Jurek Takes Silver at World 24-Hour Run Championship

Congratulations to Scott Jurek- 2nd place finisher and new American record holder (165.7 miles) at the World Championships held yesterday in France. Excellent showing by the teams- Men's 3rd and Women's 4th.

(picture from http://www.americanultra.org/AUABrive10.htm)

For a great review of the race check out the National_Team_Page.



Maybe I can get half his mileage next year...if I really get after it on the boat.

Dismal Swamp Stomp 1/2

I got to run a nice, small race today down in the Dismal Swamp (on a road). The course is a straight out-and-back about as flat as a parking lot. Not a lot of crowd support out away from the roads, but I don't really mind that. Plenty of water stops with HEED and even a gel stop.

I decided to push myself and see if I could break 1:30 and set a big PR. I fell off that pace around mile 5, but I kept a strong pace and only dropped 3 or 4 places in the second half. My blister issues returned in force on the right foot- guess it's time to try a different shoe.

I ended up finishing in 1:34:26 (a 1:54 PR). I'm pretty happy since I put myself in neutral following the Shamrock Marathon. 7th in the Age Group and 37th Overall and only chicked 3 times.

Might be my last race for a while as I'm close to deployment.

Walk to Water

Justin and Jessica Meeker- with whom I went to college- have embarked on a great journey. They began a thru-hike of the Appalachian Trail last week to raise awareness and money for clean water around the world. Check them out and consider donating- http://walktowater.com/

Lack of clean water is one of the most devastating conditions on our planet as 4 children die every minute from water-related diseases.

Let's give out of thankfulness for our abundance.

Shamrock Marathon

Yesterday I had the pleasure to run the Shamrock Marathon in Virginia Beach. The race started at 8 AM, and it was going to get warm as the morning went on. I started off with the 3:10 pace group- aiming for a Boston-qualifying time. We rocked the initial 10 miles even as it started heating up. About that time, I got dropped by the group. We were a good 20 seconds ahead of where we needed to be, so I managed to keep on that pace until just before the halfway point. I crossed 13.1 at 1:36:20 (PR).

At halfway, the lack of carbs (I lost a gel), the heat (I've been training in the cold winter weather and I lost my salt tablets), and the incomplete training finally got the better of me. The last half was pretty miserable, and I began doing 5 minutes running-1 minute walking around mile 16. I kept this up almost the rest of the way except for skipping a couple walk breaks, extending one, and sitting down to stretch once. I finished in 3:50:18 -- way off of my 3:10 goal and backup 3:30 goal.

In retrospect, the training was probably the biggest factor. I began my training knowing that I only had about 10 weeks including taper, and I decided to train for a 3:30 marathon. Until the last 2 long runs all of my training was targeted at that and then for some still unknown reason I decided to aim for 3:10 since I had 2 good long runs. I have not previously had good success with the long runs becoming easier as I get fitter, and I took this as a sign that I could do more than I had trained to do.

Now I know that I can run a much faster half, and that I need to train at a faster pace for longer to be able to run an entire marathon at that pace. I'll have lots of time to train on a treadmill on a boat, and I'll re-attack the marathon with a little bit more knowledge next time. That's the great thing about this distance- you can't fake your way through it and you learn something each time.

2000s in review

I should have done this post last week, but I was on vacation and being lazy.

The decade started in Honduras as I rang in 2000 with my parents and sisters. I graduated college, started med school, rang in 2004 in London with my buddy Rob. I met my wife later that year, and we were engaged before the end of 2004. I rang in 2005 with friends and spent the early morning at White Castle with a couple cops and a couple of stoners. Interesting night.

2005 was an exciting year- got married, found out my wife was pregnant. I also began keeping a running log that year.

In 2006 Grayson was born, I ran my first marathon (Flying Pig) and graduated from med school. We moved to Virginia for my surgery internship.

The following year Jack was born a few months before I completed my second marathon (Marine Corps). At the end of the year we moved to Pensacola for flight surgery school.

In 2008 we were blessed to be able to move back to Virginia for my job as a flight surgeon for a Carrier Air Wing. I completed my third marathon (Baltimore) that fall.

This past year has been pretty hectic with my pre-deployment training exercises, but I was able to run my first Ultramarathon (Hotter than Hell 6 hr), bag my first state highpoint (NV), and run my fourth marathon (Outer Banks). This fall we also found out that Andrea is pregnant with our third.

The next decade will surely be even more exciting with the adventures of kids, running and Navy life.

