Night Running

This weekend I had the new experience of trailrunning at night! A friend of mine, Ellen, (of the Image Lake adventure) is going to pace a runner at Cascade Crest, and I’m training for my first 100 miler. Neither of us had trail run at night before, and we figured it probably shouldn’t be a new experience on race day. ūüėČ

We chose an area we know well from all of our runs with the High Heel Running Group – Cougar Mountain. There’s a 7 mile loop we know and decided just to stick with that a few times. At 8:20pm, with the sun setting, off we went into the woods.

Only pic of this adventure, since, you know, it was dark.

 I can’t speak for Ellen, but it definitely felt a bit weird to go out on the trails at that hour. My mind was experiencing some cognitive dissonance with wanting to train and not wanting to get up close and personal with an elusive PNW predator of the ursine or feline variety. I’m used to running in my Seattle neighborhood in the dark, but I’m not worried about the threat of bear or cougar there (just creepy transients.) ūüė¨ Anyway, we kept up a steady stream of chatter, and that definitely helped my comfort level.

At the end of our first loop, we were merrily running along until… crash, down I went. Caught my toe, belly flopped, and skidded on the trail, again

I’ve got to keep my reputation of grace in action going, lol. Thankfully no real harm done except some scrapes, so onward!

During the second loop we both started to get sleepy. <yawn> It was definitely past our bedtimes, and while we needed to stay fueled, neither of us felt like eating much at that hour. We continued to tick off the miles, though. Before we knew it we were near the end, and it surprisingly started to pour rain on us. (It hadn’t rained in Seattle for 55 days, so the rain was very welcome.) We ended our run at 12:30am, and we both felt pretty good about our accomplishment. During both races we’ll be spending many more hours in the dark, but this run gave us a good taste of it. No one slipped on a slug or had to wrestle trail snacks from a bear, so I call that a win!

Night running takeaways:

-Always bring an extra light source and batteries. (We had an issue with one of our three sources, so something to keep in mind for the future!)

Pick up your damn feet. (Seriously, Ana, pick up your feet.) Depth perception is way off with the limited light source so pebbles look like boulders, and gnarly roots look smooth and flat.

-Talking helps with the nervousness of being out in the dark – even if it’s just nattering on about something inconsequencial. (I happen to be decent at this skill…just ask my friends, lol.)

Happy day or night trails, everyone!

Sunrise to Mystic Lake

You guys, today was THE BEST. Taking a personal day from work to go run in the mountains?¬†Highly recommended. My friend, Heidi, was crewing for two of her friends running the Wonderland Trail in three days (!!!), and she asked if I’d be interested in a run at Mt. Rainier National Park.

You know, meh.

I love that park, so YES, I was totally game. We settled on running from the Sunrise Visitor Center along the Wonderland Trail to Mystic Lake and back. It’s nearly 20 miles, with some elevation, but nothing crazy or too technical.

Ready to run!

We headed out at 8am from the Visitor Center (also with another friend, Wendy, who was doing a little less mileage due to recovering from an injury.) There were hardly any people out on the trails yet, and that’s my favorite time of day. The first part of the trail I’ve seen a number of times, but it’s still beautiful, and with all of the wildflowers and scenery, we stopped for photos often. Nobody complained. ūüôā

A little hazy from fires in BC, but still beautiful.

We couldn’t get over all of the flowers!

In addition to seeing wildflowers, we also saw some wildlife! My favorite was a pika on an early rocky section. He was dragging what appeared to be a chunk of bush with him, and he paused in the middle of the trail, like he was trying to camouflage himself. We laughed, but he ran away before we could snap a photo. We also saw six marmots in the morning! I’ve only really seen them sunning themselves on rocks, but these fellows were very active, and running around a lot (looking derpy and cute.)

Hey buddy!

Around Skyscraper Pass (there’s a spur trail to Skyscraper Mountain) we encountered a patch of snow! It was very welcome as the day was already heating up, so we dropped some in our hats – very refreshing.

After this, we headed down into the forest and started to go down, down, down. At this point it dawned on us we’d have to come back up, but that’s a concern for a few hours later! We began to meet plenty of backpackers on the trail, and everyone likes to talk routes and destinations – the language of the trail. ūüôā Here Wendy begrudgingly turned around, in deference to her healing injury, but it was great to have had her company for awhile!

So. Much. Lupine.

Heidi and I shared fantastic conversation today, which made the beautiful miles melt away. At one point we got on the topic of whisky, and she asked great questions, and I very happily told her much of what I learned from our Scotland trip last year. Besides running, whisky is my favorite topic (if the title of the blog wasn’t a clue!), and I was thrilled she was interested to learn about it (or at least appeared to be, lol.)

Mt. Rainier ūüôā

Then we came to a roaring creek (maybe Winthrop Creek?) that was full of murky snow melt in a hurry. I was very grateful for the sturdy log bridge!

This looked more intimidating in person, I promise!

The remainder of the miles to Mystic Lake were mostly pleasantly shaded. We stopped there for a snack and observed that the bugs were out in force. So bring bug spray if you’re headed that way.

Mystic Lake

Our way back went quickly. It had definitely warmed up, so we were sweating buckets. Anytime we encountered a stream, we soaked our hats and bandanas in to cool off. Also visibility was terrible due to smoke from the fires in British Columbia, but thankfully it didn’t seem to bother our breathing at all.

Can a place be too idyllic?

I will also say that snow wrapped up in a bandana around the neck is¬†heavenly, and snow dropped down your sports bra is equally refreshing. At least on an 83 degree day. ūüôā

Snow is the BEST on a hot day.

All smiles for a great day!

Obligatory shot of dirty shoes!

We had a blast today, and I’m so grateful Heidi invited me to join her on this run. I absolutely love casual long runs like this one where I can truly enjoy the scenery, and today was perfect. I’ve now completed roughly 26 (of the 93 total) miles of the Wonderland trail, and can’t wait to explore more of it!

Pacific Crest Trail 50K

This past Saturday I ran a wonderfully casual Pacific Crest Trail 50K that’s part of a training weekend for Cascade Crest 100. However, many folks running it were doing it just for fun or general training (like myself), and not specifically in preparation for Cascade Crest.

It’s a point to point, so we carpooled to the trailhead at Tacoma Pass, and headed north on the PCT to Snoqualmie Pass. There were roughly 30 of us on the trail, following the PCT blazes.

Why hello there, Rainier!

I’ll admit that in the beginning I felt out of place. Everyone seemed to be super experienced, and know each other. However, in the first few miles, I settled into a steady pace with a lovely woman named Doerte. Her husband was one of the guys organizing the race, and he was the sole proprietor of two (very welcome) mini aid stations. Doerte was incredibly nice (as was everyone else), and I really enjoyed chatting for nine-ish miles with her. We covered all of my favorite topics – races, cats, travel, etc. (Note to self – look into small trail races in Germany… they have cake at the end!!)

Loving the lupine!

