Friday 8 May 2015

Bedrock50 Ultramarathon Race Recap 21/02/2015

September 2014 – 5 months from race date I decide to enter Bedrock50. It’s described as an ultra distance run close to Christchurch New Zealand. The 52km scenic route in the very popular Wharfedale & blowhard tracks. Passing through the stunning Lees Valley. I was excited about this race as i have wanted to enter for awhile. After signing up, Valerie from The Runningskirt Shop set up a “Bedrock50” group for us girls with training plans, support & tips to help us out as for most this was to be our first ultra.
The training didn’t go as planned, some weeks i managed 1 or 2 runs as life just got in the way. (Working full time & having 2 kids under 4).
I entered the Physiomed Womens Duathlon in January & The Oxford Odyssey a 20km mountain run (similar course to the bedrock). This was to keep me going
Waking 5am on a Saturday isn’t too bad when you normally wake at 6 every morning. I’d chucked all my gear together the day before in a mad rush. The morning was a bit fresh however i knew it was going to get warmer. The other half & kiddies came to the registration & start line to see me off.
The start line was very different to any other race. Most seemed very relaxed. There were a few guys lying down on the grass peacefully. Others were standing around chatting. Everyone looked fit & prepared for what the day would bring.
We walked as a group of roughly 100 to the start line & with a countdown before 8.30 we were off.

The first 6km took us from coopers creek to the start of the Wharfedale track. It was a slowish climb due to the amount of people & it being single track. It was good in terms of not running too fast at the start. I tried to walk most inclines to save myself from strife later on. The wasps were out in full force but not as bad as the last time i went up there a few weeks before.
Heading on the Whafedale track i was running with a guy Named Scott. We chatted for awhile which made the time go faster. During this time the beeping of my bike garmin in my bag was driving me crazy (thanks autopause) I stopped to turn this feature off & in turn lost Scott & never caught him up.
2 hours had passed & i thought about the possiblity of running for the next 7 hours or so without anyone around. So i got out my phone then decided it would be a good idea if i recorded myself every hour. Feeling completely stupid talking to my phone the first 2 times it was passed the time well. (There is a link at the bottom of the page to the video i made)
Between the 2 hour mark & the 6 hour mark the terrain was either flat or a slight downhill. However i didn’t run on the flat like in intended too. The few river crossings before the first aid station made for a nice cool down.
Just over 4 hours in i’d hit the 26km mark this was the furthest i had ever ran in a training run. I really didn’t know what to expect my legs to feel like. The temperature was pretty hot by this point. Long gravel road with the sun beaming down, no shade or trees near the road.
The first aid station popped up after 29km, with the music from the flintstones & 2 fun, happy people dressed up in character. I looked at the food spread out for us, had decided to have a cup of coke with a corn chip. Didn't hang around for long, no filling up on water & carried on.