Back on the Horse

After a dissapointing race last month while I was pretty sick, I had kind of lost my running desire. I came to one of those places where I wasn't sure if I was getting as much out of my running as I was putting into it. I ended up going 9 days without running because I felt so awful after a 10 miler one week after the marathon. During those days, I have to admit, I didn't miss the running so much. In fact, I felt liberated from a weight that occupied so much of my time and thought.

When I did go for a run again- 5.5 miles on the boardwalk/beach in the cold rain at 7:30 in the morning with guys from work- it was tiring. I got in a few more good runs over the Turkey weekend and started realizing that running is important to me. As I've gotten back in the groove this week, I recognize the place that running has in my life.

I love to run! I love the feeling of accomplishment after a good workout, and I enjoy seeing my work pay off as I improve. I love to race, even if no one my pace is racing me. I've also appreciated the time I've had running the past few days after being away for a while. These have been good times of relaxation, thought and prayer.

With that, I've decided to aim for the Seneca Creek-Greenway Trail Marathon in March up in Maryland. Hopefully I'll be able to train well during the winter with our family travel and 2 dets (1 on the boat).

Disappointing Marathon

After planning to run the Richmond Marathon next weekend for the past few months, I had to change my plan for work reasons. I signed up for the Outer Banks Marathon a few weeks ago and ran it this past Sunday.

The rest of my training went along really well, and I booked some solid distance runs at really good paces. This was shaping up to be my best marathon yet- aiming for 3:30.

Saturday, we drove down to the expo to pick up my race packet/number. We took the boys to the beach (it was mid 60's) and let them run around in the sand for a while before heading home.

That was the beginning of a bad race- I came down with a horrible cold, barely ate dinner and didn't sleep most of the night (still recovering from this cold today). Around 2 AM, I had decided to not run the marathon since I couldn't breathe, had a fever, and a horrible sore throat. By 4 I felt decent, downed some motrin, tylenol, and sudafed; grabbed a bagel and banana and hit the road.

The race started at 7:20, and I got off to a great start in perfect weather. I was hitting my mile splits just a touch quick, but I felt great and not at all like I was working. I ended up running with Dan from DC for about 16 miles. We kept up a steady pace and chatted off and on.

The race enters some trails around mile 9/10 and the terrain gets a little soft and undulating which I had not expected. By the time we left the woods at mile 13, I had dropped enough time that we were right on my 8 min pace. The next 6 miles cruised by easily- weaving in and out of neighborhoods while the sun was shining and the temperature was perfect.

Disaster struck just before mile 20. I hit the wall like never before, and I never recovered. I averaged 11 min pace for the rest of the race and finished in 3:52. At the time I was really disappointed, and I felt extremely sick at the finish line. In retrospect, my nausea, clammy skin, and lightheadedness probably pointed to some heat exhaustion which I was susceptible to in the cool weather because of the fever I was running and my lack of sleep.

I'm glad that I was able to feel good enough to run even part of this marathon how I wanted to, and I really believe that my training had me in place to run a great race if I hadn't gotten sick.

Now I just have to figure out where and when to race so that I can redeem this performance.

Marathon Training on a boat

I began training for the Richmond Marathon a few weeks ago, and as I mentioned in the last post I would be doing a 17 mile long run on the boat. Fortunately, the aircraft carrier has a treadmill in medical, so I was able to do that run without too much interruption while watching football last weekend.

Turns out running on a treadmill for that long gets a touch boring even if the football game is exciting (Jets vs Pats). I think it makes the running easier because the pace is so dialed in that you just have to keep up. It also gave me some nice time to relax and not be completely surrounded by people which is the norm on the boat.

I'm glad to be back on dry land so that I can run my 18-miler out on the roads tomorrow.

Fall Plans?

Just a quickie today. I'm going to start training for the Richmond Marathon (Nov 14) this week. After my HtH 6hr race on little training, I realized that my body could handle a little more work than what I've been throwing at it this summer.

Unfortunately, I have a 7-8 month deployment with the Navy sometime in the fall/winter/spring so I may train and not be able to race--the joys of Navy life. Also, I have at least 2 weeks on an aircraft carrier where running will be limited to treadmills (17 on treadmill, anyone?).

After looking over my training logs for my 3 marathons, I found an interesting trend. As my times decreased from 4:05 to 3:50 to 3:39, my pre-race training increased by over 100 miles each time. More isn't always better, but my goal this year is to add another 100 to last year's. This still has me at pretty low mileage each week (max week 50), but I haven't worked my body up to high-mileage weeks, and I am not making time for more running with work and family stuff.

And now it's time for bed so that I can be well-rested as I go forward this fall.

I'm an Ultrarunner!

