Frosty 50 km was my FIRST 50 K in 2009. I've waited 6 years to do it again. For various reasons, I would register, but could not make it. In 2009 I was in significantly better shape, and was much more serious about my training than I am now. Years later, I'm a little OLDER , a little HEAVIER, and a little more INJURED ... but WISER ! RESPECT the first climb.
The weather was perfect 7 deg C and dry. I was totally relaxed, looking forward to playing on the trails in Manning park. (vs. 2009- super nervous !)
And a climb it was ! I went up for a good 2.5-3 hours. Took my TIME because:
a. I 'm just slow
b. My calf cramps if I go too fast at the start - my 'governer'
c. I have RESPECT for the first climb because in 2009, my husband and I rocked it in under 3 hours, but he bonked on the second half.
The road went up forever, thankfully, it went right into a beauty singletrack up into the alpine and out into the exposed mountaintop. I took the time to stop, look back, and take in the views after climbing some odd 4000 feet.
I caught up to Rick, a guy who just did a 200 mile run FIVE days prior to this race- crazy. He was super strong, powerhiking the uphill switchbacks. I could not run as fast as he could hike ! Of course the switchbacks went on forever till the next aid station. Then I tackled the infamous skyline hills where no one knows how many there are because we are all delirious by that time. But I had it together- I KNEW there were 4 !
After finishing the 4th, I was confused to see ANOTHER climb. Hmmm, maybe they don't count the first? I was already second guessing myself when I hit ANOTHER climb ! argh. By this point, my right hip flexors were spazzing & shut down so I grabbed my leggings to lift my leg on the steep climbs. It worked well.
By the meadow, I caught up to some fellow runners Scott, Liam, and Marc. It was nice to see some familiar faces! Fellow "Buntzen Burners" . I enjoyed having "down time" running down off Skyline with Marc. So proud that I finished two decents without falling ! and then I hit the FLAT and freakin' FELL ! really? clothes torn, number flew off, gear from my pack splayed everywhere. Gathered myself together, joined back up with my friend Marc and ran/ walked our way back through the last flat 7 km.
FINISH ! 6 years later, & only 4 min slower. Marc hamming it up at the end ! apparently I'm annoyingly happy.
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