We rolled into the 11 mile aid station, and she ended her run there due to a nasty blister. I was sad she couldn’t continue, but so grateful for her cheerful company in the beginning! She set me at ease, and I was looking forward to the rest of the day. I left the aid station in good spirits.

I never tire of seeing Tiger Lilies on the trail

I was alone for a few miles, and feeling good as I hit some very runnable sections of trail and got in a groove. As it got rockier, I was just about to blast some tunes so keep my mojo going, and I heard a voice behind me. A new running partner – Joe! Joe is an experienced ultrarunner and great company. Lots of stories, and he kept me pleasantly distracted on some slightly more technical trails.

Thanks for the picture, Joe!

Before long, we reached Mirror Lake. It was very pretty, and I adore the color of alpine lakes.

Mirror Lake

At this point, we met up with a couple (Ryan and Genia) who had just taken some time for a swim in the lake to cool off. We headed out together and they cruised right along. We swapped race stories and I enjoyed the challenge of trying to keep up with them (it didn’t last, despite their best efforts to slow down for me, lol.)

Genia at the top of a pretty stretch of trail

We ran into the 22 mile aid station, with Mike smiling from a camp chair and chilled beverages and snacks at hand. (Cold grape juice is really good on a hot afternoon run, FYI.) We didn’t have too far to go now, so onwards! I’m glad we were able to refill our water when we did because it was definitely warm. Every patch of shade was momentary bliss.


Before too long, Joe and I came into an open meadow with a ski lift and I-90 in the distance. A lovely cruise down the trail, with a pause to admire the view, and we were done!

I thoroughly enjoyed cooling off in the South Fork Snoqulamie River post-run

I really loved spending the day on a famous chunk of trail with some really wonderful folks that made the day go by quicker than I had expected. I didn’t fall (which is notable since I’ve taken two good spills in three weeks), so it was a success! I became acquainted with some lovely runners that I’ll hopefully see more of out there on the trails, and I got to enjoy wildflowers and mountain views. What more could you want?

Finishing time: 8:35

Elevation gain: 6,100 feet

Calories consumed: 1,000 calories (1 small pack of Tailwind, 1 ham and cheese roll up, 1/2 sweet potato/bean/rice burrito, 1 purple potato, 4 Glutinos, 1/2 sweet potato/apple baby food, handful of tortilla chips)

Image Lake via Miner’s Ridge Trip Report – 31 miles

WOW, what a fantastic day on a beautiful trail!

Spoiler alert – our view at the top!

My friend, Ellen, is training for her first 50 miler (yay!), and both she and I needed some big mileage for training purposes. She heard of this runnable route up to Image Lake, boasting great views, and it was exactly what we needed. 31 miles and 4,400 feet of gain? Sign me up.

It’s a 2.5 hour drive from Seattle (but totally worth the drive), so we started before 5:30am. The trail begins at the end of the Suiattle River Road.

Date… name… purpose? Awesome views, of course!

The first 9.4 miles is shaded, lightly rolling, and very runnable. We ticked off the miles quickly, and saw some charming campsites that were perfect for backpackers. (I took note for a possible future trip.) The vegetation was classic PNW – ferns and moss galore. There were some manageable creek crossings, and a few bridges over the bigger river crossings. Despite the early hour and lack of people in the area, the only wildlife we saw was a frog by a creek. (However, there was substantial odorous evidence of equines on the trail. ūüėČ )

Lovely way to start the day, no?

We saw about a dozen people in this section, and all of them appeared to be backpackers. One group was heading to Glacier Peak with climbing gear in tow, and said they were jealous of our small packs. Ah, well, it’s one of the perks of being a trailrunner! (Don’t worry, we still carried the Ten Essentials!) There are only a few turnoffs to other trails, so it was very easy to navigate. Before too long we were at the turnoff to head up to Image Lake.

Turnoff for Image Lake

Here the switchbacks up Miner’s Ridge began. They weren’t terribly steep, but it was a steady climb that didn’t really let up until the top. We joked that if we were in better shape we could have run up instead of powerhiking with occasional jogging, but hey, we can’t all be Kilian Jornet. Thankfully it was still mostly shaded, so we didn’t bake in the sun despite the increasing temperature. This area was even less populated than the Suiattle River Trail – we only saw a handful of people (who seemed shocked that we were running the whole thing in one day versus three-plus days of backpacking.) Our hard work on the ascent began to bear fruit of peek-a-boo views of Glacier Peak and the surrounding mountains. The flora began to change on this section as well, and we started to see Indian Paintbrush, Spreading Phlox, Tiger Lilies, Bunchberry, Lupine, and other wildflowers on the side of the trail.

A lone Tiger Lily


Once we reached the top of the ridge, we decided to take the optional side trip (less than a mile, roundtrip) to the Miner’s Ridge Lookout.

Lookout spotted

For anyone else hiking this trail – GO THERE. Ellen and I were both squealing with excitement at the stunning 360 degree mountain views.

Me, psyched to be here! (Picture taken by Ellen)

The lookout is a little rickety, but who cares when the view is this awesome?

We snacked while admiring the majesty of Glacier Peak, and then headed over to Image Lake.

It’s not very far, and you still see the mountains all around you on the way. The lake itself is in a little bowl, and quite small. It’s the beautiful turquoise of higher elevation lakes, with fragile-looking landscape surrounding it. There were still a few patches of snow around, but everything was mostly melted. The lake is fed by a few waterfalls, and here we filtered our water to refill our packs. It was wonderfully cold and refreshing! It was also a great test for my new MSR TrailShot which worked like a charm. We walked around the lake, and enjoyed the serenity. There were a few backpackers that were gloriously napping in the sun, but otherwise beautifully quiet at the lake.

Image Lake

We¬†really wanted to just hang out and lounge, but the return trip awaited us! The hard uphill work was done, so I was hopeful the trip down wouldn’t be too bad. We were really able to cruise the 5.5 miles down the switchbacks, especially since it wasn’t too steep. Ellen in particular was rocking it on the downhill. At one point, maybe a mile down, I caught my toe on something, and totally biffed it. I slid down the trail on my hands and knees. (Not a recommended mode of transportation down a trail, by the way.) When I finally stopped sliding I just started laughing. Clearly I am perfect example of grace in motion. <eyeroll>

Putting the first aid kit to use

Luckily, I was not seriously injured, and just had abrasions on my knees, shins, and a little bit on my hands. I was doubly lucky that Ellen was prepared with a stellar first aid kit (prepped by her husband – thanks, Mike!), so we took some time to clean me up. A long cut on my shin wouldn’t stop bleeding, so we utilized some gauze and an ACE bandage to keep it in place. Trailside medical ministration complete, it was back to the switchbacks!

Once we finished the switchbacks, we kept moving on the Suiattle River Trail. Even though the trail is runnable and lovely, it felt like forever to finish the 9.4 miles to get back to the trailhead.


Waiting for the elves to come out

I didn’t take many photos of this section since we had already run it, and we just wanted to be DONE.



It was a perfect day. We had beautiful weather, a VERY shaded and runnable trail, with the perfect payoff mountain view at the top. What more could you ask for?


