Team No Expectations starting the drive to Southern Oregon |
Van 1 at the start on Diamond Lake. Not excited at all... |
Hood to Coast 2011 was my first relay experience. There were totally epic moments and lifetime memories were made, but overall it felt too big and too congested. I'd heard the Cascade Lakes Relay (CLR), set in Southern and Central Oregon, was smaller, more scenic, and more challenging. Plus it covered terrain I've always wanted to visit. What better way to see an area than to run through it? I added CLR to my Bucket List.
This spring I was invited to join my friend Dawn's Cascade Lakes Relay team. With three friends in my van, it was really tempting. But relays take up a lot of time away from home and are expensive. I'd have to leave for the race four days after getting home from a cross-country, fifteen day, road trip with my family which is not ideal for training or racing. Add to the mix that my Sole Sisters were contemplating a triathlon the same weekend. I hemmed and hawed for weeks, but finally decided that CLR made the most sense so I ponied up my money and joined the team.
Ruth was one of my friends on the team. She is so inspiring, encouraging, tough and strong! |
216.6 miles run continuously and split between twelve teammates separated into two vans. Each runner covers three "legs" of the race. The average mileage is between 15-20 miles per runner and each leg varies in difficulty depending on the terrain. (My overall mileage was 22 total). Van 1 starts the race. When all six of their runners have completed their legs, they tag off to Van 2. The runners and vans leapfrog each other across the entire 216.6 miles and run across the finish line together.
Van 1 gets to start |
We all finish together |
Diamond Lake - the start of the race |
a wetland area at one of the exchange zones |
We slept on grass bordering the lone highway that went through town and on the floor of a high school gym. Wore crazy costumes. Cheered each other one. And had an incredible time!
The camaraderie and friendship that come out of an event like this are more than worth the lack of sleep and physical effort. You start the race as strangers and finish as friends. What's not to love?
This photo captures the spirit of the relay. Ruth excited to see our teammate Layla approaching the first exchange. |
I was in Van 1 and assigned to run Leg 4, 16, and 28.
Cause we all know how much water I drink... #fabletics (new running gear) |
It was in the mid-80's when I started this leg in the early afternoon. All seven miles were run on a trail consisting of a sandy gravel, making it hard to gain consistently good traction. It was fully exposed to the sun and unsupported, meaning I had to carry my own water and my team couldn't drive alongside me to spray me down with water or offer encouragement.
The first six miles were brutal. I couldn't find a rhythm of any sort. The elevation and heat made me wheeze like crazy. My side hurt. My stomach hurt. I worried about getting dehydrated. Overhyderated. Getting lost. Getting eaten by a wild animal. Wondered what was wrong with me as each mile clocked in slower than the one before. All of them, except the first mile, were in the 8 minute mile range.
Finally at mile six I shook off all the negative mental noise and settled into a pace that felt decent. In the quiet stillness of that remote trail I realized that this race is not about time, but adapting to the elements, giving your best effort with what you're facing, and soaking up the unique experience. It was a really valuable lesson to learn.
tagging off to Dawn. |
Getting sprayed down after my HOT leg 4. |
I found a rhythm instantly and stayed in my zone even as I climbed hill after hill after hill. Thankfully the grade of the hills wasn't too steep and most of them weren't too long. It felt so good to run well after the disaster earlier in the day. The elite running teams caught up on this leg and two guys flew by me like I was standing still. It was so impressive to watch them run off into the night.
I LOVED this leg. How often do you get to run in the middle of the night, in pitch black darkness on a gravel road with sheriffs on horseback manning the way? NEVER! The vans drove alongside the runners kicking up boatloads of dust as they passed. My headlight illuminated the gray cloud of dust that I inhaled as I ran. That part wasn't amazing but as Clark W. Griswold says, "It's all part of the experience honey." I finished this leg with a 7:53 average pace.
About to start Leg 16. John was too speedy coming into the exchange zone and he caught me in the porta-potty! OOPS! |
Leg 28: My last leg was the hardest. 6.07 uphill miles gaining 404 vertical feet. I can't believe it was rated moderate. It felt really hard.
Earlier in the morning one of our teammates was having some breathing issues so we tagged her out in the middle of her last run and I finished the last two miles of her run for her. It gave me just enough time to jump in the van, grab a snack and get ready to run Leg 28.
By this time I was overly tired and my stomach was a hot mess. I will admit to cutting to the front of the porta-potty line TWICE before my teammate tagged off to me. Ready or not, I had 6 miles of uphill facing me and it was starting to heat up for the day.
One of the many hills I climbed on this leg, but don't feel sorry for me. There were many legs worse than this one. |
I was totally spent by the time I tagged off to my teammate, but really pleased with my effort. I finished with an 8:45 average and gave it all I had in the moment. It felt really satisfying.
TEAM NO EXPECTATIONS
Our team name was No Expectations. We were a corporate team, sponsored by Providence, because half our team worked as nurses in Labor and Delivery. Because of the heat, most of us ditched our time goals and just ran as fast as we could under the circumstance. Ironically, our team won the corporate division! Our reward was a case of Silver Moon Podium Pale Ale, specially labeled for Cascade Lakes Relay winners, and we earned guaranteed entrance into next year's relay. (Make sure to read the label. It's hilarious!) Yee-haw!
"I'm melting!" |
"I'll get you my pretty!" |
Camelia loves photography as much as I do and she lugged her camera out of the van at every stop. We took turns with the camera and ended up with an awesome photo journal of the race. We both agreed that it was fun to see ourselves in a few pictures too since we're usually the ones behind the camera.
Van 1 done and headed to the finish line. Poor John - the only guy in our van. What a good sport! |
Done and done. Cool finishers shirts and medals too. |
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