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Let’s Applaud Jordan Hasay?

Sam would write a better post than me on this topic but since I’m pure like the Garden of Eden, and not tainted the Nike Oregon Project, I should be able to give a clean perspective.

Yesterday was the Boston Marathon and 2 members of the Nike Oregon Project put on dominating performances for Americans. Jordan Hasay finished her first marathon ever in 2:23 which was good for 3rd place. It was the fastest debut by an American female ever. The fastest time ever by a woman in a marathon is Paula Radcliffe with a 2:15.25. The fastest time by an American is 2:19.36 by Deena Kastor. The 2.23 flat time posted by Hasay is good for the 180th fastest marathon by a woman ever (I heard that Boston isn’t a legal course for whatever that is worth).

As I was watching the coverage yesterday, I was really impressed with Hasay. I remember watching her a bit in college for Oregon and she was top talent, but not finishing 3rd in Boston so whatever she’s been up to is either intense work or PED’s. Considering Rupp got 2nd and is partaking in the same training, they are up to shenanigans.

Why shenanigans? Once again, I’m not an expert on this subject but here’s what I’ve read. Nike’s Oregon Project is a group created by Nike to promote American Long Distance Running. They are using elite coaching, revolutionary training and the use of air thinning technology. The group of athletes on the squad is no joke. Centrowitz, Farah, and Rupp, are all Olympic medalists. Suguru Osako just got 3rd in Boston yesterday. It’s pretty clear that whatever these athletes are doing is working.

Now here is where the questions start building around head coach Alberto Salazar. “In June 2015, Salazar was named in a joint BBC Panorama and ProPublica investigation into doping allegations. This involved testimonies from various athletes and people associated with Salazar about alleged microdosing of testosterone and prednisone at the Nike Oregon Project. Salazar declined to be interviewed for the programme, but denied any wrongdoing, saying in a statement that the “allegations your sources are making are based upon false assumptions and half-truths in an attempt to further their personal agendas”

So when you see an American hottie like Jordan Hasay competing with women from countries like Kenya and Ethiopia, who are renowned for their past efforts, there is a bit of suspicion. It’s sad that we have to draw these conclusions when people of our country perform feats of this nature, but out of the ordinary circumstances cause out of the ordinary questions like, “how did this happen?”

I visited the Let’s Run Forums and found some great comments regarding her race:

On the course

How is Boston a major marathon? How many of the world’s best marathoners were in that race? Boston is a hobby jogger’s race with some overpaid Americans thrown in so the hobby jogger set don’t complain too much about all the Africans winning everything.

On the probability of doping

Probably about 7% (Rupp), and 2% (Hasay). Seems like NOP bends the rules all day long, but maybe doesn’t break them severely. Also, Nike has the money to dope and not get caught (e.g., Lance Armstrong)

On why people like Hasay and not Rupp

She is relatively outgoing and articulate and seems comfortable expressing her relationship to the outside world. Rupp is probably a bit introverted, maybe a bit on the autistic spectrum. He seems mostly comfortable expressing support for those closest to him, his family and Salazar. He doesn’t seem collegial with fellow competitors. One could just call that arrogant I suppose, but it could also just be an introverted personality. He isn’t easy to root for compared with Hasay, and certainly Meb or Abdi or Ritzenhein.

So there you have it. Jordan Hasay is probably legit and will hopefully represent USA without any implications. All that being said, why are the hot ones always the most talented? I think it’s great for the sport to have a role model like Hasay compete in these world class settings. Maybe she’s not the cream of the crop yet, but I enjoyed watching the race and was happy to support her. It’s hard not to like her style and running. Sam, anything to add?

By | 2017-04-18T10:27:37+00:00 April 18th, 2017|Running|1 Comment

Pushing Past the Limit

Pain is temporary, Pride is forever. This was the cheesy cross country quote that Mr. Ames used for our XC team in the late 90’s. He tried to sell this motto hard and no one cared.

