After hearing positive reports, and wanting to support race
director and all-around awesome person Luke Nelson, I signed up ran the Scout
Mountain 60K. I was able to put in a consistent two month block of training in advance of this early season race, consistently running 40 mile weeks on top of a
steady diet of skiing on the weekends.
Race day was decidedly average. I started off at the front
of the pack, and even led the race for a few minutes in the meandering terrain
of the first few miles. I stuck to a
moderate pace as the first climb steepened, and was decidedly passed by two
guys (who would finish first and second). The racing itself was fairly
uneventful, as I would not see anyone for the next 40K. I pushed the first two dowhills a bit, rolling
into the 20K aid at 2:30, just a few minutes before the 35K race started. I settled into the long climb to Scout
Mountain at a slow and sustainable pace, and was immediately passed by about
twenty 35K racers. I held the pace all the way to the top. My left hamstrings
had been tight on the climb up Scout, and I started having a few twinges coming
off the top of Scout, and was forced to take it easy on the steep
downhills. I was able to pick it up as
the grade steepened and maintain a steady pace to the Mink Creek Aid, but I suppose
this was the low point in the race, since I also belly flopped on the trail and
ran out of water.
The final 10K took about 10 minutes longer than I had hoped
for. I was now in a large group of 35K runners, and fell into a predictable
pattern of passing people on the uphills and watching them run away on the downhills. I had a few twinges in my right quad on the
climb out of Mink Creek, which kept me from pushing the uphills. I was also passed
by the eventual 3rd place 60K runner, and absolutely smoked by the
eventual 100K winner. Soon enough I was
grinding out the final downhill, crossing the finish line in 6:48, 13 minutes
off the lead and course record. This was
a new course, however, and a strong runner could probably push the course time
well under 5:30. The rest of the day was
spent sitting, eating, and sleeping.
So how do I feel about the race? OK, I guess. I was fairly successful meeting my goals for the race, but there is certainly room for
improvement. I could have
started just a touch slower, and I think I should have held back a bit more on
the first two downhills. Many things went well. I didn’t feel like I was on the verge of straining my calves or
quads, didn’t have any digestion issues, never felt like I was boiling over on the uphills, didn’t
really have any low patches, and didn’t have any temperature regulation/chafing/blister/general
surprise problems.
Similar to past races, I lost the most time by far on steep
downhills, where impending cramps force me into a very conservative pace. Also,
my closing speed was not great. Perhaps both of those weaknesses will improve
with ongoing strength work, fiddling with the most efficient and sustainable
stride, amassing running volume throughout the summer, and more conservative
downhill running in the first half of the race. Also, I was relatively slow on
the uphills compared to past races. I am
not sure if this is a result of consciously trying to keep the uphill pace in
check, or if I am losing uphill speed.
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