times before. The longer the race, the more I need to focus on using different muscle groups.

At four miles the first climb starts. My energy level was high, but I wanted to continue to hold back a little. I alternated running and hiking, but I felt like I was running a little more than most years. About 2 miles before the next aid station is where the burned out forest starts. The burned roots created holes in the trail. Thankfully all the fallen trees were cleared. It was about then that my hamstrings started to cramp. I should have seen this coming. I had been drinking a lot of water in the last few days. Looking back, I think my electrolytes must have been out of balance. So I stopped using my hamstrings on the climbs and flats, this worked. The cramps subsided. I was drinking a lot and sweating a lot and didn’t feel hot.

After the Ranger Creek aid station we climbed up onto the ridge, and the views were impressive. Mt. Rainier was in full view but so were the mountains in all directions. Running the ridgeline was rather uneventful, I only saw three of the frontrunners on the out and back. I started second guessing my pace. Was I going that fast? I didn’t think so. I made it to the turnaround aid station in about 2:50, that was a pretty average time for me. I took an extra second at the aid station to make sure I had everything and then headed back up toward the start.

It’s a rolling downhill all the way back to Buck Creek where the race starts. I didn’t feel as smooth or as fast as most years. I began to realize the second half of the day was going to be a struggle. I started to eat and drink on a faster schedule to fuel up for the second half. I went through the Ranger Creek aid station again and turned toward the highway. I was looking forward to getting out of the charred trees. The trail was riddled with holes from the forest fire for about a mile, then turned back into the buttery path I’m so used to running. I picked up the pace and passed three runners. I was quite surprised to see them as I felt like I was plodding along. I crossed back over the highway and went into the Buck Creek aid station. I filled up my bottle with some extra calories, instead of just water, and headed out around the airstrip.

It’s flat for a couple of miles, so I jogged easy, again trying to fuel more and digest before the climb. I continued to struggle with cramping on the uphills. I was alternating between the muscles that weren’t cramping at the time. I’m fortunate none of them fully locked up. I think it would have taken a while to stretch them out. At the Fawn Ridge aid station, I was careful not to eat very much. This aid station is in the middle of a long steep climb. I’ve been sick a few times just a 1/4 mile out of the aid station from the combination of heat, climbing, and too much food.

I did a lot of hiking from Fawn Ridge to Sun Top. It seemed every time I ran something would cramp. A few times even my quads began to twitch like they wanted to cramp. That could end my day. I tried to just give a good effort on the climbs and coast on downs. I was really running out of gas by the time I made it to Sun Top. Once again, the aid station crew were great. All day the volunteers have been very helpful. Either I looked terrible, or they were just having a great day hanging out in the beautiful sunshine.

I started down the road, walking. I walked for about a minute trying to psych myself up. Everything hurt, I had no energy, I just wanted to be done. The run down the road sucked, it was dusty and my legs hurt. I tried to drink every half mile, but I don’t really remember if I did. Trucks kept speeding past kicking up dust. I stopped a couple of times to let the dust settle. I was delighted to make that right turn into the woods at the last aid station.

My spirits were lifted, a little as I started my last leg of the race. If I could make it these last 6 miles without falling, my number one goal for the race would be met. I had a bad fall the previous weekend, and my hand was still recovering. If I fell on it again, I’d probably end up in a cast. I don’t have time for that. I started to calculate my time with how many miles were left. I figured out I still had a chance to be under nine hours, but I couldn’t take too many breaks. I had zero energy, so any slight hill brought me to a crawl. Without a single stumble, I made it out of the woods and jogged to the finish. My time was just under nine hours. I even managed to be fast enough for first place in the over 50 age group, so I get a cool picture from Glenn.

I look forward to next year. Everyone involved in this race does such a great job, I can’t imagine missing it. Maybe I’ll make it to 20 years like David Dutton!

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: ??
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Shoeless Joe Sez!

“It was a really lovely morning on race day Saturday. Scott did his standard race day briefing. I have no idea what he said; I haven’t listened to it in a quite few years.”

Nice 😎

“About halfway to that first aid station (2 miles into the 50 race), I started to get some calf cramps.”

🤔 Calf cramps two miles into a 50 mile? I don’t know about you, but I’d have pulled the plug at that first aid station. Let’s see if you do the same!

“The longer the race, the more I need to focus on using different muscle groups. “

Pretty sure I said the same thing on my blog back in 9th grade after a particularly rough off-campus mile during P.E.

“I started down the road, walking. I walked for about a minute trying to psych myself up. Everything hurt, I had no energy, I just wanted to be done. The run down the road sucked, it was dusty and my legs hurt. I tried to drink every half mile, but I don’t really remember if I did. Trucks kept speeding past kicking up dust. I stopped a couple of times to let the dust settle.”

This promotional copy for the White River 50 Mile provided by Arthur Martineau!

“My spirits were lifted, a little as I started my last leg of the race. If I could make it these last 6 miles without falling, my number one goal for the race would be met.”

I’m only 38 years old and already my #1 goal at *any* trail run is to last 6 miles without falling 🙁

“I look forward to next year.”

How? Everything I’ve read so far reads like torture porn. 🤷‍♂️

“Maybe I’ll make it to 20 years like David Dutton!”

Is that a character from The Office?

Congrats Arthur! Only 350 miles til #20! That’s only like, umm…one Bigfoot 200 and an…average performance at a 48 hour track race!


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#SRCBrooks 2018 Mid-Year Update

The #SRCBrooks Beast B-Teamers Killer B’s L’il Beasts™ have been busy in 2018, tagging summits, tearing hamstrings, handing out Gu at your fav trail races, carbo-unloading on your favorite trail courses, and swimming!

Once again thanks to Brooks Running for keeping our children shoe’d and warm!


Emma Saarel


On December 31st, 2017 around 9pm I decided to try to hike/run 10,000ft gain in a day. I woke up at 4 am on New Years’ Day for this hastily-planned adventure, even though I didn’t expect to actually achieve my goal. I wanted to try something I really didn’t think I could do. I ended up hitting the 10,000ft mark, and in doing so opened up a whole series of possible adventures I would have, before that day, believed beyond my abilities. I completed seven 10,000ft+ days (totaling 65,757 feet of climbing) and gained a lot of experience and fitness that ultimately allowed me to complete my first ultramarathon on June 2nd, the Squaw Peak 50 miler in Provo Utah with 14,000ft gain/loss and a max elevation of 9,300ft.

The complete list of 10,000ft Days

  • New Year Trifecta (1/1/2018) 10,432ft
  • Loup Loup Skimo Race (1/27/2018) 10,000ft
  • Soggy repeats on Tiger Mountain (2/4/2018), 10,259ft
  • Tiger 12 Summits (Take 1) + some cable line (3/17/2018), 10,666ft
  • Cheering @ Yakima Skyline Rim 50k (4/21/2018), 10,000ft
  • Mixed Bag of Adventure in Leavenworth, WA (5/20-21, 2018) 10,000ft
  • Squaw Peak 50 Miler Provo, UT (6/2/2018) 14,400ft

I have been relatively inactive since the second week of June due to a knee injury, but managed to stay connected to the SRC Brooks community through volunteering, spending several hours dropping off posters at local cafes and businesses for the SRC Cougar Mountain Trail Series, volunteering on behalf of SRC on a Habitat Restoration project in Discovery Park, and handing out finisher prizes at the July installation Cougar Mountain Trail series. I made a less-than-intelligent decision to try and climb Rainier towards the end of July, and was bummed to miss out at White River. It’s now getting to crunch time (if not already past) for some huge objectives I have planned for this Fall…so here goes nothing.

Katelen Phelan


2017 was my year for trying on a marathon, my longest distance at that point. So when stepping up to be an SRC Brooks Team member I made 2018 my year for trying on ultramarathons. My goal races were the Chuckanut 50k in March and White River 50 Mile in July. In preparation, I ran and raced trails with SRC friends more frequently than ever before in my Adrenaline ASR 14 shoes. I also embraced solo long runs in the city when needed. The Chuckanut 50k was a blast, teaching me about proper race attire, a need for savory fuel options, bathroom requirements, and not to trust my watch for accurate pace and milage information while on trails. The White River 50 taught me the joy of freshly-swapped socks mid-race, that no coffee before a race is the right choice, the need for a better chafing prevention system, the temptation of comfortable aid stations, to push through pure misery, and reconfirmed my love for well-earned views. Both races highlighted the plethora of supportive, determined, and fun folks that make up our Seattle Running Club community. This year I volunteered at a few local races- Bridle Trails Winter Running Festival, a few Cougar Mountain Trail Run Series races and the Brooks PR Invitational. It’s a real treat training with friends, then being a support on race day who caters to their unique aid station preferences (there’s nothing like a spoonful of Nutella to make Mariangela smile). My training plans, trail run ventures, and long-term goals led to surprising speed increases at shorter races too!

Race Results for 2018:

  • 1/13: Nookachamps Half Marathon- 2nd F in age group 19-29, 34th overall, PR (1:43:58)
  • 3/17: Chuckanut 50k- 26th F in age group 20-29, My 1st 50k (6:33:31)
  • 4/28: Horse Lake Trail Run Half Marathon- 12th F, 38th overall, (2:13:19)
  • 5/12: Cougar Mountain #1 10M- 2nd F in age group 20-29, 6th F, Course PR (1:54:37)
  • 6/9: Cougar Mountain #2 14M- 1st F in age group 20-29, (2:45:32.4)
  • 7/4: Carnation Run for the Pies 5k- 2nd F in age group 25-29, PR by 38 secs (21:13 mins)
  • 7/28: White River 50 Mile- 58th F, (13:22:01)

Upcoming Races: Backcountry Rise 20M, the Fat Glass 50k (some number of loops), and the SRC Club Cross Country Season.