I was on the treadmill yesterday, after a needed day off (I ran 4 days in a row which is pushing it for me), and set the workout for the Mountain Peaks at 8.6 mph. Mountain Peaks is the hardest programmed course that the treadmill has. It starts at 0.0 incline and reaches 9.0 with various levels in between going on for 1-2 minutes at a time. My goal is usually 40 minutes and 8.6 is 6:58 miles. I’ve completed this workout at 8.5…and failed at 8.6. My running log if anyone was interested.

I felt really good yesterday and had to stop at the 2nd minute of the final 7.0 incline. I completed 35 of the minutes of the 40 minute workout, I was spent. It’s not often where I feel good and have to force myself to stop. Usually I can power my way through but I’ve reached my physical max and pushing past will mean I have to seriously dig deep.

Just…wow.

The thing with running is that even Ian McGrath was good at it. Anyone can be if they try hard enough. To some people it’s easy, and other’s have to work. At 33, I’m not looking to win races but just to push myself physically. The next step past 8.6 on Mountain Peaks will be 8.7 and that will be extremely challenging. I’ve reached my limit and I’m not sure I want to push through or I’ll suffer a torn Achilles.

By | 2017-03-30T14:08:12+00:00 March 30th, 2017|Running|3 Comments

Frostbite 5 Miler – 2017 – Better With Age

This is the 18th year the Frostbite 5 Miler has been held and it runs like a well oiled machine. The race is run flawlessly (well the National Anthem mics were a bit shaky) and this year’s weather was perfect. The race starts exactly at 9am with minimal pre-race speech, and this is what runners hope for. The attention to the race itself, and not the amenities, is one of the core reasons why this race draws so many fast runners from the area. Special thanks to my mom for the cool featured image above.

This is my blog so you are going to have to suffer through my race story. I woke up at 6am and ate 2 sunny side up eggs and had a coffee. The coffee, although not the best hydrating drink, is used to make me poop. Every runner who’s raced should know that you want as little waste in your system as possible.

I got to the race and parking was well organized by volunteers and I had no trouble. I got my race bib which was a seamless process and ran 800 meters on the track. I stretched by the starting line and met my mom so she could hold on to my clothes. I was good to go.

Free Nolan Paint advertising. They use our scrapers.

The day was beautiful and you can’t ask for better conditions. The race went off and I started within myself which was the way to go because I wasn’t staying with the lead pack one way or another. I apologize for not getting any of my mile splits as this was the one detail I missed for better accuracy on the race description.

I settled in to a nice pace where I was behind the main pack and stayed with some stragglers. I wasn’t getting passed and at mile 2 there is a nice sized uphill that was wearing me down. Fortunately I trained on some hill workouts on the treadmill and even though I was huffing and puffing as I got to the top, I recovered quickly on the downhill. I had a runner or 2 pass me but it was wasn’t overwhelming so I knew I was in a good spot.

At mile 3, I was wondering to myself how much longer could I hold the pace as my legs were feeling the lactic acid. Once you slow down and start getting passed, you’re toast. When I made the turn to the street around mile 4, I knew I was going to make it even though I had no watch and no clue what my time was. My biggest fear came when there was a girl who was on my tail.

What a view.

I didn’t know if I was going to finish at 28, or 29 minutes so a girl being near me was trouble. When I made the 2nd to last right hand turn, I could hear some people saying, “there’s the #1 girl.” Great. I had a little bit of speed left in my legs and knew I could kick it in if I had to so unless she had a Usain Bolt kick, I was going to be fine. I made my final surge and gave a fist pump because I saw the time and it was 28 minutes low. The exact time was 28:07, 24th place, and about a 30 second PR over last year.

At 33, I’m pretty happy I can still improve year over year. I attribute it to a healthier lifestyle and working harder on the treadmill in the winter. All in all, I was pleased with the outcome and want to thank the entire Ambler Area Running Club for their hard work hosting such an anticipated, long established, race.

Results link here.

By | 2017-02-18T11:32:07+00:00 February 18th, 2017|Running|1 Comment

Who Doesn’t Want To Read About the Tex Mex 5K?

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This is a dumb logo and I would never wear the free shirt with a tree on it.