The  long gravel road continued into a much longer gravel section. I walked & jogged a few other ladies. Luisa was one of them. (We had met in a mutual running group on facebook, this was the first time i’d got to talk to her in person) I think she sung 3 times during the time we were walking as a group “What have you done today to make you feel proud” That line stuck with me throughout the race. I smiled on the inside. A few times i had bumble bees buzzing around my head this actually encouraged me to run when i would have rather just walked.
An hour & 15 mins later we arrived at a fence covered with balloons & streamers, I jokingly said to Eleanor who i had been with during the last hour i hope thats the aid station around the corner otherwise i’ll run over there & rip those bloody balloons down.
Luckily it was aid station number 2 & the last one after 35km .We filled up our hydration packs (well not us by the aid staion angels did). Mine had run empty about 2km before the aid station so in turned it chaffed my back (even though i had rubbed coconut oil on it before i got dressed). The lovely people there wiped the sweat off my back for me & put strapping tape on, I felt instant relief. Did a few squats, another 2 cups of coke, 1 slice of watermelon & more corn chips we were finally on our way.
I stayed with Eleanor for at least another hour. Then it was the hill everyone had talked about being “puke hill” It has an elevation of 604m in 3.7km. I expected it to be really hard. Well i guess it would be if you had run the entire course before this point. My goal was to finish this race & get up this hill! I surprised myself & was passing people going up there. Training obviously paid off.
This hill took just under an hour and a half to get up. It was really really hot, the sweat was dripping of my face. I stopped a few times to check on people that had stopped making sure they were ok. Nearing the top i did some more squats. Why do they feel so good after being on your feet for hours? The descent was pretty lonely. I could see a guy up ahead when i started running. However i eased off after the side of my foot started aching (still don’t know what it was). Trying to walk fast while navigating the technical terrain wasn't easy. Round about this time my Garmin watch had run out of battery (its only got 8 hours), So i didn't know what the time was nor the distance to go. I caught up to another guy who had done the run before & informed me how much longer there was to go. Yay we were closer than i thought
I decided to stick with him running down the hill to keep a pace going. We chatted during this time (gosh i find it interesting the people who do these races). Looking down the hill in the distance we could see the finish line. There were people watching & even some athletes sticking around watching us finish.(even though they had finished 3 hours ago) A rush of emotion engulfed me but i held it back & made a sprint to the finish knowing i’d done this & i had finished an ultramarathon! Lisa the race director gave me a huge hug & a goodie bag. What a race/adventure such an amazing experience!

Here’s my intake throughout the run-
I ate every half hour which worked perfectly for me. I went with what i felt like so it wasn’t in this particular order.
 9 High Five gels
Le snak
Half a peanut butter sandwich
High five energy bar
1 banana
Hand full of pretzels
Roughly 5 – 6 litres of water


Aid stations – 3 cups of coke, 1 slice watermelon. Hand full of corn chips.

Valerie took this picture of Eleanor & I with my two munchkins at the start

Tuesday 21 October 2014

My First Ultra - Bedrock50

I can’t remember how I came across this particular race but I’ve been really interested in completing it since I seen it. I wanted to sign up for this year’s race. I’m glad I didn’t as I would have been so under-prepared it wouldn’t have been funny. It was also one of the hottest days we’ve had all year.

Watching the entries grow on the daily Facebook updates for the page I decided I should join so I did. This was 5 months ago.

The race is capped at 100 people. It now has a wait list for the first year it’s been running which is amazing!

Here’s the elevation profile – yip eek. Looks like we will be crawling up that hill at the 40km!


The race is held an hour outside of Christchurch (New Zealand) in Oxford. Total distance is 52km of hills and stunning views.

The fastest female did this course in 6 hours this year. My goal will be to finish and if I can come in under 8 hours uninjured I’ll be stoked. This time sounds huge to me as the longest I’ve ever run has been 2 and a half hours.

In the last month my training has been nothing like I’d wanted it to be. I’ve had a nasty sinus infection that took over a week to get rid of. Master Z was off preschool for a week with icky bugs & fevers. Then yesterday I managed to roll my ankle on the actual track we will be racing on. It’s a bit puffy and sore but I’m hoping come next Sunday I will be able to race in the Boulder Bay Classic. I did this race last year so i wanna beat my time.

In the coming months I’ll keep posting my progress in working towards this huge goal.


Stay tuned

Thursday 25 September 2014

Huntly Half Marathon Race Recap (18 May 2014)

After my first Half Marathon in 2013 (Christchurch Half). I knew i couldn’t stomach another course that was out and back on the same track. Huntly was one big loop of the entire town.  After spending 9 years there as a child I thought I could easily get a PB. These were roads I grew up on.  It wasn’t until I hit the 5km point where reality sunk in hard.

Jumping back to the start of the race. It was pretty fresh temp wise. I had decided I’d follow the 1 hour 50 min pacer but couldn’t find them. So I headed off at my own pace. This was ok, it was working until the pacer passed me at the 5km mark looking like he was sprinting. There was no way I could keep up.

