The morning started out with a super early 4:30am alarm,
thankfully my friends Denise and David let me crash in their hotel room the
night before or I would’ve been on the road to the race by 4am! As we were
settling into the morning routine, water, bathroom, getting dressed, I realized
that I FORGOT one very important item of clothing (I’ll let you guess what it was)!!!
I was completely freaking out and did not know what to do, thinking “THIS is
NOT a good way to start race day morning... AT ALL!!” Thankfully, Denise talked
me down and convinced me that with the generous time limit at the race I could
slow down my pace (HA! I was planning on going slow anyway) and that the lack
of this clothing item was not a big deal.
We got dressed, I packed two mini bagels with peanut butter
and we headed out the door to drive to the shuttle location. We arrived at the
commuter parking lot at 5:40 am and were on the shuttle heading towards the
start by 5:50 am. I have to say, the
marines run a tight and efficient ship and we were at the runners village by
6:00 am. I said goodbye to Denise and
David and headed off to find my running buddies John and Paul. As soon as I found them we headed into the
Montclair Tabernacle Church which generously opens their doors to the runners
on race day morning. It was nice to have
a warm (even though it really wasn’t super cold) place to hang out before the
race and not have to sit in the grass for an hour.
After about 45 minutes in the church we headed out to the
start line (this race is very informal and everyone just lined up wherever they
could squeeze in), they sang the national anthem and we were off. I am coming off of a pretty painful hamstring
injury after ignoring it for two months while training for, and running, New
York and have only been cleared to run for about a month now. My PT told me that I needed to take it easy, avoid
running big hills and add my mileage back in slowly... I’m a runner; I don’t
follow advice very well. Because I did
not have a lot of time to properly train for this race (I went from 1mile to 3
to 4 to 6 and my longest run post-injury was 8.7 miles the week before), the
plan for this race was to finish, collect our “golden ticket” for entry into
the Marine Corps Marathon and leave happy and healthy (SPOILER ALERT: All that happened).
The Start Line! |
Miles: 11.03
(17.75K)
Water Stops:
Approximately miles 2, 4, 6 & 8 (they only had water on the course this
year, not sure about other years).
Elevation Gain: 250 (some) feet.
We settled into a very slow 2 minute run/1 minute walk
knowing that we could beat the 20 minute mile cutoff even if we walked. I’ve heard that in past years the weather for
this race has been miserable (I witnessed the miserableness last year when
cheering our friend Rachel at the finish line – it rained for the entire race),
this year it was HOT and super humid.
Training in the DC area, you become accustomed to this humidity during
the summer when your runs feel more like swimming through soup. However, we get a little reprieve during the
winter months and it’s just enough time to get unaccustomed to the
humidity. This makes for a painful time
when you try to run in the forest, after not really running for a few months; hence
why I wasn’t prepared with all of the running “essentials” that I needed that
day. Mental note: Leave a full running
outfit in the car from now on.
The first three to four miles or so are the only significant
downhill portions you will run during this entire race, that’s not to say there
aren’t any uphill potions but the rest of the race after you enter mile four
seems like it’s entirely uphill. The
first two(ish) miles and the last two(ish) miles are on a gravel road (think
the big stone gravel, not the itty bitty gravel) and this is not friendly if
you step wrong, just ask John who twisted his ankle a bit when he stepped wrong. Around mile 3 you enter the paved part of the
race and its smooth concrete until about mile 9.
Seriously? Where's the hill? |
After mile 5 we resorted to a more laid back approach to the
race, it became a run when we want to and not stress if we don’t. The hills were starting to bother me and my
legs were complaining about the lack of hill work and the lack of training in
general before the race. We were still well under the 20 minute mile cutoff and
we knew that even if we walked the entire rest of the race we would still make
it to the finish line before we were swept.
This made it a lot easier to just focus on the task at hand: get that “golden
ticket” and bypass the lottery for the 42nd Marine Corps Marathon.
Around mile 9 is when things started to get
interesting. We departed from the nicely
smooth paved path back onto the gravel road that we had entered the park on. Remember the downhills I mentioned at the
beginning? We were beginning to see them
again only as uphills. I’m pretty sure
that I remarked around this time that I did not remember them being as steep
when we were running down them but they were probably the toughest hills of the
entire race (for me). My legs were
tired, my hamstring was complaining (although pain isn’t the way I would
describe what was happening, sometimes I can just feel my hamstring, I’m not
sure if that will ever stop but I’ll take it over the pain any day), I was hot,
sweaty and ready to have that golden ticket in hand. When we passed the mile 9 marker we were told
that it was “kinda in the wrong place” and we actually had less than two miles
to go. I’m not sure if that was a lie,
but it was definitely a lie when the same two guys told us that we would be
done with the hills after the one we were on.
I suppose that it gave us something to look forward to, but the
disappointment was huge when we came to the bottom of another massive
hill. About half way up the next hill,
we were told again that there were no more hills after the one we were on; I
didn’t listen I couldn’t tell you if there whether there was another hill after
that one or not (all the hills started running together). I can tell you that I knew at that point that
we had about a mile and a half standing between us and the golden ticket and I
was starting to get really excited to finish the race and get some food!
Photo Courtesy: Paul This was the top of the final hill |
Finally around mile 10.75 (ish), you leave the park... Hallelujah!!
Once you leave the park, you leave the gravel behind for the pavement
again. It’s just a smooth, paved, flat
quarter mile to the finish line.
Photo Courtesy: John Haha the boy marine was distracted! |
All in all, I would say that this is a good race. After running two other Marine Corps Races I
would say that the 17.75 is the most laid back (yet, still well organized)
Marine race that I’ve done. Will I do it
again? Depends on whether or not I can register fast enough next year!
DONE!! Access Granted! |
Have you run this race? I would love to hear your thoughts.
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