Tex Mex 5k

Sam’s write up on his 3rd place finish at the Tex Mex 5k is worth reading if you love 5k’s. My only comment is that when you get older you don’t have as much time on hand, so training harder by putting less mileage is one of the only options to stay in shape. Good to see it worked in your favor.

My experience running the Tex Mex 5k was satisfactory as well on that hot June 22nd day. I got to the course about an hour early so I had plenty of time to warm up (lol). I was awarded the honorable bib number 1337 which I didn’t even realize until Sam’s eyes widened when he pointed out that I was LEET. I’ve been throwing in runs between 40-60 minutes along with some shorter runs about 4 times a week so I figured I was in decent shape. My time 2 years ago was 17:29 which is pretty much where I expect to be.

The Race

This has nothing to with the race.

This has nothing to do with the race.

I was in the front of the race and got boxed in immediately by slower people. I scooted to the outside to get up with a group of about 10 guys behind the lead group of about 10 guys. My mouth immediately went dry but I felt fine physically so it wasn’t a big deal. I came through the first mile at 5:30 and my legs still felt strong. I was 11:03 at mile 2 so I knew I was keeping pace which led me to believe that I would still run a good time. The first part of the last mile is up hill and I knew from my run 2 years ago that the rest was downhill. My turnover wasn’t great up the hill but I got there without too much issue. I got passed by an old man (47) going down the hill towards the end and then outkicked by a stringbean. The final stretch is straight and I could see the timer as I got closer. About 100 yards away I could make out that the time was in the 16’s and I knew that the 17:30 mark would be eclipsed which was quite inspirational mind you. I finished at 17:17 which is my best 5k time in probably a decade. Also being able to do 3 miles at 5:34 pace makes me pretty confident I can run a good mile time which I promise I’ll do soon. Full results Tex Mex 5k results.

By | 2016-06-23T09:20:13+00:00 June 23rd, 2016|Running|Comments Off on Who Doesn’t Want To Read About the Tex Mex 5K?

How Have I Never Seen This Before?

Pres take on the video because he does it so much better than me.

I wish I had a video of the facial expression I made when that crab lady came storming down the finish line at the 40 second mark. At first I thought that’s just how she ran. Just chewing up terrain like a motherfucker. Like get out of the way tired bitch because Crab Running Lady is coming the fuck through. Turns out she was in the process of dying as well. I’ve never seen that before. Is that how it works with running? Before you totally collapse you turn into some sort of superhuman crab running machine for a couple minutes? I mean she would have finished with no problem if the other chick didn’t trip her. She had that crab running style on lockdown

By | 2016-10-28T15:37:41+00:00 April 18th, 2016|Running|2 Comments

Frostbite 5 Miler – 2016

Today could not have been any better planned.

FB-Site-Header-LeftI’m by no means a great runner. Today was one of those times I would say I ran as good a race as I could. At my age you are not running to win the race. You set a personal goal and try to achieve it. As Sam would say, “I’m a lifetime 17:30 5k” and that’s what I strive to be.

I’m a fair weather runner and when the weather gets cold, I head to the treadmill. Sam said he was doing the Frostbite 5 miler and I said I would too. This gave me a purpose. I would go to the gym and run exactly 5 miles on the treadmill. The goal for me was always 6 minute miles. Some days I would be under it by about 30 seconds and others I’d struggle to hit it on the nose. This past week I hit the 29 minute mark and I knew I was ready to race.

Not this year's.

Not this year’s.

My pre race routine is standard to me but I have no idea how others act. I googled “what to eat before a race” and got results to avoid coffee, don’t eat too much in a sitting, and random specifics on what works for that person. I said fuck it and ordered Domino’s Cali Ranch Pizza. I ate 4 slices and went to sleep at 12am after watching Butterfly Effect.

I woke up at 6am in a weird state and realized I was running today. I shit and showered. I then went to Dunkin Donuts and got a medium coffee and a sesame seed bagel with cream cheese. I ate the bagel (except for the middle because they spread too much cream cheese there) and drank the coffee slowly. I arrived 27 minutes later to my parents house and had to take another poop. Perfect. I lightened my load and talked with Sam before having to poop yet again. Even better.

