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February 10, 2012

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Run The Rock 50K

In my third and final ultra for the year, I raced the Run The Rock 50K at Smith Rocks State Park in central Oregon. It was a fantastic race, well run, and in one of the most gorgeous places out west.

The day was perfect: clear skies and 35-50* during the race. The sunny parts were warm and the shady sides cool, but nothing extreme or worrisome. The rain from the previous day left a few puddles on the course and a few thick and yucky mud spots, but again, nothing terrible. I was excited to run!

I toed the line behind a handful of men, including Elvis Sharman, and tried to hold back in the first miles. It's hard to restrain yourself on a steady downhill, but much easier to do so on the first big uphill: Misery Ridge. It's not even a hill, more of a staircase up the rocks. I tried to channel my decades old training on the Manitou Spring's (Colorado) Incline, where I often trained for my collegiate XC seasons. On the downhill once more and around a flat loop along the…

The North Face Endurance Challenge Utah

The race day began with a bowl of oats and a coffee in the bathroom of the hotel- just like the college XC days- as I didn't want to wake anyone up. The weather forecast had looked better than expected, but to truly get outside and test it would take way too long so I had to trust the screen. After several wardrobe changes, I settled on thin capris, tank and arm sleeves, with a thin lycra shirt on top.

I jogged the mile to the start, checked my bag of post-race dry clothes into the gear tent and then huddled by the fire. Ultra runners are so friendly with pre-race banter and this race was no exception. As Wave 1 was called to the starting line, I eyed the competition. Who here was going to kick my butt and my 14mile long run? Probably everybody.

The gun went off and I followed the leaders and a line of glow sticks to the start of the trail. The course was modified to eliminate the highest aid stations, closed due to snow on the access roads. First we ran the 10K course lo…

Blue Lake Olympic Duathlon

Dude, that HURT!
In attempting my first duathlon last weekend, I figured all of my running would translate to the multi-sport world with no problem. I was so wrong. Let’s back up a little first; back to the beginning of this crazy idea.
In February I did an FTP test with my good friend and amazing cyclist Sarah. I surprised both of us with a decent score despite my lack of training and far from perfect execution of the test. Immediately she began talking about my future in the duathlon and it was both flattering and exciting to think of a new sport in which I might find success. Then she mentioned that the national championships were in Bend, OR in June. Now was the time to start training.
But the training never solidified. Or more like the bike training never really got started in which case it could then have any hope of solidifying. With Boston Marathon in April, I laid off the bike for a few weeks before and after. Then I rode a few times (4 to be exact) and thought there wa…

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