Sunday, November 21, 2010

Santa Monica Mountains 50k

The weather forecast all week leading up to the race was 70% chance of rain on race day. So believing the weather-woman I packed my rain gear and drove out to La Jolla Canyon in Malibu for the race through the Santa Monica Mountains.

Driving along the PCH

I got there around 7:30am, pickup my bib, and went back to my car to get ready. The weather kept getting better and better. But I still wore the rain jacket just in case. We took a group photo a few minutes before the start of the race. The first start at 8:30am was just for the 30k and 50k.

My trail running friends

Orange Loop (La Jolla Canyon) - 1:39:23
I kept it slow from the beginning. There was a huge bottle neck early on, but I didn't mind because I just wanted to survive the 50k. It got hot really quickly wearing the rain jacket. I took it off and tied it around my waist, but it was so annoying. Eventually I tied it around my neck like I was a yuppy or wearing it as a Superman cape. I tried to make sure I didn't pass anybody. But there were a few times where runners moved aside and I was allowed to pass. I first rolled my left ankle on a muddy downhill area. I almost fell but I caught myself in time with one of my water bottles. I was able to run it off. 2 handhelds were too much for this race especially with the Powerade that I was drinking. I took my first salt tab about 1 hour in and 1 every 30 minutes. I rolled my left ankle again coming down a rocky area as I was almost to the La Jolla aid station. I ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and had the volunteer water down my drink. I thought about dropping out, but the adrenaline had me heading out on the pink loop. I dropped off my jacket before heading out.

Pink Loop to Sycamore Canyon aid station - 1:21:09
Everything was manageable until I reached the downhill part on the fire road. I was very demoralized as I could barely jog the downhill. Walking the downhills was not fun. I was hit with maybe 3 drops of rain. Thanks weather-woman. At the aid station I had a peanut butter and banana sandwich and fill up one of my bottles with water. If I wasn't running, I might as well work on my biceps.

Pink Loop to La Jolla Canyon aid station - 1:31:43
I pretty much walked all of the uphills. I even stopped on the fire road for my friends to catch up. I had them go ahead of me so I could use them as rabbits. As we got to the top of Ray Miller, a group of about 5 runners were lost and found their way back. They told us that the ribbons were blown off to the wrong side of the road. I stopped to fix the ribbons. I then ran a little to catch up to my friends. From then on, I pretty much had them pace me to the La Jolla aid station. Along the way we were passed by the first place 50k finisher. And for good measure, I managed to roll my left ankle yet again when we were jogging down. I knew my day was definitely over.

DNF at 30k - 4:32:16

Humbled and hobbling into the aid station

Ultras are not for me! :/

I could've continued on and hiked the other 20k, but the ankles were shot to hell. I had a pretty good plan to survive the 50k, but I showed up in new shoes and rolled my good ankle too many times. My other trail shoes sucked and I wasn't about to run in the mud with them. I would've taken the time to break them in, but I just never thought we would be running in mud or rain. I may give ultras another try, but I'm thinking that I'd head back to running my favorite distance, the half marathon. After I train for a BQ, I'm going to give marathons a break and run shorter distances. Of course, I'll have to give my body some time to recover before I do any of that.

In this race, I learned that I can drink Powerade and skip the gels. I think for Vegas, I'll leave the handheld at home and just use the provided aid on the course along with my salt caps.

3 comments:

Glenn Jones said...

At least you had the fortitude to get out from under the warm blankets and hit the trails under some (what were probably) pretty crappy conditions. Better than me!

Josh said...

"I might as well work on my biceps"! haha!!

your poor ankles. don't they ever get a break??? 30k on that course is an accomplishment and knowing when to say when shows racing smarts.

Stuart said...

The mountains will be there waiting for you in March!

Good call with you ankles though!