FS-FBAny runner knows you poop out as much waste as possible to run good times. I took a water bottle and drove to the race. I met up with some people I know and then went for a pre-race jog. I did 800 meters on the track which to me is more than I want to do. My legs only have so much mileage and I don’t want to waste it warming up.

I met Sam and the eventual race winner at the starting line and was happy how warm it was. The race started and Sam and I were together. He said people were going out too fast and made a nice call that that bro with headphones and hair would fall. The 1 mile split was 5:20 and the 2 mile 10:50. Sam left me at this point. I’ve been in this place in previous years. The drawn out hill at the 2 mile mark was an awakening that I trained on a treadmill. Huffing and puffing, I made it up to subtle downhill. I didn’t get a clock on mile 3 or 4 but I had a feeling I hadn’t dropped off pace that much. At 4 I got a side stitch and that was fairly severe. On the treadmill I never pushed myself past the point of exhaustion. Fortunately I had speed in my legs and didn’t let the cramp knock me back to bad. I even, barely, kicked it in for a time of  28:39 and good for 19th place. Sam was 12th.

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At 32, it’s still fun to race. I like challenging myself and realizing that age is only a number, not an excuse. With a greater effort I could probably get to 28:00 minutes but what’s the difference? I trained about 20 miles a week and ran a time that was faster than I did at 28. As Sam would say, “I’m a one trick pony.” I’m ok with that.

 

By | 2016-10-28T15:36:28+00:00 February 20th, 2016|Running|3 Comments

Fighting Back to Shape

After finally working my way of running 8+ miles at a solid pace, I hurt myself.

View from the Camden side of Philly.

View from the Camden side of Philly.

I had been leading up to longer runs for about 2 weeks straight and then on a run I tried to max out a half mile about 6 miles into a workout.  I ran a 2:33 but I could tell that my lower Achilles felt off.  I slow jogged home and by that night I knew I was going to need some time off.

I didn’t run for the next week and now I’m sitting here two weeks later trying to get back to where I was.  I’m not quite there but getting close.  My theory is that after 1 week of taking off from running, you lose 2 weeks of training (I’m sure I picked this up from somewhere but we’ll just call it my theory).   I notice that I feel slower, fatter, and my endurance is noticeably worse as I breath heavier running slower.  So it goes.

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They look like this.

I ended up purchasing a new pair of shoes called the Altra Torin 2.0.  I went out for a run today over the Ben Franklin bridge and decided to time trial myself across. If the bridge is 1.5 miles long, I ran it today in 8:08 which was about 5.23 pace.  It’s obviously not an exact time but I’m getting back to where I was.

It sucks having to come back from injury because you always start weaker and slower.  It’s a slow trudge back but always worth it in the end.

 

 

By | 2015-08-18T19:35:34+00:00 August 18th, 2015|Running|4 Comments

Phil’s Tavern Quarter Marathon

just-run-fasterOn Friday night I took it easy drinking a total of 2 beers the entire night. I hung out with Evan, Adam, Baker, Jkash, and Amber while we visited a bar or two and it wasn’t that hard not drinking. I left at around 10:45pm to JKash telling me that if I didn’t get top 5 in the race, don’t bother talking to him again. He also gave me the good advice to “just run faster”.

I slept at my parents house which is only a few minutes away from the race. I woke up at 6:30 am, drank a quarter cup of coffee which was the perfect amount to cause a stir in my system and eliminate all waste. I showered after that and felt pretty good. I didn’t eat anything which I am still undecided on how smart that was.

I did some minor warm up but I’m not a big proponent of doing much running prior to running as fast as you can in a race type atmosphere. There were 400+ participants and I lined up near the front. The race got off and I started slow. At the first mile I pushed myself into 3rd place with 1 and 2 being younger high school kids who I had no chance of beating. At the 2nd mile a guy overtook me for 3rd and me and this other bro were running together. We got to mile 5 when another guy came up from behind and pressed forward. I was in 5th with 600 yards to go and felt pretty strong as I kept accelerating. It wasn’t meant to be though as I got nipped at the line. After I finished I immediately puked which I can’t think of ever doing before. It was white acid but it had to be done. Sorry Jkash.