A homemade reward for 31 miles completed!

A note about safety in the backcountry: since we were out in the wilderness for the whole day, we borrowed a friend’s¬†DeLorme InReach so our husbands could track us throughout the day, and we could send an SOS if need be. (Thanks, Jen!) Based on my experience with some concerned family during a similar adventure run a few years ago, we really wanted peace of mind just in case something happened. The InReach worked very well, and I felt much safer carrying it. Time to invest in one for myself, I think!

No, I’m not wearing socks with my sandals. LOL.

I feel incredibly lucky that I had the opportunity, health, and fitness to go explore a new area in the beautiful North Cascades. An unsupported run with a friend is a different challenge than the organized ultramarathons I typically run, but the things I absolutely love about them is the enjoyable company, lack of race-day stress, and beautiful views. These runs seem to renew my mind and spirit, and this trail was particularly inspiring. More of this, please!

Finishing time: ~9.5 hours

Elevation gain: ~4,400 feet

Calories consumed: ~1,300 (1 small pack of Tailwind, 1 small ham & cheese tortilla rollup, 1 small sweet potato/black bean/rice ‘burrito’, 1.5 very small potatoes, 1 sweet potato/apple baby food pouch, 1 Portable baked banana rice ball, 7 Glutino Oreos)

Last view of Glacier Peak!

Grand Teton and Yellowstone Half Marathon (Grizzly Double) Race Reports

What’s the Grizzly Double? Great question! It’s a pair of half marathons held by Vacation Races within a week of each other – Grand Teton Half Marathon and Yellowstone Half Marathon. I heard about these races from some of my friends in the High Heel Running Group (a fantastic trail running group for women in the Seattle area.) Anyway, Adam and I signed up for these races to use them as an excuse to get out to the two national parks for an early summer vacation. I’d never been to either park and was psyched for the opportunity! These races plus our Zion run-cation make it the year of National Park exploration. ūüôā

Additionally, Adam’s parents decided to join us for the first part of our trip, and his mom also ran the Grand Teton half marathon (her third race in three weeks, mind you!) It was really great to have them with us for this fun adventure.

Grand Teton Half Marathon

This race was much bigger than the races I normally run – about 2000 runners! It was also the first race I’ve done in ages without a hydration pack – what a luxury! Just a handheld with a few Glutinos in the pocket for mid-race sustenance. Despite it being June, it was quite a chilly start, but thankfully we warmed right up once the sun came over the mountains.

Just having run a 100K two weeks ago, this race felt wonderfully short in comparison! A half marathon is a very respectable distance, of course, but it’s all about perspective. Two hours running versus fifteen was fantastic. The only downside was that¬†I’d forgotten how running on the pavement feels… it’s definitely a little rougher on the skeleton.

Adam and I at the start!

The course itself wasn’t too remarkable in the beginning. We began outside of Jackson, and ran along the main highway for a bit until getting on a paved bike path. Despite the multi-wave start, it didn’t thin out until nearly three miles in, and then everyone had settled into their sustainable race pace.

After crossing over the very high Snake River, we saw one of my High Heeler friends, Ellen! It’s been awhile since I saw her, so it was great to catch up and discuss past and future running adventures. All of us sea level folks were feeling the elevation (~6,200 feet), but the race generally still felt good.

After six miles we turned down a new road and was treated to this very fine view…

The view alone is a reason to do the race!

As we ran along this road for the next six miles, the view of the Tetons continued to get better and better. If it weren’t for the mountains, it could have been a bit of a drag since you could see all the runners for miles ahead of you (that always seems to remind you how far you have to go.) Really, though, I couldn’t stop staring at the mountains!

After crossing a bridge over the Gros Ventre River, we crossed the finish line, which was at a golf course. Which also had an amazing view of the mountains.

Proud finishers with a stunning view!

After receiving our sizable and beautiful medals, we were handed a snack box…

Post race snack box

Pretty good treats!

Even though this was a “fun run” for us, and with an additional challenge of elevation, I was very pleased with our time: 2:08:33. After the race, we had a week of exploring ahead of us…

A Brief Hiking Interlude

We had a week between races, and so much to explore! The snow level at Grand Teton National Park was quite low, so it limited our hiking choices. However, we still managed to hike and explore all day everyday for four days!

One of my favorite shots from Grand Teton National Park

We also had our very first bear experience on the trail. Thankfully, he didn’t get pissed, and we didn’t get mauled. A win all around.

My we-didn’t-get-eaten-by-a-bear smile!

Then we spent three days at Yellowstone National Park, and what a unique landscape. I’ve never seen geothermal areas like that, and with such a uniform forest surrounding it. (Fun fact: 80% of Yellowstone’s forest is lodgepole pine.)

The Artist Paint Pots – one of my favorite spots in Yellowstone!

Yellowstone  Half Marathon

After all of our hiking in Grand Teton and Yellowstone National Parks, it was time for another half marathon! It wasn’t a road race like Grand Teton, but mostly trail. The course began in West Yellowstone and was mainly on a forest road in Gallatin National Forest. Some of it was fairly rocky, but no singletrack. A decent trail for road runners looking to make the switch to trails.

We didn’t get to the race start as early this time, mostly because it was¬†hailing when we left the hotel. (Again, it was June, lol.)¬†A very chilly start, with a bit of rain to start us off! However, since we’re Seattleites, it was really quite normal for us. ūüôā

I felt pretty good for the first few miles, despite the slightly higher elevation (6,700 feet.) I had intended on actually racing (versus “just running”) this half, and was feeling proud of how well I was handling the altitude. Annnnnd then at mile five we hit a hill. It wasn’t a huge hill (only 300 feet of gain), and it was stretched over a mile, so it was gradual. However, even little hills at elevation kill me. Where was all the oxygen? Who was holding a pillow over my face?? Oi. I started to feel a bit light-headed, so I walked a bit. Nothing like high altitude to keep your ego in check!

Eventually we began to go down, which was a welcome relief, but I had lost my racing groove. The trail got a bit rougher, and I was grateful for all of my previous trail experience. There wasn’t much for scenery, just endless lodgepole pine. Quite the opposite of the Grand Teton race, with the exception of this lovely river spot.

A pleasant scene for a brief stop

After mile 11 I started doing the race math in my head and figured I could still beat my Teton time, but only if I pushed. So… I pushed. Or tried. I dug in for what felt like a strong finish (and thankfully, no stomach pyrotechnics as a consequence!)

My finishing time on this race was 2:06:14. Only two minutes faster than at Grand Teton, but it was a more challenging race, so I earned every second!

At the end, we received the now familiar snack box, medal, and then an even bigger medal for doing both races. It is, hands down, the most impressive piece of hardware I’ve ever earned! (We guessed it could also be used as a bottle opener…or in a pinch, a weapon against marauding moose. It is¬†heavy.)

My High Heeler ladies and a few of our favorite men – all Grizzly Double finishers! ūüôā

The hardware!

