It was at about the 5 mile mark that I realized I was in a race. I'd been running along, trying to deal with the heat and the hilly trails of Waterfall Glen, when I noticed people seemed to be passing me. A lot of them. The unfortunate part for me was that I felt completely unable to do anything about it.
This was one of those tough days. It was hot, humid, and I was not in the right physical or mental state of mind to be racing. The day before was not spent resting and hydrating either, unless you count beer at a baseball game as hydrating. Suffice to say my body eventually revolted and forced me to walk several times. And about a quarter mile from the finish, I had to stop once again so I could, there's no nice way to say it, vomit. It was ugly.
So are you still reading? Ok, now let me tell you about the race. The Waterfall Glen Xtreme 10 miler was a really great race! I had actually been looking forward to it for quite a while. The trail there is a place I run frequently anyway, and the idea of doing a race on the trails seemed great.
Well, it exceeded expectations. I would call this a runner's Race. We showed up early. My Elmhurst running club friends Jim and Bill were also running it for the first time. They both ran pretty close to their goal times. The start is in a big park/field near Argonne National Labs, which is in the center of the trail. That meant the start was about three miles farther along than the traditional starting point. It also meant the big hill on the course, dubbed 'Big Bertha" comes about two and half miles into the race, rather than the middle.
That's not a bad thing. You've got to do the hill some time, so you may as well get it out of the way early, rather than dread it for a few more miles.
So they started the race in waves. Those running 6:30 or better started first, on through the 4th wave of those anticipating running closer to 10:00 or slower pace per mile. It was a Waterfall start, which seems appropriate for the venue. That reminded many of us of a
cross-country race. The picture is an example of a waterfall start from a Nike race. The one over the weekend had many fewer runners though. After the start, you had a little over a quarter mile to run before a narrow opening onto the trail. Fortunately, they limited the entries to 800 runners, so it was about 200 of us in the second wave racing to that opening. And it was actually pretty civil.
At the start line, with that relatively small group, I was amazed to see at least eight friends who were in the same wave as I. This is pretty unusual. It seems every direction I looked, I saw a friend I said hello to. There were running friends from Chicago, the suburbs, and even a friend from college track I haven't seen in years. But the socializing lasted about four minutes. That was the amount of time between the start of the first and second waves. The horn went off and we were racing to the trail. Once we were on it, there was plenty of room. You could run three wide on the soft crushed gravel.
There weren't crowds of people cheering at every turn. Nor was there three kinds of fluid at every other mile. There were a few enthusiastic people cheering along some of the intersections where the path crossed a road. And there were four water stops. Just water. And it was great! Lots of runners sharing the path and the day and encouraging each other.
And when it was over, they had one of the best post-race spreads I have seen. Lots of sponsors were out there with goodies. My favorite was the Bobak sausages. They had a chef grilling them and plopping them right into buns for runners at the finish line. Unfortunately, my stomach was not exactly in the right state to partake. But I did have plenty of Gatorade!
As we left the race I admit I was feeling a little disappointed. You never want to have a race like that. And just as I start to ramp up my running to begin focusing on training for the New York Marathon, the last thing I needed was to struggle through a ten miler. But, as I thought about it more, I realized I had run a much faster pace, and longer distance in a training run just the week before. So I guess I just have to put that experience out of my mind and move on to the next one.
I guess it takes some 'off days' to help you appreciate the days when the miles fly by easily. The good days sometimes come when you least expect them as well. In fact, when I got home from work the other day, I found a medal in the mail for an age group award I apparently won in the Jim Gibbons 5k early last month. I never checked the results and
had no idea. But that's a good way to balance out a poor race experience!
Anyway, I have mentioned a fun race coming up at the end of August. The Human Race, sponsored by Nike is being billed as the largest 10k in the world. Kanye West has done a cool promo for it, so I thought I would provide a link in case you're interested:
Lower quality video- http://abclocal.go.com/wls/media?id=6291985 High quality movie -
http://dig.abclocal.go.com/wls/video/party_with_kanye_061808_1.mov
Hope you have more good days than the other kind this week. See you on the roads....












