From the Back of the Pack
I might always be in the back of the running pack, but I'm addicted to it! When I miss more than a day it affects my energy, attitude, and the rest of life in general! I have had a lot of "character" building runs in the deep snow, extreme nose hair freezing cold, ankle high rain, and gale force winds over the past twenty five years and find some of those days to be the most peaceful rewarding outings of all! I'm one of those runners who is slow and steady, but goes forever and ever without ever getting tired.
June 15, 2010: Aqua Fest 10k
Ok...I thought...a 10k trail race on a Tuesday night at 6:45 in the rain ...in Rice Lake Wisconsin...who my age would possibly go there that is fast...I should go...I'd have half a chance slogging and placing for once! So...Laambeaux and I headed out...
It was a wee bit longer drive to the Tuscobia Trailhead than I had thought...when we got there it was still raining lightly and they had little ez up's for us to stand under...
The race director was totally awesome with his communication and friendliness...I was impressed...the registration went very smoothly too...the price was sure right...only $13 preregistration and either $10 without a shirt day of or $18 with a shirt! The shirts were neat looking too...bright red with silver lettering!
I registered, went to my car to put my running stuff on and discovered I had forgotten the socks I planned to wear...oh well...the other ones worked ok...
Prior to the 10k there was a 1/2 mile kids fun run which was very cute and had quite a few excited little ones participating in it!
As people were lined up for the 2 mile and 10k which started together, the race director was giving out instructions and the first clap of thunder was heard...he gave a slight look of concern, then continued giving instructions and the runners were off...
He was kind enough to let me start 5 minutes after the rest of the runners to avoid Laambeaux tangling with the feet of others..
As we started, the rain became torrential and the thunder more frequent it continued until mile 5 or so...I think this will go down as my 4th scariest character building event in the history of my athletic events.....the course was a mix of puddles, some gravel in spots, grass, and some mud...pretty good footing overall though...it was a flat course or kinda slight uphill on the way out with one big up and downhill during the first and last mile. The miles were marked and there were two water stops that we hit on the way out and back again.
My pace was decent for me considering the conditions...I could breathe for once and until the last two miles my butt issue was not painful! My time was not reflective of the pace due to one extra long Laambeaux pit stop, a very interesting dead squirrel on the path that needed some serious canine investigating, and a few water stops.
After the race there was nothing to eat at all that I could find, awards did happen fairly quickly though, I discovered that my age group unfortunately was what appeared to be the largest one of all...the other runners were very friendly before and after the event...one guy even ran it pushing a baby jogger...that was tough on the mushy wet trail!
Ok men...time to skip to the next paragraph...or it will be TMI for most...it was raining so hard that I actually had to pull my running skirt up a few times because it was so waterlogged despite the wicking fabric...and to my horror, the feminine hygiene product I began the race with was absolutely nowhere to be found when I finished up...I have to wonder if it slid down my leg or just got waterlogged and plopped out onto the trail??? Embarrassssssing?????
Ok men ...you can read again... I decided to leave shortly after I finished because I felt like a wet sponge ...and so I could drive in what daylight remained...about 3 miles from the race I saw a large deer in the road...for whatever reason, I did not stop or honk...I just ended up hitting it!!! I felt horrible and this is the first time I've EVER hit a deer even though I have been awfully close many times. I hit it's hip or butt and it continued into the weeds on the other side, my thoughts were not about my car or myself...just about the poor deer....I did not see it again...I think maybe subconsciously I didn't brake because of the wet roads... I called the police because I had no idea of what to do when you hit a deer...the dispatch woman was really nice and told me her daughter had just called her because she also ran the race I did...that's small town for ya! The pictures of the minimal damage to the car and of the soggy race will hopefully be posted here by Kris soon as I have no posting abilities!
I think if a group wanted to go do this one next year I'd do it again...otherwise it's just too far to drive for a 10k and a shirt! Very cute, well organized, cheap event !!!