These two races were very different, and I’m glad we had the opportunity to run both of them. Both were well organized with good swag (and the most detailed race guide I’ve ever seen.) Of the two, the Grand Teton race had better scenery, no question. (I’m a sucker for a good mountain vista.) But the parking and logistics of Yellowstone was a bit easier. Regardless, it was a¬†fantastic vacation with races bookending our enjoyment of some truly incredible national parks. I may have to check out more of these races in the future…

Sun Mountain 100K Race Report

Running from sunrise to sunset –¬†Rainshadow Running’s Sun Mountain 100K was quite an experience! This was a new distance for me, so I had a few…¬†okay…¬†A LOT of anxieties about it. Due to the very fine coaching of Jess Mullen, I knew intellectually that my body was ready. I really was feeling stronger than ever. But anyone who has run¬†ultras will tell you that the longer the race, the more your mind plays into your success (or failure.)¬†What if my hip pain flares up? What if¬†I can’t keep any food down in the heat? What if I can’t handle the extra mileage? What if a Sasquatch clubs me over the head and drags me away to its lair a la Wampa style in Star Wars: Empire Strikes Back?¬†Spoiler alert – none of that happened and it was a successful day. ūüôā

I ran the Sun Mountain 50 miler two years ago, so I was at least somewhat familiar with parts of the course. I knew to expect beautiful balsamroot, heat on the exposed sections, stunning mountain views, and a challenging out-and-back on Patterson Mountain. The 100K was two loops of the 50K course (which Adam was running that day), so at least I’d know what to expect for the second half of the race.

Sun Mtn 100K map

Course map from Rainshadow Running

First Loop

On race day, after a quick briefing by Race Director James Varner, we were off into the early morning light. Running in the mountains at 5:30am is a rare treat, truly. The beautiful scenery seems to be all your own, unspoiled, and the day is filled with possibility. The beginning of the course is very runnable in the woods and alongside Patterson Lake. The runners around me were¬†focused and moving along at a good clip (for an ultra!), and there wasn’t too much chatter (yet). Due to my nerves, it took me about an hour to calm my mind and really settle into the race. At about that time we began to get some beautiful peekaboo mountain views with the balsamroot facing the morning sun.

So much balsamroot!

I was moving along nicely, and doing my best to eat every 30 minutes in an attempt to get ahead of the inevitable calorie deficit. All was well so far! I whizzed through the Thompson Ridge aid station (mile 8.6) without needing to stop.

Then we hit some trails that were being heavily worked on… for mountain biking. I’m certain that¬†if I was a mountain biker, I would have appreciated the “upgrades”, but…eh, not so much. LOTS of bumps, banks, steep descents, some jumps and extra twists and turns. I’m sure it’s a blast on a bike, but as it was, it really broke up the groove for us runners. At this point, however, I was near a few folks, and everyone had settled and we began¬†to exchange names and race histories. Here I met Anne, Rebecca, and Kate, all from Portland. We had approximately 13 more hours left to go, so might as well get to know your neighbors! ūüôā

Next up was the Homestead aid station (mile 17). I stopped here to visit my drop bag to pick up a few things (and slather on some sunscreen on my pasty Seattle skin.) So far, I was feeling pretty good! I knew the next 14 miles would be the most scenic, but also the toughest in terms of elevation gain. After a pleasant and very runnable section we got to the Sun Mountain Lodge out and back. It was steep, and the trail was kind of a light obstacle course because the center of the trail was a bit washed out by runoff, and we also had to move aside for faster runners bombing down the singletrack.

I promise it was much steeper in person!

At the top of the hill, we continued on past the very comfortable looking Sun Mountain Lodge on to more singletrack for quite awhile until we found the “Runners Turn Around Here” sign. Anticlimactic, but a welcome sign nonetheless. On the way back, I encountered a grouse on the trail. Thankfully, it was not aggressive like the one from the Baker Lake 50K, but just trying to find some peace and quiet!

On the way back down, a quick stop at a drinking fountain by the lodge provided some exquisitely cold water to splash on my hat and arms and it was fantastic. I love how little things become extravagant luxuries during an ultra! The way down into the Patterson Lake aid station was very runnable and somewhat shaded. Another quick stop at my drop bag and I was on my way to another climb. This section has lots of bushes nearly overgrown on the trail, yet hardly any trees, so it’s a hot, steep, and scratchy section. Then we came to the out and back up Patterson Mountain! By this time I was with Stacy from Seattle and Brandon from Spokane. Lots of chatting kept our spirits up on this climb.

View from Patterson

Back down and I knew we weren’t far from the Start/Finish. Just about halfway done, so I¬†slapped on a grin for photographer extraordinaire Glenn Tachiyama!

Sun Mountain 100K

Photo by Glenn Tachiyama

There were loads of people at the Start/Finish, all cheering and clanging cowbells. It was the best, so thank you, spectators!¬†It was additionally awesome¬†because I actually PR’d the first 50K loop with a time of about 6:57! I was really psyched for that as I hadn’t felt like I was pushing very hard, but clearly had made good progress on the fairly runnable course. An hour ahead of the cutoff for halfway – yay!

Second Loop

After a quick stop, and some delicious ginger ale, I went back out with a smile on my face. I was feeling good!

That lasted for about a mile or two, lol. Then it got hot, and it sort of dawned on me that I still had¬†a marathon or so left to go. Again, intellectually I knew that, but my mind was yelling at me, “Wait! Where are you going?? You already got to the finish! Wtf?!” I got to the mountain biking section, which seemed like a great excuse for some walking. This was when my legs began to feel that deep muscle ache while walking or stopped that happens to me only during really long runs. I was a bit surprised (and pleased) that it took so long to kick in, but there it was. <waves> Hi there, old friend! I eventually got running again, which thankfully (and oddly) dulls the pain.

In true Rainshadow fashion, we went the “hard” route, lol.

I got to¬†the Thompson Ridge aid station, but this time instead of whizzing through, I stopped for a snack, some sunscreen, and a brief sit down and cheerful chat with the fabulous volunteers. Then… onward! From Thompson Ridge (mile 39.6) to Homestead Aid Station (mile 48), I was completely by myself. It was a lonely, lonely section. ¬†I thought about putting on a podcast, but really wanted to save that for truly dire circumstances (so not yet.) Just relentless forward progress would have to do!¬†I began to feel a¬†massive, knife-in-the-foot blister on the outside of my big toe. Considering the distance run, who’s surprised?¬†I was unsure of how to deal with it. I had no new socks, but I did have some slightly-too-big backup shoes for me at my Homestead aid station drop bag. Hmmm… However, when I reached¬†the aid station, I noticed that my toe no longer hurt, and that could only mean one thing. Pop goes the weasel, eh? ūüôā

Service berry, I believe?

It was wonderful to come into Homestead Aid Station to see a friend volunteering! Tamara and her husband filled my water, and gave me a cup of the most delicious ramen I’ve ever had. After some encouraging words, I shuffled on out. (I may also have used the porta-potty, not out of desperate bodily need, but merely so I could have an excuse to sit down for a minute, lol.)

