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USATF XC Club National Championships
December 10, 2011 - Jefferson Park Golf Course - Seattle, WA
Before getting into the race experience recap (and for those that didn't read my pre-race post), I'll preface this by talking about the approach I had for this race in an effort to give you the full effect of my experience. It started less than two weeks ago when I booked my travel and actually decided I would be racing. Despite not having the training consistency I would normally want going into a national championship race, I knew there was much more I could gain from this experience than just a great race. With that said, if any of you have debated attending this race, I strongly suggest throwing out any doubts you have and make the trip whenever possible. This was my fifth time attending this championship event and it continues to be one of the best experiences of my yearly schedule. Once I reminded myself of this and committed to racing, I allowed myself to start thinking about it as more than just a fun experience and approach it as a real race, at least on the mental side of preparation. You really don't have any other choice in this type of field because if you don't give it the proper respect, you'll struggle to survive the demanding task and find yourself in the finishing chute wondering what just happened. I allowed myself to make an estimate of what a good-great race would be at this time. With not much more than a gut feeling after years of gauging my own fitness, I came up with 32:00 and top 100. I only half believed I could do that, but stuck with it mostly because anything further back would be difficult for me to accept, even if it was where my fitness was at.
In typical pre-race fashion, the anxious excitement and nervousness started once I finished my work responsibilities for the week and began the travel to Seattle. Not yet thinking about the race itself, but just priming the body with the nerves of knowing that a big task was getting close. I had a late flight into Seattle on Thursday and got to the hotel around midnight. This made for a quick time change adjustment and allowed me to sleep in easily the next morning. Friday was a traditional pre-race day that didn't involve many activities, any of which were catered around the task of getting to the race venue, allowing a preview of the course which would soon play host to this demanding task I was there to do. I would go to the course in the afternoon with some of my former teammates, so we spent a good portion of the morning in the Pike Place Market with a relaxing breakfast looking over the Sound and casually wandering through the famous fish market.
Still feeling very relaxed, I went to Jefferson Park in the afternoon to conduct the almost necessary and very beneficial task of jogging the race course. Nervous excitement continued to build as I ran the course in it's 10 kilometer entirety. Still not letting myself think too much about the race itself and the grueling demands that were now only hours away. This time spent on the course was intended for learning all I could about the course, also gauging how the body was feeling, and maybe allowing small segments of visualization in preparation for decisions that could certainly come up in a race situation. Decisions that when dealt with appropriately could produce a great race. Likewise, the cumulative poor decisions could take that great race away from you. Such seemingly small things such as how you might come into a sharp turn in a dense pack, where you might benefit from a surge, what the surface would be like after several thousand footsteps had traveled the same narrow track, and dozens more of the like. All of this done in addition to making a few mental cues that you could reference in the race to remind yourself of what you're there to do. For those that haven't put themselves to this kind of a test, you may think it impossible to forget what the task is while you're actually doing it, but 10,000 meters is a long way to tolerate the necessary discomfort which can often make you forget what you're there to do. In some sense, it may even be a defense mechanism in your mind, one that competitive runners benefit from ignoring. These kinds of lapses are the most common cause for post race regret. Something none of us want to deal with, but every one of us have in our careers. As I finished with this very important pre-race ritual, I then forced myself to stop thinking about all those things and not give in to the adrenaline that was beginning to spread through my body. It was much too early for that. The rest of the evening was spent with friends and old teammates, fully enjoying the buzz that surrounds an event like this and keeping the mind busy, only half remembering that task that was getting closer and closer. This pre-race regimen was something I haven't done a lot of lately, but after many years of racing and figuring it out, I had no trouble managing the nerves and emotions to the extent that would give me the greatest benefit come race time. With that, I had no trouble getting to sleep that night and woke up knowing I had done it all right.