As my time here in Nevada is winding down, I had one final weekend to enjoy. Earlier this week I saw a listing of races for the weekend of the 15th, and one was the Hotter than Hell 12 hr/6hr race. Turns out it was only about 3 hours from Fallon. I've always wanted to do an ultramarathon, but I've never devoted the time to training for one. I thought this would be a good opportunity to see what would happen on minimal training.

So, Saturday morning, I got up at 3:30, drove west on Hwy 50 nearly to Sacramento. I signed up for the 6 hr race and started running at 7:30. The course was around Cameron Park Lake, a 1.25 mile trail. My A goal was 30 laps (37.5 miles; 12 minute laps) and my B goal was a 12 minute mile (15 minute lap)- hence 24 laps (just short of a 50 K). We started running, and I fell into a comfortable groove with a HR in the 120's at 12 minute laps.

A view of the lake from my picnic table

(where my gear/food/beverage was stashed for the next 6 hours)

I fell into a comfortable groove for about 3 and 1/2 hours before joining Lainie, current ultrarunner.net female series leader, and her pacer Mark. They helped keep me on track for most of my remaining laps. I hit the marathon split (lap 21) in 4:12, and I was right on pace for 30 laps.

Just before the start of my longest run ever

The next lap, however, was the wall. I ran a 26 minute lap including lots of stretching and sitting. The lap after that was 17 minutes. My 30 lap goal was not going to happen, but I had plenty of time to knock out a 50 K (25 laps). I joined back up with Lainie and Mark, and we knocked out the 2 laps I needed pretty easily- making me an ultramarathoner! I ran one more for fun, and then I decided I just wasn't up for squeezing one last lap in.


My first ultramarathon- 50 K- 5:21:10. It was awesome, and I can't wait to do another.


Oh, and I finished 2nd overall (to Lainie- 40 miles). It earned me a free pair of INOV8 Roclite 295s.

Boundary Peak

Several months ago I read a posting about summiting the 50 state high points, and I have become pretty interested in trying to accomplish that feat. Living on the east coast gives me opportunity to knock out quite a few states in a short amount of time with minimal effort. However, I have not had the time off to drive around collecting high points. For at least 2 months, I've realized that my trip to Nevada for work would offer me a great opportunity to nab the Nevada state high point, Boundary Peak- 13,143 feet. I had never climbed to that height, so I spent a decent amount of time researching routes, time required and equipment needed.

Boundary Peak is the one on the right

in the distant background.

My fellow flight surgeon, Thomas, and one of the squadron corpsmen, Pangan, both wanted to come along. After arriving in Fallon, 2 of the other corpsmen (Hand and Nicholson) decided to come along with us. None of them had much experience climbing, especially at altitude.

At our dinner stop Saturday evening
(me, Thomas, Nicholson, Pangan, Hand)

Our trip started in Fallon, and required a 3 hour drive south on Hwy 95 before hitting a dirt road off 264 just south of the 264/773 intersection. After 40 minutes to drive 15 miles on said dirt road in our rented Kia minivan, passing a couple other groups camping on the way, we reached the trailhead where 2 highpointers were waiting for morning in their trucks.

Good thing Thomas is an Eagle Scout

The trailhead is about 9000 ft, and we started off at 0645 Sunday morning. The first hour was pretty gentle hiking with minimal elevation gain, and the second hour brought us to the Trail Canyon Saddle (10,800 ft). Turns out this was the route to take after talking to the other 2 guys later who had taken the more direct/steep route. One of them likened it to running on marbles.

Nicholson asked if the hard part was over. No, it was just beginning.

Around 1015 we stopped for lunch at the 12,000 ft pass. This was the highest altitude I'd ever been to, and we can could feel the lack of oxygen after coming from Virginia only a week prior. We made it to the site where the two routes join up in another 15-20 minutes after an easy walk along the west edge of a minor peak.

The view of our goal from our lunch break

This is when the hike became a climb as the next hour required a bit of scrambling with some need of using hands to get grips going through the big talus fields. We got pretty strung out at this point, and one of our group was forced to reconsider his ascent at 12,500 after he realized there was an on-going phobia of falling off the side of a mountain. We left him hugging a rock after he decided he wasn't having fun.

The view from the top of the scree pile that is the other route. We started at the far end of the canyon in this picture.

I summited just after 1130. The view was beyond words. The sky was a perfect, clear blue and we could see peaks all around. We signed the log, took pics and headed down the mountain. We took the steep, direct route and realized how glad we were that we had not gone up that way. The trip down was quicker (only about 3 hours), and we packed up camp and headed back to Fallon.

I used my new camelbak and carried a bottle of gatorade on the trip. I drank about 70 oz and could have used more if I hadn't shared it.

I can't wait to get out and see more high points.