This next bit became my toughest section. It was hot, but thanks to a well-placed cloud, not unbearable. Food was having less and less appeal because I was feeling nauseous, so I could only eat in small bites. Oddly, my Glutinos were not working for me this race, and boiled potato with salt was the big winner of the day. Typically Glutinos are my savior when my stomach gets wonky, but this is just more proof that every race is different!

I saw some (now) familiar faces going up the Sun Mountain Lodge out and back, but it felt very painful, lonely, and pointless. I tried focusing on the beautiful scenery… nope, not helping. I tried remembering my injury last summer, and how lucky and grateful I was to be running ultras again… and that helped a teeny bit. I tried giving myself a pep talk aloud, “Legs,¬†we’ve got this.¬†You’ve trained for this. It’s all fine.”¬†Then this cartoon popped into my head and made me giggle:

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Okay, so the wheels¬†weren’t¬†really coming off, so I had no need to be so melodramatic. But I was exhausted (shocker, I know), everything hurt (no way, Ana, after 50 miles???), and I just wanted it to be over. I’ve always struggled about 75-80% into a¬†race, and this time was no different. At one point I sat down at a fortuitously placed¬†bench, and another runner I’d met earlier, Stacy, sat down with me. I’d reached my typical low point where I’m a hairsbreadth away from bursting into tears¬†because of being so tired and sore, and I wonder why the hell I run crazy distances. It was Stacy’s first 100K as well, and she was feeling it too. After allowing ourselves the brief luxury of a sit down, and acknowledging our bodily pain, we agreed that it would absolutely¬†suck to be so close to the end (still 11 miles to go) and not finish. “I’d feel like garbage if that happened, wouldn’t you?” she said. “Yes, you’re right. I absolutely would. Okay… let’s do this.”

At the Patterson Lake aid station (mile 56) we sat down for a few minutes and I had as much of a snack as I could stomach. We were also treated to a wonderful distraction in the form of Riddick, the dog. He was very polite, cute as could be, and just wanted to play fetch! How could we say no to that little face?

Rainshadow always has the best aid station volunteers!

We were only 6 miles from the end! We had left the aid station 30 minutes before the cutoff, so knew we had it. We just had to endure one more big climb. We weren’t going fast (at ALL), but it all seemed to go a little quicker since we had each other for company. In every 50+ mile race I’ve done, I’ve always connected with someone in the last 15 or so miles, and the camaraderie between us has gotten us to the finish line together every time.¬†That’s one of the many¬†things I absolutely love about these races, and Stacy was “my person” for this race.

Climbing a ladder on tired legs is always an entertaining feat.

When we started up Patterson Mountain, I thought we needed some serious jams to get us up the climb – cue my running playlist that contains Lady Gaga, Michael Jackson, Beyonce, Adele, and Aretha Franklin (to name a few.) It got us up to the top. “I’m on the EDGE… of GLORY, and I’m hangin’ on a moment with you…”¬†

The view was amazing – alpenglow on the mountains on one side, with rays of light shooting into the valley on the other. STUNNING.

This view took my breath away. That, or the previous 59 miles. Stunning view, though, right??

3 miles to go! Down, down, down we went, trying to shuffle as fast as our battered feet would take us. We crossed the road, and then we were in the woods, with the daylight gone. We popped on our headlamps, and headed to the finish, listening for any sign of people.

“I see some lights!” We heard the announcer say. “What are your numbers??”

“45!” I yelled back, whooping. “And 22!”

We ran across the line, high-fiving Race Director James Varner as we went. Stacy had the¬†best response to finishing, “Oh, I’m going to have emotions.” ūüôā

All in all, it really was a great day. I had no catastrophes, and only the standard ultra challenges of light nausea, blisters, and tiredness. The course was exceedingly runnable, with very little in the way of technical trails. As always, the volunteers were fantastic, my fellow runners were great, and the views were amazing. What more could I ask for?

Some quick numbers:

Finishing time: 15:39:10

Elevation gain: ~10,000 feet

Calories consumed: ~1,500 (5 Glutino Oreos, 1 pouch sweet potato/apple baby food, 2 boiled red potatoes, 1 ham and cheese tortilla, 1/2 navel orange, handful of oyster crackers, cup of ramen, cup of ginger ale)

Zion National Park Runcation – Part 2

Last week we were lucky enough to be in Zion National Park for two days! (Read about our first day of adventures here.) Our first day included¬†a 20 mile run that was great, but took up a large portion of the day. Elevation, heat, and lots of photo-taking were all contributors to our slowness. I have absolutely no regrets about our run, however, it didn’t really allow us time to explore any of the other smaller trails or more “tourist-y” spots in the park.

Since we only had one more day, we decided to divide and conquer in the morning, and meet up later for other hiking. Admittedly, I may have “broken the boy” with that 20 mile run, so ever the man of moderation, Adam opted for a more relaxed second day. He¬†decided to explore the Riverside Walk, Weeping Rock, and Hidden Canyon while I ran on the West Rim Trail for a rough total of 12 miles. We chose a time to meet back at the Visitor Center, and off I went on my solo run!

The morning light in the canyon was magical, but also incredibly hard to capture.

The West Rim Trail begins at the Grottos Trailhead, and is the way up to Angel’s Landing. I didn’t go up to Angel’s Landing¬†because of my time constraint, and because we already got a great view of the canyon from Observation Point the day before. However, because of the popularity of Angel’s Landing, the trail was busier than I would have expected at 8:20am. I wasn’t able to run much of it because of the inherent steepness, but I pushed hard when I could. I got some remarks of, “You go girl!” and “Get after it!” Always nice to have encouragement on the way! This section of the trail is basically two main sections of switchbacks that go up, and up, and UP.

After less than 40 minutes, I was at Scout¬†Lookout where the Angel’s Landing trail continues on a very narrow fin of rock and the West Rim Trail splits off in the opposite direction. One group inadvertently followed me (they turned around after asking how to get to Angel’s Landing), but beyond that, no one was headed the my¬†way. Later I encountered a few backpackers on the way back out, and a trio of trailrunners (possibly doing the full Zion Traverse?)¬†I was looking forward to recapturing some of the solitude we had experienced the day before. Just me and nature, you know?

At this point, the trail still wasn’t terribly runnable, but I enjoyed¬†the super blue sky and early morning light on the unique rock formations.

No cairns today, but helpful signage instead!

Here the trail became slightly more runnable in sections as I went back down into a canyon. It also was roughly paved, not unlike the Observation Point trail from the day before. I looked this up later and it turns out that the trails are “paved” to prevent erosion. Kudos to those folks for the effort! (More information on how this was done can be found in this FAQ.)¬†The views at this point were fantastic. It was very quiet, but the beauty of the canyon walls and rock formations was simply¬†stunning.


This was probably my favorite moment and view of the day. ‚̧


The weather was sunny and in the 70s, yet look what I found in the shade…snow! And, sadly, no human targets for snowballs in the immediate vicinity (it does look odd to throw one at your own face, I suppose.)

Did not think I’d find snow in the desert.