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My legs were getting weak but I could see the final straight away that would soon reveal the finish line. With a big exhale, I put my head down and stepped hard in that direction off the last turn. It was at that point I quickly felt a different sensation. The general tightness and fatigue in my legs were becoming more focused on one side. Almost like a pinching sensation, I felt the back of my right hamstring starting to snag. Each following extension would cause it to catch a little sooner and the resulting sharp pain would get more localized. "DAMN IT!" ...I'm not sure if I actually said it out loud or just in my head, but it was certainly a realization that I would not be finishing this race the way I had planned. I quickly let the guys I was previously battling with to pull away. I was checking each step to measure the situation appropriately. The more aware I became of what was going on, the more I slowed down. I don't think I had slowed down as much as it seemed, but the fight for position was over and I was letting my leg dictate the pace. This would bring that coasting into a moderate jog over the last 300-400 meters. Just covering ground as effortlessly as I could, while trying to pay little attention to the 20-30 runners that passed me in that short distance.
Official Finish - 32:29 / 129th Place
I crossed the line feeling pretty depleted and bummed that I wasn't able to drive to that finish line the way I really wanted to ...the part that really makes you remember you're in a race. I estimated I could have been right at or under 32 minutes and right around 100th place, considering who I was with at 500 to go. This would have matched my expectations almost exactly. As disappointing as it seems and as much mental energy as I put into racing well, I actually feel like I dismissed this disappointment pretty quickly. I instead thought that I was smart to pull back on the reins and had hoped it was enough to save myself from a more severe injury. I slowly made my way through the finishing area, patting a couple select guys on the back and acknowledging their great efforts on the day, eventually making my way to the medical area. I wasn't sure if they would help me or not, but the injury was now making itself more known and revealing that it needed attention. And I figured it could hurt to ask them. I was very happy and fortunate to receive help right away from Alison Gillespie of The Seattle Sports Med Clinic. She worked on the hamstring for a good 20 minutes and reassured me that I was "going to live"! She had great bedside manner, which helped keep me from feeling sorry for myself. So thank you, Alison for all your help and thank you to The Sports Med Clinic for being there!
The walk back to the starting line was both cold and long with my leg wrapped in ice and nothing more than my race uniform on. Luckily I wore gloves and arm warmers, which helped (Thanks Saucony!). As I made the trek of about 600 or so meters back to the tent area, I saw many guys finishing their cool downs and glancing over to me with a look of concern and pity while I hobbled along. I never like that kind of attention and in most cases just avoided eye contact. But for my friends that would say something, I just assured them I was fine and it was no big deal. As much as I just wanted to get warm again, I couldn't help but stop to see friends along the way, friends like Kim and Drew who have supported me so much on the day and through this year. I had also just found out Brie had won the race (since I didn't see the finish), so I congratulated her on a great day as well, knowing I wouldn't get to see her later on. Though I couldn't tell who everyone was on the course, I was very flattered by the amount of encouragement I heard during the race as a mid pack runner in that field. Don't get me wrong, it's probably the deepest field I've ever been in so mid pack was nothing to be ashamed of. But you know what I mean. Maybe it was just the same few people that happened to hit every spot on the course, but it definitely made me race better and made the experience that much more enjoyable!
I held onto a little bit of disappointment from the race and of course some concern for the injury, but it didn't keep me from enjoying the rest of the day. The event organizers put together a great Awards Ceremony and After Party that was one of the most well attended I've seen and I know just about everyone had a great time with it. Overall, the weekend gave me everything I was looking for and I am very grateful for having the opportunity to experience it with such a great community of runners and just a great group of people in general. I might be slightly biased, but I can't think of a better community of people to be around. That's probably why this event is so successful.
In conclusion, congratulations to Jon Grey and Brie Felnagle, McMillan Elite and TeamRogue! Thank you to USATF, Runnerspace, Michael Scott, and many others that added so much to the event coverage. I definitely suggest watching the race video (14 minutes gets you to where I finish but the video shows every finisher). They did a great job with it (women's race as well), using multiple camera shots and being at key split markers. Thanks to Kevin and Chris for all that work!
Event Coverage on Runnerspace
Results on USATF
Photos by Michael Scott (on Facebook)
Stay tuned for more updates and thanks for all your interest (for me and the sport).