Doug Jordan


To put it lightly, 2018 has been incredibly frustrating. I started the year with some weird hip pain, and after taking most of December 2017 off, still wasn’t pain free come January. After a couple painful Wednesday workouts and a 24 mile run commute for my 24th birthday, I developed deep inner groin pain in addition to the hip pain. After an MRI, I was diagnosed with a torn labrum and osteitis pubis in the groin. I then tried a cortizone shot in my hip, which didn’t really work. I did countless hours of PT and took 3 months completely off of running. In order to not go crazy, I started doing kick-less swimming, and eventually added elliptical, then finally started biking. I’ve become a fairly devoted bike commuter, as well as spin class attendee. I’ve found that running after biking somehow warms up my hip and allows me to run mostly pain free. Since the bike->run combo was working for me, I signed up for the SeaFair Sprint triathlon. I would have liked to do the olympic distance, but the 10k run seemed a bit too far to do on about 5 miles a week of running. In the weeks approaching the tri, I added more brick workouts (bike->run) and started to really see an increase in my power output during spin class. When the race finally came, I had a blast! I am not a strong swimmer, coupled by the fact that I hadn’t been either kicking, or practicing open water, so the swim was clearly my weakest link. I had a very rough T1, and really struggled to get my wet feet into my shoes that I (mistakinly) left on the bike. Once I got into my rhythm, the biking felt pretty good, although I missed the turnaround point by about 30 seconds. Finally, I started the run! I felt pretty good, but was worried about my hip acting up so I took it out fairly conservatively. There was a hill around the two mile mark that I didn’t expect, but once I crested the hill, the last mile was a breeze. I split that one in 5:30 and finished the 5k just over 18 minutes (18:03). My run split was good enough for fastest of the day, and overall I placed 8th in the men’s division (2nd in my age group). I surely could have placed higher up if I didn’t have as many bike troubles, and if I didn’t swim breastroke. Coming up, I have the Lake Union 10k, where I would love to break 35, although I think that may be too ambitious. Hopefully, my hip will stop acting up enough for me to run cross country, but if not I’ve seen about a half dozen surgeons and am considering getting FAI surgery to fix the labrum and remove my cam lesion.

As for volunteering, it was quite easy since I couldn’t run the cougar series. I volunteered at two of them so far, helping out at the finish line. I also attended a trail work party.

Trisha Steidl


The first half of 2018 has been pretty decent from a race perspective. I started off the year with a win in the Nookachamps 5k. The course wasn’t at all what I was expecting and I ended up being sick, but I made the most of the day.

My next race was the Chuckanut 50k. This was my 4th time running this race and it was the deepest women’s field yet. Training was going well until about 5 weeks before the race when I hurt one of my hamstrings. I still felt fairly strong and was excited for the race, but went into it knowing it would be my worst placing ever due to the deep field (and the injury). Little did I know what would happen during the last 10k of the race. In fact, I didn’t even know what happened until 7 weeks later! (More to come on that….) I finished in 10th place and was the top female masters runner.

After Chuckanut my hamstrings both felt pretty bad and in a way I had never experienced before. I chalked it up to running a 50k and/or getting older. The following weekend I went to do a workout found I couldn’t even run normally and was in a significant amount of pain. Not knowing exactly what was wrong, I did my best to continue to train while also getting my hamstrings (and lots of other areas)
worked on to reduce and figure out the problem.

Five weeks later I ran the Whidbey Island Marathon. I didn’t really want to do it because I hadn’t been able to train and my hamstrings (and other things) still weren’t better. It was a mentally taxing race focusing on pushing myself to continue on pretty much from the first mile. I wasn’t physically tired when I was done because I hadn’t been able to run faster than a normal easy run pace, but my mind was shot. I finished 3rd female and top master.

A little over two weeks later, I learned that I had been running on two partially torn hamstrings, with the tear in my left leg being the more substantial of the two. From this I was able to determine that what I felt during the last 10k of Chuckanut was the beginning of the tearing. Now I know why, despite working really hard, my last 10k was so much slower than I had expected! (At least it’s not just from getting old.)

Two weeks later I raced the Rhody Run 12k. This is a Steidl family tradition and I wasn’t about to miss it! I finished 2 nd female and top master. The best part was I could tell my hamstrings were finally starting to feel somewhat stronger!

In June I ran the Whistler 30k. I had been looking forward to this race for a few months and was excited that my hamstrings were finally starting to feel stronger in time for the race. It was fun to run somewhere I had never been before and race women I didn’t know. The course was enjoyable and challenging. I came away with 2 nd place and top female master.

My final race of the first “half” of the year was at the Seattle Masters Classic (aka Regional Championships) in the 5000m. This is a track race, which was held at West Seattle Stadium. It was a hot day, the race started 30+ minutes late, and I ran alone the whole time, but I won for the women overall.

It’s been fun running so many different types of races and different distances. I’m looking forward to finally getting some consistent training under my belt without any hamstring issues to see what I can do in the second half of the year!

On top of racing, I have enjoyed volunteering. I helped with parking at SRC’s Bridle Trails and the member appreciation party in January, worked the trails at Cougar Mountain in April, helped with registration at SRC’s May Cougar Mountain trail series race, and did shoe sizing/fitting for Special Olympics athletes at the start of July. I enjoy giving back to my club and community. Volunteering always
ends up being a good time with good people.

(Many of my race reports are on the SRC website. Check them out and submit yours, too!)

Arthur Martineau


This year I’ve only run a few races. In January I ran the Bridle trails 50k in 5:01, I was the first over 50 years old to first. I also volunteered to park cars before the race. I’m sure that’s why I was slower than last year. The competition is six loops around the park, mostly in the dark. The next weekend I ran the Capitol Peak 50k down past Olympia. My time was 5:30, I struggled with some fatigue from the previous week’s race and a cold. Two weeks later I ran the West Seattle Beach Run 1/2 marathon on Super Bowl Sunday. It’s good work up an appetite before the big game. I ran 1:39 half marathon for second overall. I weather was a bit windy, but it’s a tailwind half the time.

My next race wasn’t until April. It was the Twilight 12-hour race in Cle Elum, Wa. The race starts at about dusk and ends just after sunrise. I didn’t go very fast, but I outlasted the rest. I completed one more loop than the second-place guy. In June I started to run the Needles 50k, but due to an equipment malfunction, I changed to the 25k. I was 4th overall and 1st master in a snowy time of 3:23.

I’ve enjoyed volunteering at the Cougar Series this year. I’ve been running Aid Station 3 by the water tower. I also managed to go to a couple of trail work parties. I like working on the trails; it’s excellent cross-training! And on the non-running front, I’m attending SPU for my Masters in Teaching this summer.

Ellen Lavoie


In 2018 my goal has been to concentrate on longer races with a few shorts ones thrown in for speed work. So far with a few exceptions, I’ve managed PRs. I’ve had a great time racing, volunteering, and hosting SRC Thursday night runs again this year while representing both the club and Brooks in the quickly vanished first half of the year.

The year started off well with a 50km at the Bridle Trails Running Festival, in Kirkland, WA, with a 2nd age group placing and PR! This was followed up by a trail ½ marathon a week later managing another PR. What a great start to the year but then I crashed and burned in steamy Arizona at the Aravaipa Elephant Mountain 50Km at the beginning of February.

After a break from racing for most of February and March to train and refocus I came back with a 3rd overall win in the 5 hour run at the fun Seattle Dizzy Daze around Greenlake. A week later my second finish of the 50 miler at the notoriously tough eastern Washington Badger Mountain Challenge ended with cutting off 1.5 hours from last years’ time giving me a 1st age group placing.

May started with a boost at the inaugural Lake Hills 50km in Bellevue with an 2nd overall and yet another PR for the distance. June and July have given me a few more PRs in shorter distances. Unfortunately as I’ve been dealing with some health issues, the last two long races of Yakima’s Grey Rock 50km and the White River 50 miler have ended in official DNFs. But that’s ok, me and my PureGrits will be back stronger than ever in no time at all!

The next month and a half I’ll be concentrating on training for an FKT attempt on the eastern Washington Columbia Plateau Trail that spans 130 (often primitive) miles of pure fun!

Jenny Easterberg


It is so difficult to sum up 6 months of awesome running in a short story but I’ll share with you the best! It has truly been an honor to run and race representing SRCBrooks. This year was about getting out of my comfort zone. I started the year out with a bang, having my first race a 35k with 6500’ elevation gain. By far the most challenging race I’ve attempted thus far. It resulted in my successful win for the women! Numerous races have followed in various destinations and across multiple distances, all equally fun and challenging in their own ways.

This past month (July) marked my 7 year recovery from a nearly fatal eating disorder. Every year, that day is no less monumental for me. I run and race because I’m alive, I’m strong, I’m determined. And simply because I can. The most meaningful aspect of my running is sharing my story with others in the hopes of inspiring anyone who is struggling. If I can change even one life, I consider it mission accomplished. People struggle to believe that I went from a wheelchair to podium finishes, supported by SRCBrooks. It is my testament to the power of this hope and community, which I share on a daily basis. So on those days I don’t feel like running, I still do BECAUSE I CAN. The fact that the Seattle Running Club and Brooks believes in me is absolutely phenomenal. It has given me a whole new hope of touching the lives of others, and has helped me stay strong in my recovery.

