HEART HEALTHY

Vans was in Whistler, Canada for six days last week leaving me with the girls for our own little week of adventure.

Who is he with?!
Who is he with?!

Not to worry though as we didn’t waste any time getting our own little party started …

Dinner at my our favorite restaurant.
Dinner at my our favorite restaurant the first night!

The girls understood that Daddy was away doing a bike race at our friends house in another country and that we had to continue on our usual routine as best we could without him. For me, that meant no more morning or weekend runs with the usual girls or using soccer practice as a time to do some of my Rouxbe cooking assignments.

The running part was an adjustment, but luckily I work for a company that provides showers and a locker room so I took my running outside a few days week during my lunch hour. The distance is only four miles and there is only about 9 feet of elevation (picture a completely flat bike trail and business park) so instead, I motivated myself to start running faster.

It worked!
It worked!

I was able to maintain an average pace of about 7:37/mile each day that I ran on my lunch break. The temps were in the 90s too so it was pretty hot when all was said and done but it was a nice stress reliever which I have needed since work is growing more and more insane lately.  I have also been using my standup desk more and taking the six flights of stairs at the office. I keep reading articles about how sitting is slowly killing us by raising our triglycerides and insulin levels and that a mere 30 minutes of activity doesn’t do squat to combat the damage. I commute at least two hours each day to work, I sit at a desk all day long most days and when I come home, I am sitting with the Peanut doing homework. I know it may seem like I am on the go all the time but the reality of it is, I do spend a lot of time in a chair. Think about yourself. How much time do you sit in a car, a chair, at a desk or on a couch? Really think about it. The number may surprise you.

I also recently have been diving more and more into my favorite type of cooking. The online cooking course I am taking through Rouxbe is great but it is your basic plant-based cooking style using things like coconut oils and cashews to create rich and fulfilling meals. My family history of severe heart disease and heart attacks really makes it hard for me to eat that way all the time. I truly believe in the work behind Dr. Esselstyn and when I finally received his wife and daughter’s cookbook, Prevent and Reverse Heart Disease, I have been on an plant-power cooking adventure!

Mango Salsa!
Mango Salsa!

Rouxbe does have a unit on oil-free cooking and I am eagerly waiting to get there so I can learn even more tips and tricks to cooking fantastic plant-based meals without oils or nuts.

Another Esselstyn inspired meal - Green Onion Hummus
Another Esselstyn inspired meal – Green Onion Hummus

It is really important for me to try and maintain a healthy heart (as it should be for everyone). I don’t need to share the statistics that prove Americans are getting more and more unhealthy and are more and more reliant on pharmaceuticals to try and “fix” their ailments. Drugs do not reverse anything. They are only a band-aid which is why I love Dr. Esselstyn’s message. He’s a doctor, a cardiologist and is first line of defense for any of his patients is to avoid medication and put them on a plant-based oil and nut free way of living. Not a diet, a way of life.

I know I know, so many of you are probably thinking “What?! You already do not eat gluten and meat, what on earth are you going to eat now if you leave out oil and nuts?!” It isn’t that difficult to cook oil free. Oil has no nutritional value to it what so ever. It is pure fat and can do massive damage to the endothelium, the innermost lining of the artery. Nuts will be a little harder as I do love almond butter. What Dr. Esselstyn and his crew (including his son Rip who is the founder and drive behind Engine 2) say, is that if you do not have a history of heart disease that 100% avoiding nuts and fats like avocado isn’t AS crucial.

I should preface this by saying I am TRYING to be better about living this way. In the years before Vans and the girls, my diet was very much low fat and nut free and I truly felt my healthiest (minus that gluten thing). However running and training for ultra races also presents various problems when you are maxing out high mileage on a weekly basis. In fact, my usual pre-race breakfast is a bar that contains a lot of nuts! What to do?

When asked about “moderation” Dr. Esselstyn’s response is generally, “if you eat unhealthy foods in moderation, you will have a moderate heart attack.” It makes sense. I am just trying to get the hang of it all. Eating this way and being active is doable. Rip Esselstyn is a former professional triathlete and firefighter who ate this way during his training days. It can be done. We shall see where this road takes me.