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My only cameo is at 1:19.  The quarter marathon distance is also pretty dumb but more on that for another time.

AARC presents: Phils Tavern Quarter Marathon from Brett Rogowski on Vimeo.

The only other highlights from the weekend came from beating Sam in mini-golf in dramatic fashion on the last ball rotation. Here’s the scorecard.
Umbria Golf Scorecard

Valley Forge CasinoI also won $600 dollars from a slot machine which is virtually unheard of. I was down $200 from playing Pai-Gow and Craps (thanks to the Shee for teaching me how to play) and decided to put 5 bucks into a machine for 1 spin because why the hell not. The first $5 turned into $40 which should have been enough to quit but Shee said, “you got a hot machine.” I max spun about 5 more times and hit a jackpot for $600 which put me up $300+ for the trip. The Valley Forge pool isn’t too bad for what it’s worth.

By | 2016-06-29T15:35:02+00:00 July 13th, 2015|Running|1 Comment

Hicham El Guerrouj -1 Mile World Record 3:43:13

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So fast he’s a blur

Hicham El Guerrouj’s mile time is a world record that has held strong for almost 16 years. There have been 5 men who have been in the 3:46 club and 1 who has run 3:44. HOWEVER, the top 2 mile times to ever be recorded happened in the same race below, both in the 3:43 range. My question, and reason for posting this, is there anyway this World Record would have been set without the 2 men pushing each other to times that haven’t been touched, well, ever since?  Competition at its finest.

 

Fastest Mile Times in Chart Form

 

Does the mile still matter?
So, the big question… Is the mile still relevant today?

Nick Willis: “It is still relevant, particularly in North America, Australia and New Zealand. It is important for the casual fan because people understand a sub-four minute mile. A 3:38 1500m doesn’t mean anything to most people. I still believe the mile should be used as a means to reach to the masses.

“The biggest challenge [to the mile’s status] is that mile times are not recognised as qualification times for the 1500m at major championships, even though translated times for 1500m to the mile are very accurate.”

Will Leer: “Absolutely. People in a crowd can connect with a mile more than they can with the 1500m. Everyone in America had the same experience as me. They all ran it in gym class. The mile has an ability to connect with the people who aren’t as intricately woven into our world as we are.”

John Walker: “It is still relevant, because there are so few top mile races in the world. There are only about three top mile races, so it is very special and in countries like England and New Zealand, it is still very important.”

By | 2015-05-28T14:28:56+00:00 May 28th, 2015|Running, Sports|2 Comments

American Odyssey Relay 2015

Anyone can run for time, it takes a runner to finish. – CK4

There is a link on the top of my web page that reads American Odyssey Relay where I’ve reviewed my past experiences so I’m not going to go over what it is again (200 mile relay from Gettysburg to DC) and just get right into it.

 

American Odyssey Relay

Shady Maple

What a 250 yard buffet looks like.

Our van of Sam, Nikkii, CK4, Eric, Bill, Scott, and myself left around 4pm to head to Shady Maple which is a smorgasbord of food, buffet style.    It’s funny in my mind when Chad came back with a plate of all meat and Sam called him a carnivore / T-rex but without any picture it is just left to the imagination.

We got to the check-in at Gettysburg where initial race packets and intro messages were being distributed.  Nikkii thankfully manned up and listened to instructions while we drank beer..  We picked her up after and checked into the hotel.  All 34? of us got together in a meeting room and listened to Nathan conduct a preliminary meeting of when the teams were starting and where we should go.  Ready to rock.

 

First Set of Legs

Get with the program Dave.

Get with the program Dave.

I was our Leg 1 which means I start the race.  From past experience, I knew that it sucks to have to use a porta-potty to shit during the relay.  To work around this I woke up and drank 3 cups of coffee.  I executed effectively and was good to go for my run.  I genuinely felt great and was hoping this would carry over for my run.

What a transition looks like.

What a transition looks like. It didn’t feel as weird as this picture looks.