I had the privilege of volunteering at the Special Olympics in July, and it was quite an experience. It was so wonderful to see all of the athletes work so hard and feel so accomplished. It was also a great reminder of what being on a team is really about. I always know there are people cheering me on and it has helped me summit some big mountains in my life. For all of these experiences, I am truly grateful.
I look forward to enjoying my wonderful running community in the coming months and years. Plenty of stories to come!

Isaiah Henmen


Coming off an abbreviated early season race schedule in 2017 (thanks to a fractured fibula), I was eager to flip the script in 2018, so I filled my calendar and dug into training. In addition to racing—see recap below—I was stoked to volunteer at the infamous Chuckanut 50k, as well as to join my fellow SRC members and SRC-Brooks teammates in fine-tuning the trails of Cougar Mountain with some good old-fashioned grunt work. In each case, whether training, racing, volunteering, or working, the biggest thrill has been meeting new people, sharing our love of the sport, and celebrating together—win or lose. Looking ahead, I’m chomping at the bit for more of the same.

CAPITOL PEAK MEGA FAST ASS 50k–Jan 20
Olympia, WA
It’s risky to sign up for a race in January. I learned that the first time I ran this one—back in 2015—as I became near-hypothermic thanks to ceaseless freezing rain and a foot of standing water virtually everywhere. This time around, there was a chill in the air, but the trails were in relatively good shape—as were the old guys. The 40+ crowd snagged the top 4 spots! Speaking of which, it was a thrill to run and chat with local legend Adam Hewey—until he pulled away for the win!

RUN FOREST RUN 50k–Feb 17
Montesano, WA
Another early season race with early season weather. Bone-chilling rain and ankle-to-shin-deep mud made for slow, miserable progress and, ultimately, ultra misery. Nonetheless, if I could weather such conditions with steely resolve, I figured it would have a fortifying effect, preparing me for the physical and psychological trials ahead—chief among them my spring goal race: The Badger Mountain 100.

THE BADGER MOUNTAIN 100m–Mar 30
Richland, WA
Including the previous races, I managed to put in a solid 2-and-half-month block of training, and I figured—if all went according to plan—that I was good for a sub 22-hour finish. To my surprise—thanks in part to the perfect weather and the adrenaline of being relentlessly pursued by SRC’s own Dale Peterson—I went sub 20 hours, in 19:32, good for 5th place overall (2nd masters). Aside from puking up a quesadilla the second time up McBee, I felt like an apex predator pretty much all day—except at the turnaround. Not surprisingly, I had be warned that the turnaround is the hardest part of the race, especially psychologically, because you have to face the cold, hard fact of Damn, I have to do this again!? Indeed, the 100-mile course traces the 50-mile course twice over, so you have to go up and down Badger Mountain, Candy Mountain, McBee Ridge, and Chandler Butte twice each. Ouch! The turnaround was doubly difficult given that the 50-milers were celebrating their finish as I retraced my steps. Thankfully, I found my momentum again, spurred in part by the awesome volunteers and a change of shoes (into my trusty Brooks Launches—see finish line picture).

CAPITOL PEAK 50m–April 29
Olympia, WA
4 weeks post-Badger, I was surfing Ultrasignup and saw The Capitol Peak 50 miler—a race that holds a special place in my heart, being my first 50—was to take place early the next morning. On a whim, I decided what the hell and clicked “Register.” I knew what I was getting myself into, right? I had run the race before. I could even visualize the course…the final descent anyway. Given my relative success a month before, on a slightly bigger stage, at double the distance, I was primed…wasn’t I? Recovery had gone reasonably well, consisting of a zero week, followed by a 31-mile week with easy runs of 4-7 miles, followed by a 61-mile week that included a 30-mile fast-packing trip in the Olympics—though I wondered if I hadn’t overdone it there. Also, there was all that beer to consider. Following Badger, I really craved beer. We all have our post-race cravings, and this was mine, except the craving didn’t subside after the first taste. After all, I was severely calorie-depleted, and there’s arguably no better calorie-delivery concoction, so I kept those hazy IPAs coming. I’d earned it! To hear tell, it’s hard to lose fitness in the first month after a big training block, even if you’re pretty sedentary, but given the aforementioned nutrition plan, I was worried I had beaten the odds and done just that. In any case, I was soon to find out.

It was an early, 6:00am start, so I woke up at 3:30am, ate a can of sardines in olive oil (go figure), drank a black coffee, hit the head and then the road for Olympia. I warmed into the drive with a basketball podcast, amped the mood with Mobb Deep, then throttled into Pantera (bizarrely, the only 2 cds in my car). Yep, I was primed. When the gun went off—i.e. the RD yelled go—I went out hot like a poor man’s Jim Walmsley (or so it felt). Thinking the first aid was at mile 7, I brought one handheld and one GU. When mile 7 came, to my astonishment it was merely a water-drop. Disappointed and confused, I blew by without stopping, thinking that the real aid station must be shortly thereafter—2 or 3 miles at most. Unflagging, I continued to push the pace. A young buck named Nolan Atchley, who I had pegged to be a frontrunner (he won!), was out ahead, but I was comfortably in second…until I wasn’t. That putative aid station never materialized—until mile 14. By that point, over 2 hours had elapsed, and I was full-on bonking. “I thought the first aid was at mile 7,” I blurted. “Just water,” one of the volunteers countered. I pounded some watermelon, grabbed 3 gels and a handful of chips, thanked everyone, and continued on. Rather than get better, the bonk got worse—even after 2 back-to-back gels. Not only that, but the Heed—my least favorite energy drink—wasn’t sitting so well on top of those oily sardines. My head lurched, and so did my stomach. Unfortunately, it only spiraled from there. Before I knew it, I’d been passed by half a dozen runners and could barely even hike the second big climb. It was amateur hour. All I could think was how arrogant and foolish and unprepared I had been—and, perhaps worst of all, how little I cared to finish. It wasn’t just my head and stomach that weren’t in it—my heart wasn’t either, and that was the deal-breaker. At just beyond the halfway point, with a mixture of self-contempt and relief, I declared myself a DNF.

Reminders (speaking for myself)—all of which are obvious enough.

  • Give yourself sufficient time to recuperate after a 100.
  • Ramp your mileage back up gradually.
  • Don’t sign-up for a race the night before. Plan on it well ahead of time and let the excitement build.
  • Do your research (e.g. know how far apart the aid stations are!).
  • Don’t get too cocky. Past performance is perhaps an indicator of future performance but no guarantee.
  • A nutrition plan can—perhaps should—include beer, but only in modicum.
  • Bring some of your own race-day nutrition.
  • Don’t eat oily sardines on race morning.
  • You’re no Walmsley, not even a poor man’s.

FRAGRANCE LAKE 50K–June 9
Bellingham, WA
Hoping to redeem myself, and looking ahead to my summer goal race—the Wasatch Front 100—I thought it wise to sign-up for a couple mountainous 50ks as tune-ups. Put on by Destination Trail—the same folks responsible for the Triple Crown of 200s—the Fragrance Lake 50k takes place in Bellingham’s Larabee State Park and traverses Chuckanut Mountain. Having run the Chukanut 50k, I can say that the FL50k is significantly harder. Lacking the flat out-the-back on the Interurban trail, it gains nearly 8,000 ft (as opposed to Chuckanut’s 5,000). Thankfully, the resulting suffering was periodically broken by sublime views of Samish Bay and out to the San Juan Islands. Feeling strong from start to finish, I placed 2nd overall behind blazing fast newcomer Thomas Kean. Speaking of which, standing on the podium was a treat. More races should make this a finish-line tradition.

NEEDLES 50K–June 30
Easton, WA
My last official race in my buildup to Wasatch was The Needles 50k, a most “brutiful” course—straight up and down with many creek crossings, snowfields, and panoramic views into the Cascades and down to Cle Elum and Kachess lakes. I couldn’t recommend this race enough. Put on by Cascade Crest 100 RD’s Rich White and Adam Hewey, it consists of 33 miles with over 10,000 in gain along rugged ridgelines, including an ascent of Thorpe Mountain. However, just as remarkable as the epic terrain is the epic sense of community this race fosters (despite there being only 2 aid stations). Two nights of camping are included in the entry fee, and I’d say most racers stayed the first night and late into the second day to celebrate and talk shop post-race. Given the competitive field—including local speedsters Jesse Lang, Brian Rakestraw, Maxwell Ferguson, and Duncan Hoge, who placed 1-2-3-4–I was thrilled with 5th place (1st masters), good for the 6th best time in the race’s 3-year history. I don’t know if I’ve ever felt as comfortable pushing that hard for 6 hours. Here’s to hoping I can hold onto that feeling.

2018 Results (so far…)

  • Capitol Peak Mega Fat Ass 50k—4th overall
  • Run Forest Run 50k—5th overall/ 2nd masters
  • Badger Mountain 100—5th overall/ 2nd masters
  • Capitol Peak 50m—DNF
  • Fragrance Lake 50k—2nd overall/ 1st masters
  • Needles 50k—5th overall/ 1st masters

Up Next…

  • FKT attempt in Olympic National Park–TBD
  • Wasatch Front 100—September 7th
  • Cougar Mountain 50k—October 28th

Keith Laverty


This first half of the year might take the cake for my most memorable stretch of running, racing and adventures to date! This was also the first time I had a coach since the days shortly after college. I’m going to say that this was not a coincidence but rather a direct positive impact to my training, fitness and stoke factor.