In other healthy news, the Peanut had another soccer game this weekend wherein she played goalie during the first half. One goal made it past her but her team soon rose to the challenge and returned the goal and many more.

The fierce goalie!
The fierce goalie!

It was a pretty grueling weekend. The temperature was in the 100s both Saturday and Sunday. Saturday started early with soccer photos for every single team in the league!

Say Cheese!
Say Cheese!

The soccer Dad and his girls.
The soccer Dad and his girls.

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And the girls.
And the girls.
Squeaker hiding from the heat.
Squeaker hiding from the heat.

We had the soccer photos at 9 am (and it was scorching already) followed by a game at 11:00 am. Come noontime, everyone was fried and exhausted. Since I wasn’t able to run on Saturday due to all the soccer activities, I planned a run with Stonegate, Burning Girl and Pigeon for early Sunday morning. I haven’t seen Pigeon in quite some time so I was totally stoked when she said she could run with us!

Pigeon arrived at my house promptly at 6 am and we ran ourselves down to the trail head to meet Stonegate and Burning Girl. The sun had just come up and Pigeon and I were catching up on some lost time and laughs. I love how we can always pick up wherever we left off.

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We headed out on New York Creek looking to do about 16 miles for the day. My house is about a half mile from the trail head so that added an additional mile for us. Right off the bat my legs felt a little tired but they soon came back to life for a short while. The run out is always nice. It is somewhat downhill and we’re usually super excited and chat the whole way. By the time we passed Spanish House over by Folsom Lake the conversations were starting to slow. I felt like I had a bowling ball in my tummy for a while but it luckily subsided after I ate some food and took a salt tab.

Amazing views
Amazing views

The trails are a bit technical on this side of the lake compared to the route I normally go but it was a nice change of pace and it had some real nice rolling hills that we’d run and occasionally walk. Poor Pigeon had run 26 miles on Friday, 15 on Saturday and was sticking with us on our 16 mile run today. Her legs were beat but she was able to hang with us.

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So lucky to live so close to trails like this.

We chatted and shared stories. The girls laughed endlessly at my fear of birds and Stonegate is longing for the day when a turkey crosses my path on the trails. I am sure she will have her day one of these days especially as we approach Thanksgiving.

The sun was rising!
The sun was rising!

Even though we started running at 6:30 am you could feel the heat coming. The air was thick on our route back and we were reduced to walking a bit more. We also encountered a million mountain bikers on the trail having a few close calls with some head on collisions.

Overall it felt good to be back out running some distance on the trails. I definitely feel the absence and I hope that I can rebuild the stamina I once had when it comes to running longer. I am also looking forward to the next two weekends coming up. Lots of adventures are ahead quite a few of them will be in Tahoe!

Meanwhile, I will be back in the kitchen cooking for Rouxbe as well as trying to incorporate some of my own plant-based meals ala Esselstyn style.

Happy Trails!

~Trailmomma

 

 

 

 

 

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ROLLING WITH IT

Things have definitely been busy. Training for my November 50K has officially started, Vans is getting ready to head international for a fondo and the Peanut had her very first soccer game. Squeaker is doing great, becoming quite the dancing queen actually.

This past weekend I ran a fairly “new-to-me” trail, Salmon Falls. I have been there only once before. Super close to my house, these trails offer some beautiful views and some pretty technical terrain.

The morning view!
The morning view!

Stonegate (formerly GCRS Girl) and Burning Girl suggested this run and I was down for a new adventure. We had planned on running 10 to 12 miles as it was the first weekend of soccer games for all kids as well as Van’s birthday weekend.

The girls picked me up and we headed to the trail. It was a cool and quiet morning. We saw one mountain biker head out before us. The trail starts up hill which is always a great way to wake up the legs and lungs. Speaking of legs, mine had been quite tired prior to this run. We had done some hill repeats earlier in the week and I don’t think mine ever recovered from that effort. We didn’t do too many and I felt amazing after and during but the days following left me with some pretty slow turn over.