It was a testing course. I managed to get to the 10km mark at 53 minutes which wasn’t bad considering it wasn’t flat. I started getting cold – (goosebumps) on and off which has never happen while running before. I thought it may be due to being unwell leading up to the race. I continued anyway and slowly kept going. The constant rolling hills really got to me. I was glad the last 2km were flat.


My finish time of 2:01 was really unexpected.  I was disappointed but at least I finished. I feel like I have unfinished business with this course and will be back next year for another crack at it!

Thanks to Tara Fisher for the photo

Friday 20 June 2014

PhysioMed Women's Duathlon Race Recap 26/01/2014

A few months late but i wrote this a few days after the race.

I awoke at 5am (I’m one of those people who like to wake up slowly and not feel rushed out the door) Breakfast was just the normal peanut butter & jam on toast with a cup of tea half an hour after waking. I knew i had to get food in a good 2 hours before starting so my stomach wasn’t full. Shower to warm up (something i do before races now as i read it was good once?) any excuse to have a shower is a good excuse to me. Got changed and checked the weather. Windy with a high of 22 degrees. It was already 19 outside so i knew once i got into the run it would be a warm one.
Google told me it would take 20 mins to drive there from my house. It took about 15 and i went the speed limit. Got a park right across from transition so I’m glad i got there early. However getting there before 7am and then realising we didn’t start till 8am made for a long wait.
I figured bringing the kids would be painful for me and the other half. They would have got so bored waiting from 7 till 8 and then waiting till i got in and not to mention waiting for prizegiving arggh.
8am finally rolled around i was in the first wave so i was right at the start of the race. First time ever and it felt kinda strange. There was a countdown from 10 over a walkie talkie coming from the pool as the first wave for the Triathlon started at the same time.  And we were off, i thought to myself i’ll start off slow. As i started i knew i was pulling away from the ladies. I was hoping someone faster than me could go ahead and show me where the bloody hell i was going. I tried to maintain a comfortable pass following the lead bike till we got back to the transition area.
The first 1km was out of the park and back around, as i entered the park i was passing the walkers who had started their 500 metres. I looked over towards the pool and there were ladies coming out to the bike already. I was surprised they could have swam that fast in 4 mins. Though i don’t know how many laps they had done.
I fumbled a bit getting my helmet on, i decided to change to bike shoes but i felt it was a good choice for me.
The run out of transition with the bike it felt like it took ages it was probably only 100 metres or so.
5km into the ride and I could see the lead car with about 3 riders behind it.
The bike was 20km 2 laps of the same course. Around the 10km mark there was the massive head wind. It knocked me down to 25km/ph argggh gross! I really hate wind, actually hate it. Even walking in it. I was passed by 3 women on the first lap (though i could tell at least 2 of them were in the triathlon race as their hair was wet haha). The second lap wasn’t too bad, i knew where the wind was going to be and how to take the corners. I was passed by 3 riders after my chain fell off around 15km (they were obviously bloody drafting too) Luckily one of those girls told me to keep pedaling and my chain flicked back on. I was a few metres back from them until we got into transition for the second run.
Heading into the 5k run i was feeling pretty good. I passed one of those girls who passed me on the bike. There were loads encouraging words on the footpath as we ran. By the time i got to 3.5km i could feel my speed dropping. I wanted to stay around 5 minutes a km but i was losing it. A women sprinted pass me and i told myself she was probably doing the short course because in these races you don’t know who’s doing what and it kinda made me feel better. I was hoping to do a PR for the 5km but i ended up being a minute over.
That was it. I came down to the finish line and a lady yelled out “You are now an Ironman” i laughed thinking i would have loved to have just finished that distance and feel the same. I came in 3rd place for my age group and 6th overall. I was 2 minutes behind the lady in 2nd place.

                                                                                (Transition from bike to run)