I was able to pick up 8 race victories and several PRs/CRs. However, out of all the races in 2018 so far, my most proudest performance was one that I did not win but rather my 7th-place finish at the Chuckanut 50k (link to race report) in yet another deep field. I was able to take 12 minutes off from 2017 and race hard from start to finish, feeling strong most of the way.

A few weeks after Chuckanut, a friend and I took on the 47-mile beast that is the R2R2R (S. Kaibab->N. Kaibab->Bright Angel) in the Grand Canyon and the first hot day of the season. This run is probably worth its own race report containing several stories and photos but long story short, the canyon got the better of me.

Exactly one month of barely surviving the Grand Canyon, I was miraculously able to get my legs back underneath me to run a new 12k PR at the super-stacked field of the Bloomsday 12k / WA State Road Championship. This started a string of more PRs at the Rhody Run (link to race report), NODM and the Millerslyvania 50k (link to race report). After building the road marathon strength, I carried that over in the 50k distance to run the 5th fastest time in North America in 2018 so far.

I finally capped off the month of July with my first shot at the White River 50. Despite the warmer temperatures and a couple early race mistakes, I was happy to pull off a podium spot with a 3rd-place finish.

With taking so much from the running community, it’s always rewarding to give back as I volunteered at a Cougar Mtn. trail work party as well as working the aid station at the Lumberjack 100M/100k/50M trail races.

2018 1st Half of Year race results:

  • 1st – Bridle Trails Winter Running Festival 10-Mile (59:09)
  • 1st – Capitol Peak Mega Fatass 26k (1:40:58)
  • 1st – Run Forest Run 25k (2:00:40 – CR)
  • 7th – Chuckanut 50k (3:51:18)
  • 37th male – Bloomsday 12k (39:37)
  • 1st – Trillium Trail 10k (38:06 – CR)
  • 1st – Rhody Run 12k (39:24)
  • 1st – North Olympic Discovery Marathon (2:34:44 – CR)
  • 1st – Millersylvania 50k (3:12:13 – CR)
  • 1st – Bainbridge Island 4th of July 5k (16:24 – CR)
  • 3rd – White River 50-Mile (7:34:19)

Thorin Kane


This year has been marked by some sluggish running training. When I find it hard to commit to a running plan or schedule I generally turn to some form of cross training. This has worked out pretty well for me so far! While I haven’t raced many times this year (only 3) I have had great results in each.

At the Yakima 25k in April I ran a little faster than last year, although the top end of the race was more competitive. Last year I had finished 6th male and this year I fell to 8th male. This race was one I had looked forward to coming back to after running it for the first time last year and I had even more fun this time! It is a pretty grueling event with huge ascents and descents but I was really happy with how my body handled it on the pretty low mileage I have been doing. Most of my cross training has been focused on strength and high intensity aerobic intervals. This paid off great in the climbs, and not so great in the traverse. I made the top of the first ascent (which is about 3k ft up) five minutes faster than last year, but lost most of it in the two traverses.

In May we went to another Rainshadow running event at Sun Mountain, where I raced the 25k. This race was a lot more difficult for me, given how I have been training. The ascents were still very challenging but a larger portion of the race was just flat or mostly flat running. Since I have been mainly focusing on my strength for climbing this didn’t turn out well. So while I didn’t run as fast as I would have liked I still finished in the top ten men, eleventh overall.

Heading into the rest of the year I am hoping to run a couple more big races (big for me) and close out the year strong. For me, this year has been all about getting strong and healthy again and to really start building back up my base fitness. So far so good, I haven’t been hurt at all, and I am stronger than I have been since college. I am taking the long term approach and learning to be a bit more patient!

Olin Berger


The first half of 2018 brought some big highs and lows in my running career. I started my racing season with the Sean O’Brien 100k, hoping to score a Golden Ticket to Western States. Instead I got myself an ankle sprain and a DNF. Fortunately, I had a big race coming up to keep my mind off of that disappointment.

In May I joined Team USA for the Ultra Trail World Championships in Penyagolosa, Spain. I had worked through a solid training block after my injury and managed to finish 37 th , scoring for the team, and helping us achieve a 4th place team finish. I loved the entire experience; from getting to march with the team in the opening ceremony to meeting all of the international runners at the team hotel and seeing which squad took down the most donuts at the breakfast buffet. Running through small mountain towns full of cheering crowds was also a very special experience.

After the high of Worlds, I’ve unfortunately had another dip down. At this year’s White River 50 Mile, I was hoping to log my third win in three years and improve upon a just under seven hour finishing time from last year. My stomach, however, felt a humbling was in order and I spent a good deal of the first half regretting food choices. I still managed to finish, but was unable to perform to my ability and expectations, so am looking to rectify that at this year’s The North Face 50 Mile in November.

Apart from my racing, I’ve enjoyed supporting the Brooks Team and Seattle Running Club by volunteering at the club’s aid station at the Chuckanut 50k and helping out at aids stations at the Cougar Mt. Trail Run Series. I have also volunteered at some of SRC trail work parties at Cougar Mt.

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SRC Member Race Reports – July 2018

Once a month we’d like to showcase the races for members courageous enough to spend a few minutes filling out a Google Form, and until we get that sick shout-out from the CEO himself on Twitter or, preferably, Instagram®, we will *NOT* promote Run Gum!

First-placers, mid-packers, sweepers, we want to hear all the tales: heroism, zeroism, and everything in between. And as you see below, your submission can be as brief, or *long* as you’d like!

Are you racing this August? Probably! Here’s an incomplete list of “races” I accept:

  1. Real races! (road, track, trail, relays, obstacle courses, chasing that teen around the track after his friend Todd dared you to race him)
  2. Not really races(?) (stair climbs for cancer research, color runs, certain Mario Kart levels)
  3. Strava CRs! (no bikes)
  4. Strava CR attempts! (definitely no bikes)
  5. Beer Miles (5% abv or even PBR beer miles!)
  6. Beer ultras (Fat Glass is coming 9/22!)

Submit Your Race Report!

Let’s hand it off to July 2018’s, SIGH, FOUR BOSS HOSSES!
🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻

Katelen Phelan

Member #: 1578
Race name: Carnation Run for the Pies 5k
When was this race? July 4th
How did you place?! 2nd in my age group (aka won my pie)
Race website: Run For the Pies 5K
Race report:

11 SRC runners turned up at this small town 5k on the 4th. We city slickers came hoping to win pies as one of the top 3 in our various age groups. While scoping out the competition for Club NW folks, I only noticed 3 orange singlets, but also a surplus of a new-to-me running group- ERC (Eastside Running Club). Competition looked high and I was instantly regretting my decision to run a 16 mile trail run with 4,000 ft. elevation gain the day prior. I started my race at a very fast clip, breezing past little kids who ran like zigzagging bumblebees. Noticing my high speed, I turned it down a notch, still managing to pass a CNW runner. The road section transitioned to gravel at a righthand turn. Some (perhaps) well-meaning volunteer decided to walk across the path to cheer folks on from that side just as I was making my turn. A quick “Woah, lady!” slipped out of my mouth. That fury fueled me for the gravel stretch. I finally slid past a teenage runner who had closed me off several times at 2 miles. At 2.4 miles, I passed a few more runners, including a Oiselle lady, then two guys who began a chorus of heavy breathing upon my passing, motivating me to run even faster. The finish line was closing in and I was neck and neck with a young man. Seconds to the finish line I was sure he would beat me, but I kicked it into high gear and beat him by 1 second on the clock… though his chip time was ahead of me by 1 second. Thanks to the flat course, competition, months of high mileage, and promise of a pie, I had myself a 38 second 5k PR! I got my lovely winning pie as 2nd in my age group, along with 7 other SRC runners. I think we have ourselves a new 4th July tradition!

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

“11 SRC runners turned up at this small town 5k on the 4th.”

Nice, look forward to 10 more race reports from this race!

“While scoping out the competition for Club NW folks, I only noticed 3 orange singlets”

The rest of their club was washing my car that day 😏

(Looks around expectantly for a high-five, spills ice cream on shirt)

“I turned it down a notch, still managing to pass a CNW runner.”

“I kicked it into high gear and beat him by 1 second on the clock… though his chip time was ahead of me by 1 second.”

Ugh, the only thing I can think of off the top of my head that is more disappointing than finding out later you got chip-time’d at the finish line is that day you find out as a dad that your #teen son is going through his dog collar phase.

“…and promise of a pie, I had myself a 38 second 5k PR!”

Congrats Katelen; free pie and a PR is great way to start this post off on a high note! I can’t wait for the other 10 members to tell me their tales of glory!


Dan Sloat (also Evan Williams and Joe Kelly and Kevin Lin)

Member #: 1955
Race name: Ragnar NW Passage
When was this race? July 13-14
How did you place?! 2nd Overall, 1st Ultra
Race website: Ragnar Site
Race report:

I’ve been wanting to try out NW Passage for a couple years. I could only find 5 runners and thought “hey, 34 miles isn’t that bad and I hate sleep” so we did an ultra. The team also included SRC members Evan “tempos in crocs” Williams, Joe “Willing to do an ultra on a week’s notice” Kelly, and Kevin Lin!