After a few switchbacks in the shadow of the canyon, I realized that I was headed up onto the very beautiful canyon wall I had noted earlier. In all honesty, the trail really wasn’t too narrow, but with a sheer dropoff on one side, it FELT¬†narrow. (Yes, I do feel a bit wobbly with heights.) I may have started cheering myself on at this point: “You can do this. Just focus on the trail, and don’t look down.¬†Just look at the trail.

Totally confident. Yup.

After a few more of these hair-raising switchbacks, I finally made it to the flatter, runnable part! I was very excited about this, and was bummed that I would have to turn around soon. As the time ticked down to my self-chosen turnaround spot, I came upon another fantastic view. There was nobody here but me and the view. LOVE IT.

This picture does NOT do it justice, of course!

After a snack and reapplication of sunscreen, I got to enjoy running down all of those inclines I worked so hard getting up. I still stopped now and then to snap a photo of some of the lovely flora amongst all the rock.

I absolutely loved all the desert phlox I saw on the trails!

Once past Angel’s Landing, it was an absolute zoo of people. I already missed the solitude I found earlier on the trail! I hustled to the shuttle, and got swept up in the wave of tourist-y humanity heading back to the Visitor Center.

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It appears the GPS got a little confused on the trail, it’s still fun to see my running route!

I met Adam in the Visitor Center parking lot, and we shared lunch and quick synopses of our adventures. Now that we had planned on this time to hike together, what should we do?? The Narrows weren’t an option as it was closed, so we settled on starting with the Canyon Overlook Trail. It was a short trail outside of the main canyon, but gave some great views with fewer¬†crowds. It’s just east of the mile-long tunnel, and basically above the Great Arch. It was an interesting little trail, and one I’d definitely recommend.

Another tenacious tree, living on the edge of an amazing view!

After that, we learned from a ranger that you can hike off-trail, if you’re comfortable with it. It was an interesting option for us¬†as there weren’t any more established trails nearby. Adam became intrigued by an area down a ravine from the parking lot. I wasn’t too keen on the steepness of this non-trail, and it didn’t look that interesting to me, so I opted to stay in the car while he took 10 minutes to explore. After a few minutes he was back. “You’ve got to see this.” I thought he was joking, but he showed me photos of a little slot canyon that piqued my curiosity. So down we went! (I later learned this place is called Pine Creek Slot Canyon.)

Right before I decided my legs weren’t long enough and I had to wade in…

There were all sorts of interesting nooks and crannies that were fun to photograph (while ignoring the traffic noise from directly above, lol.) We didn’t get too far because after wading through the first pool, we came to an area where it became clear you’d need climbing gear to go further due to the belay points in the rock. (Okay, I had to wade through the first pool, but Adam’s long legs served him well and he stayed dry.)

Photography in action!

After this, our day was complete, and we drove back to Kanab full of sunshine and gratitude for our adventures.

Our second and final day in Zion National Park was FANTASTIC. Overall, we had an absolutely¬†wonderful¬†runcation, and this just reminded me how much I enjoy the unique beauty of the national parks in southern Utah. There’s so much more I want to explore there! It is definitely on¬†our to-do list for the future. So, if you have the opportunity, go there and run! (Or hike, whatever is your jam.) Enjoy it!

Zion National Park Runcation – Part 1

I realize¬†Seattle is notorious for rain, but it’s been far rainier¬†than normal this year. Even the born-and-raised Seattleites were being affected by the¬†gloom. From October to March, we only had three sunny days.¬†Three. To say that Adam and I were desperate for some sun and warmth is a gross understatement. Our remedy? A quick trip to Zion National Park!

We’d never been there before, but have previously enjoyed three other National Parks in Utah: Arches, Capitol Reef, and Bryce. We decided to make a runcation out of it. Okay, to be fair,¬†I¬†decided and Adam went along with it. ūüėČ ¬†My coach had recently run on the trails there, and gave us some great suggestions of routes to enjoy some miles and scenery.

A sneak peek of the scenery!

On our first day, we got up very early, and drove from Kanab to the East Rim Trailhead. It was a perfectly clear morning Рa little chilly in the shadows of the canyons, but the sun was rapidly rising to warm us up. Since we live at about 400 feet above sea level in Seattle, we felt the altitude (5,700 feet) as soon as we started running. Altitude training for the win!

The first bit of the trail was partially in the woods, and it was wonderfully quiet. For the next few hours, we only saw a handful of backpackers and no one else but a single mule deer, a few hummingbirds, and a multitude of lizards. Perfect solitude. After nearly an hour, we came to a small waterfall that dropped into a canyon. It was the first canyon view of many on this trail.

At this point, the trail leveled out¬†and we were¬†in what looked like a meadow, of a sort. (There was even a bit of actual grass!) Very runnable and pleasant. We took a short detour (okay, a wrong turn) and found a wildlife trail camera. I’m sure we’re not the only dopes that show up on their camera, but we made sure to wave at the rangers!

Waving to the rangers!

I checked the map, and realized we took the wrong trail. Back we went, and no harm done (or extreme extra mileage). We were up on the rim of the canyons, and after about two hours of running the trail began to go steeply downhill. More rocks, and less vegetation, which also meant a bit more sunshine.

Adam for scale in the awesome scenery.

After about three hours, we came to a place where the trail seemed to disappear and we had to hunt for cairns to find our way. Sort of like a scavenger hunt for the trail.

You see the trail, right?

At this point the stillness was broken with the sounds of people, and we came to a trail intersection. While enjoying a brief snack in the shade, I heard a loud drone sound. I looked up to see a hummingbird not two feet from my face, also enjoying a snack of his own. (From an Indian Paintbrush flower and not a Glutino cookie, though.) ¬†ūüėČ

At this intersection,¬†the East Rim Trail continues down into the main Zion Canyon that everyone knows and visits. However, we chose to join the tourists and took the other trail, which goes up to Observation Point. There is about a mile of switchbacks up to¬†Observation Point, and it was noteworthy because it was sort of paved. Judging by some of the signatures¬†in the broken concrete, it was “paved” with cement¬†around 1975. It was an interesting juxtaposition to have a paved trail and a cairn-marked trail less than a mile apart. Once you get up those paved switchbacks, there’s nearly a mile of flat before you get to the main viewpoint.

Observation Point is north end of the canyon and, as the name suggests, gives an absolutely stunning view of the canyon.

Wow. Just…wow.

After enjoying the view, taking a lot of photos, and having a snack, it was time to head back down.

Action shot with a view!

Due to beautiful views, the altitude, and the heat, our run ended up taking substantially longer than we had intended (hoped?) We brought two liters of water each, and knew we were going to run out before the end. Luckily, we brought our water filter with us, and even more luckily, Stave Spring was flowing. Hooray!

Yay for available water sources, no matter how small!

After filling up, we had just over an hour left to run, and most of it was a gentle downhill. Just what we needed! We finished at the trailhead with 20 miles on our feet. What a great day!

When you think you got a tan, but it’s really just trail dirt, lol.

The East Rim Trail is a great introduction to Zion’s charms without the crazy number of tourists that you encounter in Zion Canyon. I’m so glad this was our first trail in the park!