My first leg was 6 miles through Gettysburg and I completed it with no problems.  I handed off to Krista, who had never done the relay before, and was feeling good.  We met Krista at the 2 mile mark of her 6 mile run and we had the brilliant idea that we needed beer.  I didn’t like the idea of leaving a runner but I also knew that there was not a better opportunity to get beer.  We headed backwards to the distributor, picked up the beer, then raced back to meet our runner.  We arrived with minutes to spare and Jackie was next to run leg 3.

The most famous covered bridge in Pa.  George Washington built it.

The most famous covered bridge in Pa. George Washington built it.  Maybe.

Jackie successfully (I’m not sure what word she’d use) completed her leg 3 while we watched Steven stand over a hole in the ground keeping runners from stepping in it.  The picture to the right was taken which was the members in our van and a covered bridge.  It’s also noted the Holly completed her leg (and the next 2) with a busted ankle so she didn’t pull a “Chad”.  More on this later.

Breathtaking

Breathtaking. Actually it’s pretty boring. I took it.

Sam was the next runner and was on a mission to make Dave his bitch.  That was a joke but Sam went rip-roaring through a hard 8+ miles to hand off to our #1 runner Ck4.  This is probably not the exact time it happened but I must add that Chad tried to close the van door and ended up slamming it right on his forehead.  He looked back at us trying to play it off but the imprint of his head on the glass was clear. Smooth.

Those shorts are "runner certified"

Those shorts are “runner certified”

The always optimistic CK4 finished his first leg of 4+ miles no problem.  His running attire consisted of extra long bball shorts, my 5 year old running shoes, and a cotton “sweat absorbing” long sleeve shirt.  His finish was celebrated with some church hot dogs and preparation for Nikkii doing the hardest leg on the course of 7+ miles and 1,000 ft incline.  It’s not for the weak.

Nikkii Leg 6

Leg 6 complete.

Nikkii completed the hard leg and was rewarded with a pint glass.  At this point we had some hours to kill before our next set of legs started.  We drove to Waynesboro to eat at Waynesburger.  There was sign for “free parking” but we decided to fill the pointless meter with 50 cents to be safe.  I ate a chicken Caesar wrap that was actually pretty good.  We then drove over to the next transition point where Sam and I lamented the fact that we didn’t have a frisbee.

 

Second Set of Legs

Majestic Sunset

Majestic Sunset

I got into my night running gear even though it was pretty light out.  Patti followed a runner the wrong way but still ran a solid leg before handing me the baton.  I’ve known in past years that the second leg has the potential to be blazing fast.  I started slow knowing that there was a confusing turn but got through to the 4 mile straight away no problem.  While running up the hill I passed a woman and made a comment that the sky was beautiful.  She said, “and look at those windows.”  I was like, “uhhhhh, yeah, great windows.”  She said, “you know, getting to see this every night…” and I awkwardly passed her.

I felt fast on my run and truly enjoyed myself.  At this point it was nighttime and Krista was scared of the dark.  Her comments were that she saw some blue blinking lights (the road sign pointing her which way to go) and thought they were possums which displays her mental state that any noise or sight was going to attack her.  None the less, she completed her leg with no issues and handed off to Jackie.

Not the right leg but everyone on my team gets a pic on the blog.  You're welcome, Jackie.

Not the right leg but everyone on my team gets a pic on the blog. You’re welcome, Jackie.

I was feeling pretty freaking good at this point and was drinking some silver bullets.  At one point during Jackie’s run Sam parked us Jurassic Park style while I encouraged runners who were passing by in the pitch dark.  As I asked Jackie how she was doing she replied that, “this hill sucked a dick.”  AOR brings out the truth.  Even with the inclines she pushed through the tough leg and finished with only a few choice words.

This was a picture of the sunrise.

This was a picture of the sunrise.

The next set of 3 legs was Sam, Chad, and Nikki running out and backs by Boonsboro.  There is really not much to say because not much happened.  I ate a $3 piece of shitty pizza while CK4 ate some Sloppy Joes.  Sam tried to get some sleep in the gym while I tried to get some shut eye outside on the asphalt.  A few others slept in the van but I don’t think I slept for more than 45 minutes.  Sam popped in the van at 1:30 am and we drove off to Shepardsville, WV.