We started in the last wave and began what would be a 20+ hour struggle for the overall race lead with a 12-person team. Fast forward to 4:30am. Lining up for my third double leg, I contemplated how many more 6 minute miles I had in me. The answer was 9. Unfortunately, it was a 14 mile leg. Check out my Strava if you want to see my gradual descent into death. Shout out to the Club NW guys on the rival team who ran alongside me to give me water as I staggered through an epic bonk.

We held on to the overall race lead as late as 188 miles into the 200 mile race, but sleep deprivation and huge mileage took its toll. We shocked ourselves with our 6:08 average pace – a solid effort all around. The course was beautiful and the race well organized. We had a great time despite (because of?) the suffering. We swore we’ll never do it again, but I’m sure I’ll find myself fighting sleep to drive Evan’s little Honda along a country road while chugging a tailwind and luna bar smoothie again next year.

Heard at an exchange, as Evan flew by shirtless at 5:10 mile pace: “Man, that guy is in way too good of shape. He’s making us look bad.”

Also check out Joe’s face of regret upon shotgunning a 16oz beer.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

ALL TEH RACE IMAGES

Shoeless Joe Sez!

“I contemplated how many more 6 minute miles I had in me. The answer was 9.”

Whoa that’s great! Congrats!

“Unfortunately, it was a 14 mile leg.”

Oh sorry, I suppose I should have read ahead.

“a solid effort all around.”

Don’t be so humble, Dan! “A solid effort all around” is how I describe to QFC employees my cat’s typically-unsuccessful attempts to pee in his litter box. As my 10th grade PE coach would put it, you 6 were the first losers in a 199-mile relay race!

“We swore we’ll never do it again”

I’ve lost track how many times I’ve said this about Hot Pockets and/or Hazy IPAs…

“…while chugging a tailwind and luna bar smoothie again”

It’s just us Dan, you can call it “beer.”

“Heard at an exchange, as Evan flew by shirtless at 5:10 mile pace: ‘Man, that guy is in way too good of shape. He’s making us look bad.'”

Evan used to chew on my farts during races. Now I sit in my underwear and comment on other people’s races on SRC.org while he runs 5min mile repeats in Crocs and elicits this reaction from anyone he runs by:


Olin Berger

Member #: 1579
Race name: White River 50
When was this race? July 28th 2018
How did you place?! Who cares?
Race website: http://www.whiteriver50.com
*Your* website URL: https://www.monsterenergy.com/us/en/gaming
Race report:

Last year’s race wasn’t enough of a challenge, especially with the highly crushable, high-octane, beast-unleasher (TM) of Monster Hydro. That’s why this year I put the choke slam on the Enumclaw Safeway’s pesto pasta salad pre-race. Could the relentless climbs of WR50 and butt eruption be enough to hold back the Blonde Beast (unleashed by highly crushable, high-octane Monster Hydro)?

One mile into the race and the rest of the pack was already just a speck in my rear-view mirror, which I had torn off since I don’t care about the past, I only rage forward into the future. By the first aid station, Sage Canaday’s CR split was so far behind me I’d have time to watch all-time Rob Schneider classic, The Benchwarmers, before his ghost caught up. Then, nearing the top of the summit, I reached the area devastated by last year’s fire and had to reassess my priorities. Clearly, who the ultimate competitor was had been proven at this point of the race, but there were plenty of other problems out there to crush; what would Rodney Sacks, CEO of Monster Beverage do?

While the other racers blindly ran on, not yet accepting they’d already lost to the undeniable hydrating flavors and unique energy blend of Monster Hydro, I selflessly did what I could to refertilize the fire-damaged areas around Norse Peak. And because Monster Hydro doesn’t let you quit, even though I never quit, I kept up crushing this service to nature all the way back down the mountain. The rest of the race, which was over in my mind, having won, is history, which I don’t pay attention to since I only rage forward into the future fueled by the chakra-blasting, career-boosting, near-death, best-life experience of Monster Hydro.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Rodney Sacks, CEO of Monster Energy Sez!

Young man, I don’t know who you are, but my youngest son Bllevyn from my 3rd marriage linked to me to this post and I just wanted to say that I think your exactly what were looking for here at Monster Energy . Fit blond and pony-tailed. Your right, Monster Hydro is non-carbonated and lightly sweetened with natural flavors to make it thirst quenching and easy drinking i’m excited your a fan! If your on Snapgram or Timber like my son Hammyr from my 2nd marriage, I hope your exuding that “to the future!” spirit to the masses as well Only because my eldest son Ron from my 1st marriage tells me these blogs don’t do really do anything for our social media efforts cause noone read’s them they’d rather tap on pics on there phone..speaking of phones call me Olin thanks -Rodney


Adam Hicks

Member #: 2019
Race name: Burning River 100
When was this race? 7/28/2018
How did you place?! 28 OA, 5 AG
Race website: Link
Race report:

This one is a bit long, but It covers 100 miles, so…

Shortly after running my first 50k last fall, I signed up for a 50 miler as a winter getaway. Of course, I didn’t even wait to experience that before signing up for my first 100 miler: Burning River. At the time, I was still living in Cleveland and could get to any section of the course within a 40 minute drive, so I spent the winter running portions of the course in the snow.

Having about 3 months in Seattle to complete my training made me much stronger on the hills and gave me practice on more technical trails. I’m not sure how much better I am with technical trails, given how much blood I’ve left out on those trails since April…

Race day had nearly perfect weather. It rained overnight and was very humid at the start, but it was only 65 in the early hours and the high for the day was 75 with sun. I started out in road shoes as the first 11 miles were on road with fairly easy trails after that to the first drop bag at mile 21. There were 2 creek crossings in there that required going ankle-deep, so a shoe change was in order by that point anyway. I had a pacing plan for each major section and was doing pretty well. I was very close for the first 11, though I came into mile 21 10 minutes early after misreading the wrist band I had my pacing strategy noted on. I used some of that extra time for my shoe change and a bathroom break without feeling rushed.

The next 20 or so miles were pleasant, running through the woods and sharing miles with other runners when our paces aligned. It was mile 45 where things turned. I was feeling good about my hydration and calorie consumption, but I started getting nauseous and was having trouble taking water. The gels, shot blocs, and sport beans I was carrying suddenly all sounded awful. I had trained with these items up to 33 miles (and used them in my 50 miler), so I was in foreign territory without any experience with fixing tummy issues. I was still about 10 min ahead though and figured I could take it easy into mile 50 with hopes that I would feel better then.

My pacing plan had me finishing around 20 hours, 30 minutes (which was crazy ambitious for hundo #1), but I came into the 50 mile station at 9h30m, having given up my 10 min time bank. Unfortunately, I was still having trouble eating. I took about 20 minutes to slowly try different food and rest. My mind started to despair here, which was probably a mix of mental fatigue and things not going well in a way I wasn’t familiar with. Deep down, I knew I was doing great and even still had a great shot at sub-24hr, but I left the halfway point nearly in tears carrying a Ziploc baggie full of pb&j sandwiches that didn’t really sound any better to eat than gels at that point.

The next 10 miles were a combination of walking and jogging. This was especially brutal as it was a pretty flat portion of the course where even a slow run would have been 4-5 min/mi faster (I was averaging about 16:30/mi here I believe). I was still having trouble drinking and this was the least shade I would have through the middle of the day, compounding my issues. Somewhere in here I also realized that, in my funk at the halfway point, I failed to re-apply Vaseline and get some Tums to see if those might help me.

Around mile 55 the aid station was run by the Cleveland Triathlon Club and I knew some folks volunteering. Their energy was a big mental boost and, when I asked about Tums, a volunteer must have dumped half a bottle into my pb&j baggie. I would munch on those periodically for a while and the helped a little.

At the mile 60 aid station I was surprised to run into a former coworker volunteering. We had a little chat, I got some Vaseline to apply (it was too little too late), and this was the first aid station with GRILLED FREAKING CHEESE!!! This was the first real food I was able to take since mile 45 (over 4 hours ago). I managed some pickle juice as well and went on my way.

On my way to the mile 66 aid station, I got a text that my first pacer, Sean, who had planned to meet me at mile 72 had been following me online and saw I was in trouble, so he drove out to pick me up 6 miles early. The Tums had been helping a little bit, but I was still in rough shape. Knowing that I would have a pacer soon helped me run a little bit more to mile 66 and I had decided there was one last thing I hadn’t tried to help my tummy. I was going to move on to Coke and see if the cola would help.

I rolled into 66 a little bit stronger. I explained to Sean what I was going through and what I had been eating. He suggested that I may have been low on salt as the chewables I was using were much less potent than caplets. I took more salt, had some grilled cheese, ramen, and coke (the most calories in a long time!) and we headed out. It took a little while, but I started feeling much better. Not great, and I was still having trouble eating on the run, but it was the best I had felt in quite a while. We ran more than I had been and I came into mile 72 feeling stronger.

The coke and ramen had gone down best, so I went back to those options again. The grilled cheese wasn’t working for me any more, so I doubled down on what was. I also had pickle juice and green grapes. Over the next 4.5 mile section, I started to feel really strong. I don’t think I realized till later, but I believe the caffeine in the Coke gave me a huge boost. Toward the end of this section, I even ran down a relay runner. As good as I was feeling, Sean and I decided maybe I was going a little too hard with 25 miles to go.