While the trail was mostly well-marked, I utilized the Trail Run Project app for a GPS map of this trail, and it worked beautifully! It provides a map of the trail, an elevation chart, and a blue dot of your location (most helpful when you get off course by a wildlife trail camera, for example.) I kept my phone in airplane mode until I needed to reference the map, and it was easy to turn it on to see where we were on the trail. Below is an example of a screenshot when we were on our way back.

A screenshot while using the Trail Run Project app.

I know not to rely on technology while out on the trails, but I’ll admit a¬†huge fan of apps like this. (I have no orienteering skills, so what good is a map if you don’t know where you are on it?) I’ve used the Green Trails app in Washington, but I’m glad to find the Trail Run Project is nationwide (and even international, I think). I’d REALLY recommend it!

Another action shot from the day!

Our route – East Rim Trail to Observation Point (bottom right to upper left):

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Day 1 of 2 of our adventures in Zion National Park was really fun and absolutely beautiful! Stay tuned for the Day 2 post when I go on a solo run before joining Adam for some fun hiking in the park…


Chuckanut 50K Race Report – 2017

This year’s Chuckanut 50K was quite the experience and a real contrast to last year’s race! This year heavily featured mud, rain, and a dash of hail. While that may sound pretty miserable, I still had a lot of fun! Unfortunately, due to the (rather incessant) rain, I wasn’t able to take many photos. The weather gods did not wish it, so you’ll have to use your imagination instead. ūüôā

Before I get into the report itself, I just¬†want to say how amazing all of the volunteers were! Volunteers are a huge part of any race, but I was even more impressed on this particular day because of the awful conditions. It’s one thing for the runners to be cold and wet, but at least we’re¬†moving, and not having to huddle under a tent and focus on muddy, addle-brained runners coming through an aid station looking for food, drink, and encouragement. So, THANK YOU¬†Chuckanut volunteers!! My sweaty, rain-soaked running hat is tipped to you and your awesomeness!

This year they changed things up a bit in the park, so we had to park elsewhere and take a shuttle to the start/finish. It was well-organized and easy to manage, and they allowed us to bring a drop bag for post-race change of clothes, etc. That was thoughtful and ended up being key since the weather was, um, rather damp.

The course was slightly different than last year, but still¬†very¬†distinct sections, so I’ll utilize the colors on the map to indicate which bit I’m talking about.

Chuckanut 50K Course 2017

From the Chuckanut website…

Interurban Trail (orange on the map):
The start was slightly different this year in that ran a bit around Fairhaven Park before getting onto the Interurban Trail. There was definitely a bottleneck, and a little jostling to avoid some huge puddles (no point in getting soaked less than 100 yards in.) After a mile or so, we spread out a bit and settled in to this straightforward part of the course. It’s¬†mostly flat, and a nice warmup for the challenges ahead. Not much for scenery, especially in the foggy rain (Chuckanut Bay was hidden from view.) However, it’s mostly gravel, so¬†I enjoyed the mostly mud-free miles.

Fragrance Lake Trail (pink):
After the aid station (which moved due to the course change), we began our first ascent. These switchbacks aren’t the most fun when it’s dry, but certainly less so in the rain and mud. My feet were sliding out from beneath me (sort of like a roller-blading motion, but without the 1999 nostalgic fun), but I knew this was just the beginning of the mud – so I had to get used to it! There were some nice¬†views of all of the very green moss, ferns, and trees – pretty classic Pacific Northwest. We ran around Fragrance Lake (I honestly don’t know what the ‘fragrance’ is referring to, but I do wonder…) and then onto…

Two Dollar Trail (pink, part II):
I remember liking the Two Dollar Trail¬†last year as it’s a nice place to pick up the pace because of the runnability of the trail. However, the first part was quite muddy, so it wasn’t as quick as I had hoped. Roots and rocks were hiding in the mud, and you didn’t know until your foot was already on it. It turned out to be an exercise in quick and light feet (not a bad skill to acquire in trail running!) The very end was a bit drier, and the shouts of encouragement from the aid station was very heartening!

Cleator Road and the Trudge of the Ultrarunners

Cleator Road (green):
Normally, I thoroughly dislike this part of the course. An unlovely 3 miles of annoyingly pitched road. Ugh. However, due to the weather, I was looking¬†forward to it! Why, do you ask? Because I knew it’d be mud-free. ūüôā I’ve recently been doing some tough but awesome long hill repeats¬†on an equally unlovely forest road (thanks, Jess!), so I was mentally prepared for it. I was determined to not let the pitch get to me, so I challenged myself to run as much as possible (it seemed like many folks walked most of it.) In the end, I don’t know if I did better than last year, but I was pleased with my progress nonetheless.

Ridge Trail (purple):
When I reached the¬†top of Cleator, I smiled at the aid station’s 60’s peace & love theme, complete with a kissing booth. (I wonder how many runners partook?)

Hula hooping in the rain!

Peace and Love before the Ridge Trail

I had just blown through the other aid stations since I was fine with my own food and water, but I paused at this one for a refill, some oranges, and a moment to mentally brace for the Ridge Trail.¬†Last year I had fallen twice on this part (luckily, no injuries), and with the very wet and muddy conditions, I was certain it would be treacherous. Well, it wasn’t great, but it wasn’t quite as bad as I had feared. Granted, I got passed the most in this section, but I know technical trails are my weakness (I just value my limbs and joints whole and undamaged, okay??)

However, by expecting the worst, it ended up not being so bad. There were some runnable bits near the end of the Ridge Trail, and it all went by much faster than I remembered. My only real tragedy was losing a precious handwarmer in the cleanup after a poorly executed ‘farmer blow.’

Pretty sure I took this exact photo last year, but it caught my eye again!

North Lost Lake Trail (purple, part II):
Even though it wasn’t as bad as I expected, I was grateful to get off the Ridge. I remember feeling pretty drained last year at this point, but this year I was just thankful that I had already gotten through some of these tough sections. That gave me some energy to get moving and try to tick off some miles before we found the¬†real mudholes a little further down the trail. At this point, the rain had continued in earnest, so I didn’t get any great photos of some of the slop we ended up going through. What I did find interesting was all of the different colors of mud that we ran through: yellow, gray, and red-brown.¬†As I’m not a soil expert, I couldn’t identify why it was so different in just a span of a mile, but it was sort of interesting anyway. OKAY, maybe¬†not so interesting, but 16 miles into a 31 mile race, I’ll take just about any external distraction.

My shoes USED to be fuschia…

I also decided that the sound my shoes made while running through the very wet mud was¬†slorp slorp slorp slorp. I mentioned this to another runner, and her response was, “ohhh, now I want a milkshake. But not a chocolate one.” Ha!

Chinscraper (blue):
There was a full aid station at the bottom of Chinscraper, and I paused for a snack and a mental break. At this point, I was tired and sore (duh), but my bigger problem was how cold I was becoming. I was completely soaked through – honestly, I would be drier stepping out of the shower – and the wind was starting to pick up. I was a bit worried since my hands were already numb and not working, but there wasn’t anything to be done except get moving. Chinscraper wasn’t going to climb itself, so off I went.