Aside from CK4 using some expert negotiations, a wiley 360 spin move, and some chatter to get a van to move out of our van’s way so we could leave, not much happened.  I ate a $1 bagel from the boy scouts which I paid $3 dollars for because I’m a nice guy and got ready to run my 3rd leg.

 

3rd Set of Legs

This was taken with a high speed / slow motion camera.

This was taken with a high speed / slow motion camera.

My 3rd leg was 8.6 miles and straight along the Potomac.  It was 3am and pitch dark.  This leg sucked.  I probably passed 15 runners which kept things moderately interesting but it was me and my head lamp for 59 minutes.  I handed off to Krista who had the same run for 6 miles and agreed it was equally bad.  This is where the relay started to get interesting.

Jackie was hurting from her last leg and was put in the spot of running when she would have loved to find a feather bed to sleep in.  She gutted through her leg and had a mini-meltdown where she was “never running again.”  Sam was next and finished his leg as Stortz’s do.  Now the fun begins.

Clouds are exciting.

Clouds are exciting.

With 16 of our 18 legs done we sent Nikkii on an 8 mile trek.  Major props to Nikkii for completing leg 6 but this leg was more than she could chew.  This was supposed to be the hardest leg for the #5 runner (CK4) who managed to switch with Nikkii.  With Nikkii on her run. our van was presented with the situation where one of runners was not wanting to run his 8 miles.  We talked it over and tried to divvy up his miles but the skin under my nuts was chafing so bad that I was in no shape to run and others were not exactly enthusiastic to take on more (Krista and Sam did volunteer).  We had to drive 20 minutes away to pick up Nathan who was going to help Chad run his miles.

In the end we let Chad leave 30 minutes before Nikkii finished and picked him up an hour later by switching him with Nathan.  It wouldn’t be a story unless a big, brown, barking dog didn’t attack Chad as he was running his leg.  If we could all lead such adventurous lives.

 

Finishing AOR

Real life tired.

Real life tired.

We handed off to the second team at around 9:30 AM on Saturday and Van 1 headed back to the Wharf area.  We weren’t able to check in to the hotel so we got some breakfast and pondered giving the hotel clerk a stunner.  I have to add that watching our crew cross the streets with only 15 seconds on cross walk intervals was hilarious.  At around 12:30 pm they let us into a room and we showered up and headed to the Wharf to watch our team finish.

Van 1 at the Wharf after finishing the relay

Van 1 at the Wharf after finishing the relay

We found parking with some of my nifty driving and smuggled some Coors lights into the party area.  I got a hot tip from Krista’s grandma and put $50 bucks on American Pharoh in the Derby who ended up winning me $140.  The Wharf had the beer situation handled this year and was overall a fun time with AWESOME weather.  Nathan’s interview with the AOR video crew was great as he never repeated her question as instructed.  I especially liked when Krista told the camera that her leg was horrible.  Cut.

We went back to the hotel and congregated while some people went home and others met up for dinner.  We spent the dinner making jokes at Chad’s expense and I realized that I was unbelievably tired.  At 9:30pm I fell asleep which negated the point of staying over in DC for the night.

Medals.

Medals.

I awoke at 7 am and we left shortly after.  After I caught a huge buzz off of a Starbucks coffee while driving I was an instant chatter box with millions of thoughts racing through my head.  The CK4 navigational aid app was tops.  We said goodbye to Chad and Nikkii, dropped the van off at Enterprise (Sam tarded out and left his door key), and I went on a 7 mile run to wrap up marathon distance in one single weekend.

This is truly a unique experience where you spend 30 hours in a van with 5 other people and run.  I remember someone asking me what they liked about AOR and I had difficulty answering.  I’ve since learned the answer to that question.  I love the running.  I love seeing the sunsets and sunrises and meeting new people and just enjoying the experience.  It only comes once a year and that’s probably enough, but I like doing it.

Also a big thank you to Nathan Relles for the hours of planning involved to run a successful relay.

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By | 2015-05-04T14:49:01+00:00 May 3rd, 2015|Running|3 Comments