I was a little quicker through the mile 77 aid station. Coke, ramen, pickle juice, grapes. This would pretty much be my go-to at every station from here on out. It was also time to trade in my sunglasses and cap for my headlamp. I also tossed a light wind breaker in my pack and grabbed a Payday bar, which I had packed as a special, salty treat for later in the race.

The sun set between 77 and 82 and it got pretty chilly outside of the woods. It was pretty surprising how much heat the woods retain after sundown! I managed to eat half the Payday bar in this stretch (very slowly) which was my first time taking calories between stations in a long time (and the last, I think). I was also extra motivated to get to the next station as the captain had promised me a beer prior to the race. Chafing became a really big problem around this time.

As we rolled into the next stop, I put my wind breaker on to keep myself warm, which helped a lot and stopped in the bathroom to wedge some TP between my cheeks. It was a last-ditch effort to help the chafing, but it worked perfectly! That problem was completely solved the the rest of the run at least. At this station, I got coke, ramen, pickle juice, a cold Coors Light, and tried grilled cheese again (nope). The beer was a great moral boost going into a hilly 5 mile loop, but I also knew this would be the last really hilly section and I had trained on it a lot so I would know what to expect even when fatigued and in the dark. After some prodding from my pacer we were off.

Early in the race, there were some relatively steep downhills on road that I tried to take easy but ended up using a short choppy stride that I wasn’t used to. By mile 20, I had some discomfort in my right shin that I thought felt like shin splints. It stayed with me all day, so I tried to focus on good form without heel striking. By mile 82, it was starting to really hurt. The hilly section between 82-87 really took it’s toll and I had to be really careful on downhills for the first time. I also started to legitimately worry about serious injury. I had almost 20 miles to go and was in significant pain. I wasn’t sure how it would hold up (though I knew I was well-enough along that I could finish as long as I could walk). With my increased pace since mile 66, I had a decent shot at 23 hours, which Sean kept telling me to stop thinking about. All in all though, my attitude was really positive at this point.

The station at 87 came and went. I had my routine down now: 4 small cups of coke, ramen, pickle juice, some grapes, and go. This 5 mile section was mostly road and then one good hill in the woods. The road was easier on my shin, but just keeping my foot from dropping and dragging on the ground really hurt now. As we entered the wooded section, we heard a coyote. Sean remarked on how cool that was and then we heard another and another and another… Suddenly, up the trail ahead, we heard maybe a dozen coyotes howling… and then fighting. It sounded really vicious. Sean and I were silent for a bit and I had visions of running into some injured, pissed off coyotes on the trail. Luckily, that didn’t happen, though it was an unnerving 2 miles through that section of woods.

Back out on the road, I knew the next aid station was getting close. Now walking hurt about as much as running with the shin pain, so I picked up the pace. I was running people down that I hadn’t seen since mile 60 or before and leaving them in my tracks. At mile 92 I exchanged pacers (my younger sister, Brittany, tagged in) as well as shoes (back to more padded road shoes for the last ~10 miles). This was my only time sitting down the entire race. I did my nutrition routine and we took off. I definitely wasn’t getting the hydration and calories I needed, but I figured I could make it to the end. I needed to average 12/mi to finish under 23 and we headed down the path at a 10/mi pace out of the aid station.

I still had nausea, but the shin pain was getting REALLY bad. A wrong step here or there would result in me crying out in pain and stopping in my tracks. It was even worse trying to get started again after a short break. I was having to crouch down and bounce a little to stretch out my hips, knees, and ankles and then start running as soon as possible to avoid tightening up. I decided at this point that I wouldn’t be able to run for about 8 weeks, so I might as well make the most of this race. I also wanted it to be over as soon as possible. We hit mile 97 and had just 4.3 miles to go.

There was one more section of trail with some small hills and some stairs, but I could taste the finish line already. My watch died around this time and Brittany didn’t have her distance/time worked out to know what we needed to do to get in at 23 hours, so I was just going as hard as I could. We hit a nice, smooth downhill on a road an I had to walk. The pain was searing. I hobbled through the woods and had to use the hand rails to get down the stair cases. When the path ahead flattened out for good, I decided I needed to run the rest if at all possible. Each time I stopped to walk, getting started again hurt more and more.

We were then out on road for the last 1.5 miles. Every step hurt so bad, whether it was walking or running, so I told Brittany that I was going for the finish as fast as I could. Pretty soon she couldn’t keep up and continued to cheer me on from behind. That last mile and a half felt like a sub-8 pace. I was passing other runners on my way in and, when I saw the finish, I was in a dead sprint, crossing the line at 22:50:02.

I was exhausted. I congratulated a few runners that crossed behind me and then sunk into a chair. A volunteer brought me my buckle and Brittany grabbed me a ginger ale. I’m not sure how long I sat there; maybe 20 minutes before I started to get cold and decided to head over to the hotel. I got a hot bath, drank some water, ate a little something, and tried to sleep. I was way too uncomfortable to sleep. My hips ached and my shin burned, so I tossed and turned for about 4 hours. I decided to get up and grab some breakfast before heading back to the finish for the last hour before the cutoff. It was great to see 3 runners beat the cutoff in the last 30 minutes and the runner that came in 15 minutes after clearly wasn’t worried about the official time, she had covered 101.3 miles under her own power and the joy in her accomplishment was clear.

It’s been a week now and I can’t believe how well I’ve recovered! A physical therapist friend took a look at my shin later on Sunday and suggested that I probably just had a strain of the tibialis anterior (a much less serious injury than shin splints), which has proven true as it feels almost 100% 8 days later. I ran 5 miles on Tuesday (which was too much) and then 5 more on Thursday (still too much but manageable). After 2 more days off I ran 20 on the Sunday following my race and felt really strong. I’m excited that I’ll be able to do some more racing this summer and fall!

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No

Shoeless Joe Sez!

“This one is a bit long…”

“At this station, I got coke, ramen, pickle juice, a cold Coors Light, and tried grilled cheese again”

AKA what you’d get from me for dinner if you dated me between 1998 – 2009.

“and stopped in the bathroom to wedge some TP between my cheeks. It was a last-ditch effort to help the chafing, but it worked perfectly!”

“4 small cups of coke, ramen, pickle juice, some grapes”

My Friend Derek would marry a mason jar of pickle juice if it were socially acceptable, and I don’t think he’s ever talked about pickles as much as you have here.

“A physical therapist friend took a look at my shin later on Sunday and suggested that I probably just had a strain of the tibialis anterior.”

Well yeah, I coulda told you that!

All joking aside, congrats Adam! Despite what the wise souls at LetsRun may type out during their refractory period, running 100 miles will never not be an insane accomplishment that you’ll be able to take with you forever (just not to work; no one at your work will *ever* sincerely care). Though after reading that, I’ve never wanted to run a 100 miler any less than I do right now.

Also, welcome to Seattle! I have a feeling you’ll like the trail running out here.


Katelen Phelan

Member #: 1578
Race name: White River 50
When was this race? July 28th 2018
How did you place?! I made it in before the 14hour cut-off!
Race website: whiteriver50.com
Race report:

This race started at 6am, meaning I woke up at 4:30 am to drive down to the starting line. Already sleep deprived, but excited for the adventure, I started out strong and optimistic, but smart enough not to push too hard at the start. The first stretch is rolling hills for ~5 miles until the very steep ascent for the next several miles. I ran/hiked by fellow SRC memebers Ellen Lavoie and Jack Rosenfeld (Jack was racing uphill in sandals?!) and saw Uli at an aid station ~10 miles in. The climb continues with breathtaking views along the way. My spirits were still high even as the sun started to peak out and speed racers like SRC runners Keith, Olin, Amon and Martin were breezing past the opposite direction. Their descents looked dicey, especially over loose rock and near steep drop offs. But boy was that decent a treat. Given this day’s total elevation gain of 8,700ft, my technique was to run the flats, manageable downhills and rolling hills, while hiking the steep uphills. I rolled into the Buck Creek Aid Station (mile 27.2) with the joy of running my a hill decent I mostly hiked up and seeing friends. The service was incredible! 3 different SRC volunteers asked what I needed and got right to it! I swapped out my socks, sat down for a bit, then eventually was told to carry on with my race- now or never. The next stretch felt bad. I needed a restroom and ended up using Mother Nature for that. I had minimal desire to run the flats for a bit. The temperature was rising and This part was more exposed than before- just as Herb Sitz told me. I made a push to the next aid station, comforted by the many other miserable runners I met along the trail. From this aid station to the next -Sun Top Mountain (~37.2 miles) I enjoyed the rolling hills, flats, descents, and meeting a new SRC member- Daisy. I saw Aaron and Glen out taking pictures and the view before Sun Top was incredible! Sun Top Mountain was great- Kat treated me with different savory food options (too kind), Andy was out of snow cones (I’ll hunt him down for one later), Ian tainted me by drinking a beer, Brian had great jams to liven the spirits, and there were full bathroom facilities- a great place to explore how bad my chafing situation was! The next 6 mile gravel stretch sucked. By the time I got to the last aid station- Skookum Flats, I was almost in tears from pure misery (chafing, foot pain, knee pain, back pain, boredom). When asked how I was doing, my response was; “I feel terrible”. Aid station folks assured me I had 6.6miles to go and only ~300m once I hit the gravel road. I started walking the flats, then got bored and kicked it up. The hills are rolling and I ran every descent, flat and gentle hill from then on. Once at the road I pushed it out of pure enthusiasm to be done. Then I was! I was handed a finisher’s glass of ice cold water, I waddled over to a chair, learned my time was under the 14 hour cut off, but after my 12 hour goal- 13:22:01 hours. Food tasted great, sitting felt great, a beer was great, my ability to walk like my normal self felt permanently broken. But hey, I just ran my first 50 miles in one go!