I remember last year being focused on distracting Adam with lots of chatter because he was struggling a bit mentally. Without the need to create a diversion for someone else, I became more aware of this vertical beast, and it ended up being longer (but not steeper) than I remembered, ha! Turns out the amazing photographer Glenn Tachiyama isn’t at the top like I thought, but only halfway up. Oops. Also, remember how I said I was soaked through and the wind was picking up? To add to it, it starting¬†HAILING.¬†I employed some colorful language at this point, and then just started to find it funny. At least with hail I wasn’t getting any wetter? Type two fun all the way.

Fragrance Lake Road (blue, part II):
Once I reached the top of Chinscraper, I was happy that all the vertical was behind me! It was all downhill or flat from here on out. Last year we had headed back down the Fragrance Lake Trail, but this year the course went down the Fragrance Lake Road¬†instead. Turns out, it’s¬†much nicer to run on! A gradual descent on a gravel road. Just what the legs needed – some non-technical, easy miles.

Random waterfall sighting!

I was starting to feel a bit tired (huh, wonder why?), so I decided it was time to blast some music to keep my energy up. I had brought headphones, but with the rain¬†that was a no-go. Fellow runners, I hope you didn’t mind my music choices!

Interurban Trail (red):
Once I hit the final aid station and knew that I only had 6 miles to go, I was hopeful I could beat last year’s time by a little bit. This became my sole focus. Legs were tired and sore, of course, but luckily, it hurt less to run than to walk. This section, being mostly straight and flat, is nice¬†in the beginning of the race, but is a soul-sucker at the end. It seems never-ending…but it’s not. This too shall pass.

Also, this is when the rain stopped, and we started to see patches of blue sky. Ah, well, better late than never, I suppose??

Some clear skies on the way… how nice.

I passed a fair number of people in this last section, and was happy I still had some energy left. Some kind strangers told me when I had less than a few minutes to the finish, so I was able to even give a bit of a kick at the end (I’m sure it still looked like a jog, but whatever.) Yay – DONE!

Some quick numbers:

Finishing time: 7:26:09

Elevation gain: ~5,500 feet

Calories consumed: ~800 (6 Glutino Oreos, 2 pouches sweet potato/apple baby food, 2 homemade almond cookies, bite of potato, 1 orange)

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to food to eat and some shoes to wash… ūüôā

Fort Ebey Kettles Trail Marathon Race Report

While I’ve been to Whidbey Island before to hike, this was my first time running up there and it was great. It was a well organized race with a very well-marked trail (always important in the maze of state park trails). It had a low-key, minimalist vibe that is one of the many reasons I love trail races!


Course map from Northwest Trail Runs website

While I ran the marathon, Adam ran the half. We both had a good day and it was fun to compare notes post-race (in between the¬†grunts and groans of discomfort that comes with moving about after a marathon, lol.) The marathon course was just two loops of the half marathon course. Normally loops are not my favorite, but it was nice to know what I was getting into for the second loop, and I could run a bit more strategically that way. I remember this bit is flat for awhile – push it now and save the cookie break for that upcoming hill. ūüėČ


Spotted in the beginning of my second loop – a couple enjoying the beautiful view!


The website says the total elevation gain is 5500 feet, which is quite a bit for a race of this distance. It was advertised as lots of little rollers versus any really big climbs. I can tell you now that a lot of those rollers are¬†in the first 4 miles. I’d say that overall, while the scenery was charming, those miles were my least favorite. Lots of tiny twists and turns, while going up and down. It forced¬†me to focus intensely on the trail so I wouldn’t totally faceplant (and hey, I didn’t, success!)

Some sunshine on the moss – looked idyllic!

While I didn’t particularly enjoy that section, the entire course had very smooth trails which just some roots now and then and hardly any rocks. I enjoyed the lack of technicality on this race (even though it’s something I know I need to¬†work on for future races *cough* Chuckanut *cough*.)

So much green in here!

During the first loop, I was basically alone after the first aid station at mile 4. There were less than 50 marathoners, so this didn’t surprise¬†me as I often run a pace that doesn’t seem to match anyone else’s pace. At about mile 6 or 7, I was in a very enclosed part of the trail – surrounded by green underbrush and small trees. It was dead quiet, and I was deep in thought (maybe about burgers?)¬†when I heard a shout behind me, “Runner up!” I nearly jumped out of my shoes. The half marathoners (who started the race 40 minutes after the marathoners) had caught up with me. As thin guys in singlets and short shorts whizzed by me, I had to remind myself that I had three quarters of the race to go, while they were already halfway done. It shouldn’t have been discouraging at all, but I mean, who likes to be passed?

Much to my relief, there were a lot more runnable sections after that first aid station. I made a mental note of that¬†so I could push more on the second loop. Something else I will say for this state park – it has some pretty entertaining trail names. I didn’t catch them all, but I had to grab a picture of this signpost.

Humpty-Dump and Whipper-Snapper Trails

At about mile 10.5, we suddenly popped out of the trees onto the bluff. Now THIS was what we run for – these great views! I was not the only one that stopped to take a photo.


A remarkable view at the top of the bluff!

After running along the bluffs for awhile, we ran a¬†loop tortuously close to the start/finish and headed back into the woods. During this part I ran and chatted with a woman named Kalee who was fun and cheerful. Not too long after, we came back to the start/finish. The crowds were cheering and the chute beckoned! Alas, the celebration was for the half marathoners. Kalee dropped here due to a nasty cold, but encouraged me, “Go get it!”I followed some signage, and turned away to continue on to my second loop.

By this point, the sun was out, and I was cheered by being halfway done. The second loop felt faster (it wasn’t), but I was happy to still be moving pretty well. My coach had given me the goal of trying to pace the two loops evenly, so I had to push hard on this second loop to try and make that happen. I’m glad I had that focus, though, otherwise I definitely would have dawdled and possibly gotten bummed out by how far I still had to go. Such good mental practice for longer races!

Not to say that my legs didn’t hurt. They did! As it’s been about 10 months since I ran this kind of distance, I needed to get used to that feeling of running on sore legs again as it’ll be happening more times this year! ūüôā During the first loop, my right hip flexor was irritated and sore, but on the second loop, everything was sore so I didn’t notice if it still hurt! A silver lining, lol.

After the mile 17 aid station, I treated myself to blasting some music to give myself a lift. It was pretty perfect when my favorite Brandi Carlile song “Raise Hell” came on to bring me across the finish line! Despite running alone for the majority of the race, I was happy to learn that I wasn’t DFL, but 26 of the 41 marathon finishers. Nice to know there were plenty of other crazies out there too. ūüôā

Some quick numbers:

Finishing time: 5:59:18

Elevation gain: ~5,500 feet

Calories consumed: ~600 (5 Glutino Oreos, half an orange, 2 pouches sweet potato/apple baby food, handful of pretzel M&Ms)