Tehaleh 1K Kids Run, 5K, 10K, Half-Marathon and Marathon Trail Run
Saturday, September 28th, 2013 in Bonney Lake, Washington
New in 2013, the Tehaleh trail run will utilize the extensive trail system that weaves through pines, rocks and wetlands, alpine meadows and deep forest. To celebrate the one year anniversary of Tehaleh, spectators and participants are invited to join in the fun with live music, gourmet food trucks and children's activities (more party infohere). To sign up for this Evergreen Trail Run Event please click HERE.
White River-50 Mile Race:
Crystal Mountain, WA July 27, 2013
White River is a 50-mile run NOT for the fainthearted. The race description goes as follows: “Set in the shadow of Mt. Rainier, this race offers spectacular views. Like "The Mountain" itself, though, the race stands as an ultimate test of mental character and physical endurance. Over the 50-mile distance the racecourse rises and falls a staggering 8,700 feet (total elevation change: 17,400 feet). The race features rolling terrain, ridge tops, northwest forest, several sections of technical trails, and of course several demanding climbs and challenging descents.” The course traverses through two mountains tricky footing has the potential to knock you down if you stop concentrating even for a moment…it was my second year running the event and I am not a mountain girl. My feet are proficient at road marathons, not mountainous trails with 1000’s of feet of elevation change. I arrived at the 6 am start, camera ready, snapping photos of friends who were either too tired or too nervous for my energy. This year I had no fear. Last year was a different story. Here is a recap:
July 2012 White River. My longest run was a marathon, all taking place on the roads. It was an impulsive decision to register the Wednesday before the Saturday race, and I was FREAKING OUT. I had run 6 marathons and Ragnar Relay the 12 weeks leading up to White River, the night before I had a severe food reaction and found myself making friends with the toilet. My reflection the following day was greeted with popped blood vessels. I tried to drop out at almost every aid-station; my saving grace was doing a dance at the second mountain peak for the volunteers. The dance gave me just enough zing to finish the last 13 miles at a death pace. Yes zing and death pace contradict each other. That summed up my experience in 2012.
July 2013 White River: I ran 7 marathon, a trail 50k, and Ragnar Relay in the 13 weeks leading to the race; it seemed like a decent enough bare bones recipe that got me through the race last year. I was much stronger this year, second place female in the 50k and a PR in my final marathon. I put some trails under my belt this round, although I didn’t conquer any elevation training. White River 50…it’s just two little bumps on the web page…it’s really not that bad right?
First Half to Mile 27.2- July 2013
Race morning: I was off with the count down, inhaling dust and trying to keep people my pace around me. My eyes left the trail long enough at mile 6 to catch my left foot and jam my toe, I flew forward yet managed to prevent a serious impact with the earth. Mile 12, a bee sting in the same ankle! These “annoyances” left me favoring my right leg. If you’ve ever been on trails you will know what I mean…not a big deal for a short run, but miles of this resulted in my right side brutalized as I made sure when I ran over rocks and roots I landed on my right foot. I survived the first ascent to 6,700 feet and returned to the bottom at a fair clip, unfortunately clomping along. My IT bands didn’t appreciate the brutal pounding (I didn’t realize the problem at the time). Remember, I’m an efficient road runner…the sloppy fast downhill isn’t efficient trail running.
My wonky legs led me to the middle aid station where I switched out my shoes, stuffed my crumbly gluten free PBnJ (gross) down my throat and was off running with a banana in my hand. A spectator cheered me on as I yelled, “I never said that when I grow up I can’t wait to run with a banana!” What’s with me, running and bananas anyways?
Second Half to Mile 50
Getting my tired self up to the second peak was just, well, LONG. It’s sunny and lonely. My legs were tired and bees were stalking me. My hat came in handy for swatting at those annoying buggers. They were taunting me and reminding me of the burning sting in my left ankle. I had to apologize to people I passed for looking like a lunatic swinging my hat around. To ward off boredom I resorted to counting my steps in, then out, then sideways. I’m sure that there was a more efficient way to ascend this peak, but ultras are something I merely dabble with. The second peak eventually appeared. I pretended to “run pretty” for Glenn the photographer. That is why we run this race right? We desire the picture with majestic Mount Rainier in the background; we look badass with that big snow covered mountain in the background. I flashed a smile as I tried to look effortless at mile 37. SNAP!!!
The 6-mile descent was a dusty dirty road to Skookum Flats it really hurt. Looking back I now realize my IT bands were DYING from sloppy downhill running. At the time I thought I had “sore quads”…let’s just say FORM MATTERS. Epic failure and death drop. I turned into Skookum Flats…
That is THE WORST part of the race. You think…oh it’s only a 10k and its Skookum Flats, let’s roll body!!! Sure…it’s flat for about a mile, then it’s tricky, dark and evil. Your legs at this point aren’t exactly cooperative. My mouth was dry from the dusty downhill portion and food consumption was just getting annoying. This is the part of the race where you actually see the “White River”. I still think the race should have “Mountain” somewhere in the name! I was singing to myself, thinking each mile may just be the last. The course dragged on as I dragged my body through that dark, creepy forest.
Finally! I saw the turn “out of the woods” to the finish. I exclaimed (again) to observers that I indeed would not be doing this next year, but admitted I said that last year. They all laughed and watched me stumble, fully intact, to the finish line. Friends were there to congratulate me…my finish time was about an hour faster than last year’s survival. I immediately went to my car for wet-wipes; erasing the dirt spray tan I accumulated over 50 miles of mountain trails. My exterior felt crucified, but I felt so accomplished inside. YUP…I’ll be back next year White River 50-miler!!! Thank you for testing me physical and spiritually again… even if the 50 miles has little to do with a White River.
By Coach HoneyBadger
Maniacs were made here, Capital City Marathon
Sunday May 19, 2013
by Coach T
Coaching runners is probably the most rewarding job I have had in my life, next to being a mother of four children. Each session you meet different kinds of people and everyone comes with a story of why they are joining one of our training groups. I have noticed most of us just do not know what are potential is in running and in a group training session you are pushed by your peers continually. The social aspect of joining group training is priceless because you really do push yourself more.
As they become more efficient in their running abilities they gain confidence to go to the next step. This past weekend that happened to quite a few of our runners. We had several of our groups do a double, to join these crazy running clubs called Marathon Maniacs and Half Fanatics.
You qualify by completing certain levels and it entails running at least two half or fullmarathons within a time frame. My group decided to jump on the crazy train of the Maniacs.As the coach (also Maniac #2602) I have never suggested they join the club ever! This group was so supportive of each other and loved the social part of our groups, they just could not help themselves! The funniest thing happened at our training group awards banquet one of our gals and actually snuck in a marathon before our goal race, so she could become a maniac! Someone ratted her out at our banquet and we just were in awe.
On May 19, 2013 at the Capital City Marathon several of our marathoners decided to go for 2 marathons in 14 days so they could join the Marathon Maniacs. This is not easy to do, let alone one marathon but two?
Steve Johnson, Zach Zimmerman, Scott Vervalin, Cara best, Kurt Kelly – All now in the Marathon Maniacs
Christine Boullier, Jessica Smith, Lily Avanto, Nick Cutting – All now Half Fanatics.