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

“and saw Uli at an aid station ~10 miles in.”

#wellactually, it’s about 18.33 kilometres</uli>

“just as Herb Sitz told me”

Herb Sitz gave you advice, huh?! He advised me I would have more success with this feature and maybe get more Pie and 5K finisher reports if I posted these as they came in rather than monthly. Right after he said that (at an FLB Monday group run), my credit card was declined.

“Andy was out of snow cones”


ANDY!

“…and only ~300m once I hit the gravel road.”

#wellactually, it’s about 702 metres</uli>

High five, Katelen! May there be many more 50 milers and 100 milers and race report submissions in your future!


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SRC Member Race Reports – June 2018

Once a month we’d like to showcase the races for members courageous enough to spend a few minutes filling out a Google Form, and until we get that sick shout-out from the CEO himself on Twitter or, preferably, Instagram®, we will *NOT* promote Run Gum!

First-placers, mid-packers, sweepers, we want to hear all the tales: heroism, zeroism, and everything in between.

You racing this July? Probably! Here’s an incomplete list of “races” I accept:

  1. Real races! (road, track, trail, relays, obstacle course…..is that it?)
  2. Strava CRs! (no bikes)
  3. Strava CR attempts! (definitely no bikes)
  4. Beer Miles (5% abv or even PBR beer miles!)
  5. Beer ultras (Fat Glass is coming!)

Submit Your Race Report!

Let’s hand it off to June 2018’s BOSS HOSSES!
🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻🔻

Jim Mansen

Member #: 1569
Race name: Bend Beer Chase
When was this race? 6/2/2018
How did you place?! Who cares?
Race website: Bend Beer Chase
Race report:

The Bend Beer Chase always starts in the cool morning hours and then summer heat breaks out almost instantly and turns any porta-potty into a porta-sauna. Team Beerly Running managed to stay cool thanks to the conveniently-located breweries along the exchanges. Our team of 5 was also supporting a solo runner so while we managed to gain several leads into the exchanges, we spent time in the care and feeding of our maniacal friend in his quest to be the solo division champ. A great way to enjoy the run (and brewery) community instead of our likely Men’s Masters champion position. We arranged to keep the finish open so Our Beery Godmother could finish all 56 miles with a roaring crowd and an awaiting champion plaque. Two teams, one race, and free beer. Seems like a win all the way around.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

Ah, the ol’ BBC. More memories from this race than I have hairs on my back. I’d be remiss to not link once more to my own race report from Bend Oregon, ca 2015. I’m not going to read it again; I’m sure it’s aged quite well, not unlike a well-timed Al Bundy zinger.

…summer heat breaks out almost instantly and turns any porta-potty into a porta-sauna.

The key here, having run this race twice under similarly atrocious conditions, is to forgo the porta-potties altogether and just jerry-rig a fancy functioning jar/bottle setup in the car.

Another solution is to just not drink *any* fluids. Run/sweat hard enough and *boom*….no porta-potty needs for DAYS.


Samir Rahman

Member #: 1968
Race name: Color Run 2k18
When was this race? 06/13/18
How did you place?! Who cares?
*Your* website URL: http://www.SponsoredByRunGum.com
Race report:

I arrived in the parking lot, used the port-o-potty facilities, and began to embark on my warmup. I was locked in for this extremely competitive race – I had just begun my sponsorship from RunGum and knew that a bad race would put me off to a bad relationship with the organization. I scouted out my competition, but oddly enough, just saw a bunch of guys jogging in baggy t shirts and basketball shorts. “An easier win for me I guess,” I thought to himself.

The starting gun went off and my body was full of adrenaline. I didn’t want to get boxed in, so I went out hard, threw some elbows (knocked down a kid in the process, but oh well) and found myself quickly in the lead. After the first turn, I noticed a bunch of hoodlum teenagers covered in purple clothing trying to throw purple powder at me! I was both perplexed and infuriated, as I had no idea what these kids were doing, but angrier because this distraction was slowing down my running!

I encountered more of these troublesome individuals throughout the race, though each group had a different color (My guess was that the colors corresponded to each group’s gang affiliation). I crossed the finish line, glanced at my watch, and was shocked. “13:44? There’s no way this was a full 5k. Why did I spend 40 bucks on this stupid race?” I asked myself in utter rage.

Suddenly, I found myself in a foreign land. I was lying down, covered in blankets, and my alarm clock was beeping.

“What an odd dream. It’s already starting to get real fuzzy, but I think it was about running or something,” I thought to myself as I groggily got up to brush my teeth. I checked my phone’s calendar and realized I needed to get going quickly for my race later that morning. I was about to race the Color Run 2k18, a classic Seattle road race known for its fierce competition. I rushed to my car stuffing down a Clif bar, and off I went…

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No

Shoeless Joe Sez!

Since Color Runs don’t have an extensive database of results from their races, I can’t confirm if you actually did run this race and throw elbows and get attacked by gang members or if this is something you wrote for credit at one of Amazon’s inter-office creative writing workshops. As a double-dipper myself, I suppose I’ll allow it.

I had just begun my sponsorship from RunGum

Wait, how did you get this sponsorship? I’ve been emailing them for months now. Did you tell them about this feature? I *have* to assume they’ve seen it by now but you never know…

I checked my phone’s calendar

#HumbleBrag


Martin Criminale

Member #: 1348
Race name: Alaska Mountain Ultrarunning Camp Beer Mile
When was this race? 6/13/18
How did you place?! I won
Race website: Race Site
*Your* website URL: Link
Race report:

I beat Dakota Jones! Is there any need to say more?

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

Hate to do this to ya boss, but FYI:


Rufus Park

Member #: 1545
Race name: Hope in the Vineyard 5K
When was this race? June 16 2018
How did you place?! 12th overall
Race website: Results
Race report:

This event was in Benton City at Hedges Winery about 2 miles from my new home. I rode my Stumpjumper on vineyard roads which I discovered are difficult to ride. I was probably the only person that did not come in a car. There were 175 entrants at this wine-themed American Cancer Society fund raiser. The start had a long uphill followed by a long downhill on a paved road with amazing scenery. This was probably the most scenic 5k that I have run, I ran all-out. The course was not marked and there seemed to be some confusion in the directions given by volunteers about half of us ran about 3.5 miles including me. My 3.5mi finish time was 31:06 good enough for 12th overall. I raced with much younger people! I talked with a few people afterwards. A local senior told me about a senior meetup running group in Richland which I will go to some time. This was a fun event for me. Then rode the difficult vineyard roads to home.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

I rode my Stumpjumper on vineyard roads which I discovered are difficult to ride. I was probably the only person that did not come in a car.

The Ruf, the Ruf, the Ruf is inspired!

He don’t need no carpool let those knobby tires turn!

That pic of you pulling away from that golf cart has earned you a one-month reprieve from me complaining to the QFC cashiers that you insinuated I don’t put women #1 in my life. Congrats! Wine and 5Ks are definitely part of the proper Boston Qualifying marathon training plan, imo!


Aaron Roche

Member #: 1960
Race name: 29th Annual Fall City Day Run 10k
When was this race? 9 June 2018
How did you place?! 8th/101
Race website: Link
*Your* website URL: Link
Race report:

Highlights/lowlights:

I think we passed two (or was it three?) gun stores on the course on the way out of town.

[SHAMLESS NAME DROP ALERT] I looked down at my watch as we came off the bridge with 600m to go, turned to Amber (Morrison of the Bellingham Distance Project) and exclaimed, “Holy Sh!t, we’re gonna break 37!!?

I thought we were out of the nipple bleeding season and that a race of this distance wouldn’t be a problem up there. Nerp. They buh-led. It wasn’t uncomfortable during the race, though it could have been embarrassing had I noticed it while chatting with anyone shortly after the race in my copper-tinged, sky blue Seattle Running Club singlet.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

Holy Sh!t, we’re gonna break 37!!? I thought we were out of the nipple bleeding season…

I appreciate how you censor yourself on behalf of my younger fans with the dreaded S word, but you chose to *not* censor yourself when reporting about your n!pple bleed!ng.

Nerp. They buh-led.

Yours or Amber’s?

Look Aaron, this is a place for genial race reports (and sure, name dropping [and, I guess if you’re Samir, making up race reports]), not graphic descriptions of blood coming out of your….whatever. Less about the bleeding, more about the….feeding (on gels)? Meeting (of celeb runners)? Beating (of CNW)? Reading (of Dean Karnazeszszzes books)?


Joe Kelly

Member #: 1938
Race name: Cougar 14.5
When was this race? June 9
How did you place?! I lost
Race website: Link
Race report:

After a pulled hamstring kept me out of the first Cougar race of the year, I was excited to get back onto the trails for some racing. I took the first few miles out easy and settled into a comfortable pace not too far off the lead (that’s the 14.5 mile lead, Evan (Williams) and Brett (Winegar) were way ahead in the 8.2 mile race). I stopped to tie my shoe at aid station 1 and was only a few seconds off the lead pack of 3 as I passed a raucous aid station 2. I caught the leaders near the top of Wilderness Peak and then opened up a small lead on the 1.5 mile decent. I was immediately confused. I never run the downhills well. What was this alternative reality that I had entered? The lead was short lived as former Portland U stud Alex Bowns caught me about halfway up the ensuing ascent. He sat on my shoulder until I inexplicably fell on the uphill when he decided to pass. Little did I know, that would not the only time I would eat trail on this day. The next 5ish or so miles were mostly uneventful. I didn’t see Alex again, I didn’t see 3rd place again, and the DeLeo Wall still hurt a lot. The real action occurred about 2.5 miles from finish line on the last few downhill switchbacks of Marshall’s Hill. My left leg decided not to lift high enough so my toes caught a root driving me straight into the ground. My right knee was pretty banged up and I had scrapes all along my right side. I got up, screamed a few expletives, and jogged toward Quarry. The last 2 miles were uneventful except for the few hikers that I freaked out with my bloody knees.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race?: No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

…as I passed a raucous aid station 2.

Shameless sucking up will get you everywhere, Joe!

(Sees pic of Joe’s knees)

Gah! More blood?! You know, children read this web blog! At least that’s what I tell the executive members of this running club’s board. The least you could have done was send me a picture in black & white. Or sepia-toned. In fact, that gives me a cool idea. I’m going to find my favorite gif and add some old-timey sepia toning!

Oh that’s pretty boss! It’s as if Cinnamon Frosted Flakes, milk, and kitchen islands existed in the 1890s!

On a less interesting note, I volunteered at this Cougar race Joe’s reporting from and while jogging around the park afterward, *also* tripped on a rock and ate dirt! Instead of blood though, I merely tore all five ligaments in my left knee 🙁 My vibram-clad feet were happy though!

(Watches that tony the tiger gif loop 7 more times)

Nice 😎


Jim Mansen

Member #: 1569
Race name: Ross Lake Rally 50k
When was this race? 6/9/2018
How did you place?! Who cares?
Race website: aspireadventurerunning.com
Race report:

North Cascades is a spectacular place to run. In the long-long ago when I wasn’t a runner, I used to backpack along Ross Lake every year. Now that I’m often a runner, I’ve wanted to return to those trails. This year Aspire Adventure Running Company hosted a trip with an overnight camp and a boat ride that dropped us mere feet away from Canada. It’s a low-key trip with great folks, really more of a group run than a race and just the way I wanted to ease into 50k season. After a 45 minute boat ride with raging water falls and misty mountain peaks, we ran through a campground only accessible from Canada and incurred some puzzled looks. Nice, soft single-track through mossy woods with lake and creek views; there was no shortage of scenery. My watch suggests I spent 3 hours stopping for the scenery and taking photos, otherwise it was one of my faster 50k runs. It was a good opportunity to practice fueling and pacing, and highlight my first run of the season with a pack (oops). Most everything held up pretty well even though I wasn’t quite ready for the distance yet, but I did learn that when everything starts going South just pick up the pace again for a bit and work through it. So I was able to scream the last 5k downhill and finish strong. Just have to work on my middle game a bit more for the Lake Marlette 50k in August above Lake Tahoe.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race? No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

but I did learn that when everything starts going South just pick up the pace again for a bit and work through it.

OH IS THAT ALL YOU HAVE TO DO, JIM?!!?…….I’ll remember that next time my hamstring tears at the 2 mi mark of a 10k xc race and the CNW coach says “Tough luck! At least you guys have enough for a full team…..right?”

we ran through a campground only accessible from Canada and incurred some puzzled looks.

I actually got nothing else for this one…..look at those pics!!


Emma Saarel

Member #: 1947
Race name: Squaw Peak 50 Mi
When was this race? 6/2/18
How did you place?! 2nd Place Age Group
Race website: squawpeak50.com
Race report:

I ran my first official Ultra on June 2nd back in my home state of Utah! 50 miles, 14,000 ft of gain/loss, topping out at 9,300 ft.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race? No

Shoeless Joe Sez!

Lose that exclamation point and this is downright Hemingway-esque!

(I just listened to one of his audio books)

(No further questions!)

my home state of Utah

This reminds me of the first time I met Emma and found this out and spent the entire conversation convinced she was Mormon, so I didn’t talk about energy drink’s.


Trisha Steidl

Member #: 328
Race name: Whistler 30k
When was this race? June 2, 2018
How did you place?! 2nd woman, 1st masters woman
Race website: whistlerhalfmarathon.com/
Race report:

I had a lot of fun racing this course. The first half of the course is primarily paved trails and residential roads, whereas the second half is primarily ski runs/roads, with a short section of single track, finishing back on paved trail.

The half and 30k start together, so it’s difficult to tell who is racing which distance. There is an out-and-back section fairly early on in the race, though, so you can look at the bibs ahead of and behind you to see (distances each have their own colour on the bib).

For the first ~10k of the race I was with a group of women. I felt a great energy running in a group with 5 other women for awhile. I can’t recall the last time I had an experience like that. I savoured it while it lasted.

I also felt like the local ladies were using team tactics on me early in the race. It didn’t pan out as I ended up passing almost all of those ladies later on in the race, but it sure was fun!

One lady had started super fast (and looked strong doing so) and was way out front already by the short out-and-back section and I was able to see she was racing the 30k. Just before the half-way point, all of a sudden I saw a lady ahead of me who looked like that lady. I thought, “Gosh, did she take a wrong turn somehow (virtually impossible as the course is really well marked)? Or did she have to answer the call of nature? Or maybe it’s not the lady who had been in first and just looks like her?” Turned out to be her. No wrong turn, just bonked. HARD.

After that point, it was pretty much me against myself, the clock, and a couple of guys as the now first place lady was fairly far ahead and I knew the third place woman wasn’t going to bounce back without some serious magic happening.

I was able to push fairly well, but took a gel that had 35mg of caffeine in it, which is not something I usually use, which seemed to backfire. It actually made me feel more tired (I have actually had another experience with caffeine making me feel tired, but it was significantly more than this)! That was a bummer, but nothing I could do about it other than keep pushing.

The last 3k+ is back on paved trail and the half-marathoners and 30k runners meet again. The trail isn’t very wide and I spent a lot of energy calling out, “On your left,” and other, similar things. At one point, a lady was in front of me and despite calling out three times, she didn’t move to the side. Since I expected her to move, I hadn’t slowed down at all and by the time I figured out she wasn’t going to move, *I* didn’t have time to move (and there wasn’t anywhere for me to go as there was a small drop off to the left of the path and more people to our right). I put my hands out, grabbed her shoulders and, as gently as possible, but still firmly moved her slightly to the right so I could squeeze by on the left. The weird thing is that she didn’t even seem surprised by it (nor did she apologize…there really wasn’t any response…strange). Crisis averted!

I was able to hold onto second and put ~7 minutes on the third place woman, beating the previous CR, but, of course, that didn’t mean much since the woman who won beat me and bested it by quite a bit.

The best news is that my hammy held up for the most part! There was still a concerning twinge, some discomfort, and I didn’t feel I could fully push the last 5-ish miles, but such a big, positive step forward!! I hope I can go back next year!

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race? No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

I was able to push fairly well, but took a gel that had 35mg of caffeine in it

Speaking of energy drink’s, I haven’t raced in what feels like 10 years, has Monster or Rockstar or NOS gotten into the ultra distance fuel game yet, with some xtreme gelz that have like full-on GRAMZ of caffeine in em?

I spent a lot of energy calling out, “On your left,” and other, similar things.

For some reason I’m reminded of that Ludacris song that all the #teens in my neighborhood sing at me outside the local Marshall’s even if I’m nowhere near their path and just minding my own business, carrying bologna.


Martin Criminale

Member #: 1348
Race name: Needles 50k
When was this race? 6/30/2018
How did you place?! I won my age group and got 9th overall.
Race website: facebook.com/needles50k/
*Your* website URL: martin.criminale.com
Race report:

This was the 3rd edition of this race and I’m so glad to have finally run it. I usually do better and prefer races with some vertical gain but course takes that to the next level with 10k of climbing. For reference, people were taking about 2 hours longer to finish this than your “average” 50k.

This race starts and finishes in Easton, WA. The first half of this race is remote! Which is cool! You are running through old, big trees, climbing over logs that are 5′ in diameter and you don’t see anyone that isn’t part of this event. Oh yeah, it’s a “Fat Ass” style event so there are only two aid stations which pretty much just have water. Not literally, but pretty much. Plan your nutrition and hydration accordingly.

The second half of this course is more-or-less the last 15 miles of the Cascade Crest 100 course. You climb up to the Thorp Mountain fire lookout and then head back down to Easton.

Everything that goes up must come down and this last descent is a quad buster if you have not been training your descents…

If there is very little aid (and no timing mats, etc.), how does the promoter tell that you really ran the course? Well, they give you a map at the start and there are two hole punches hung on trees along the route. And you need to punch your map with them. For real.

Thanks to fellow SRC member Arthur Martineau for taking the only picture of me actually running in this race.

Did iRunFar interview you before or after the race? No
Race image(s):

Shoeless Joe Sez!

how does the promoter tell that you really ran the course?

Hmm. They aske–

They give you a map at the start and there are two hole punches hung on trees along the route.

Oh I see, you were asking rhetorically.

this last descent is a quad buster

Word to the wise: do *not* google “quad buster” on your work computer if you’re at all happy at your job.

(Leaves to update LinkedIn)