Regardless, I just plopped myself at the back of the train and followed the girls as we continued up Skunk Hollow. Stonegate and Burning Girl run run, they don’t walk, not even the climbs. Even though we were not going that far mileage wise, I would hike the climbs especially since we were all just chatting away. I think they got the hint as they started hiking with me. One of the biggest misconceptions of a trail ultra is that you have to run every single step. I have heard countless interviews with elites who agree you have to power climb the uphill sections if you want to survive the longer mileage of an ultra. Running with new(ish) people is always interesting and I adore these girls. We just have to figure out our groove. I know how Pigeon operates when she runs and now I have to adjust to these two awesome girls.

Stonegate & Burning Birl
Stonegate & Burning Girl

We finally had gotten into a groove and were running down hill. I was in the back and I was watching the ground noticing all the rocks, mentally telling myself “Watch out for the rocks! Do NOT roll your bad ankle.” What do I do? Hit it a rock with my GOOD ankle. Snap! (Yea, I heard a snap). Instead of just running through it and shaking off the pain, I was sidelined pretty quick. To be honest, I was pretty afraid I broke or tore something in my foot (not necessarily my ankle). I made the girls wait a few minutes with me to see if I could power through. Eventually I thought the pain was subsiding enough that I could continue on and so they put me up front so as to dictate the pace. I was feeling okay for about three-quarters of a mile and then we hit another down hill section and I could feel twinges of pain shoot through my foot. That’s never good so I called it. I don’t generally quit things but having had a history with ankle issues, I didn’t want to risk making things worse.

We turned around and ran the 3+ miles back to the car, hiking the ups. 😉 At the car I took off my shoe (I know I know) and there was no swelling OR bruising but it hurt like HELL. It hurt even more when Burning Girl dropped me off in my driveway … hobbling was pretty much all that I could do.

Inside I iced and elevated it and thought things were fine. I felt well enough to head to the Peanut’s soccer game. There was no way I was going to miss her very first soccer game as a Hummingbird!

Goal Kick!
Goal Kick!

Soccer means a lot to Vans and myself. We both grew up playing (starting at an early age) and we also met each other while playing soccer. The Peanut didn’t want to play but we encouraged her to try one season.

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While at the game, I tried sitting down as much as I could but with Squeaker in tow, who is DYING to play soccer … it was a bit hard.

Put me in coach!
Put me in coach!

My foot started throbbing severely. I had worn some loose-fitting shoes thinking that it was better than wearing flip-flops. Wrong. People around me were concerned. I looked pretty terrible but I kept cheering!
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Go Peanut!
Go Peanut!

Later that afternoon when we finally arrived home, I was done. I couldn’t bear any weight. I couldn’t wiggle my toes. I was crawling on hands and knees all around the house until I could put my foot up and ice it. I called a Doctor who advised I take some Tylenol and they scheduled x-rays for Sunday.

The Tylenol did wonders. The throbbing stopped and I was able to bear weight again. Whew! Sunday came and I took myself to the hospital while the family slept. I met some Sunday Doc who said she didn’t see anything in my x-rays that screamed “broken.” So she gave me new shoe and sent me on my way.

Awesome
Awesome

Throughout the day my foot would feel better but there was no way I was going to be able to put on a shoe. I also didn’t love the boot so I opted for some supportive sandals instead. 🙂

Monday came and I saw my miracle worker Dr. Lau. He thinks there may be something else going on and advised me to get new x-rays which I did. Now I am just waiting to get those results (my foot surgeon doctor is reviewing them). Overall things are feeling MUCH better. I tried going to the gym and wearing a regular shoe and it was ‘ok’ but not great. It looks like more rest is in my future right now and wearing regular shoes is not exactly high on my list.

I am rolling with it though. Just letting this brief period of rest happen. I know it is nothing serious so I am just riding this train and letting my body heal. Vans’s trip will also be a form of rest for me since I will be solo-parenting (love me some girl time). I am just looking forward to getting back on the trails healthy.

Meanwhile, I will dive deeper into my Rouxbe Cooking Course (don’t forget you can enter to attend as well for FREE – see my post by clicking here).

And of course, watching my girl experience soccer for the first time. She may not love it at the moment, but she does like the social time she gets with her friends and it is a few hours out of the house and into the sunshine (go Vitamin D!) which of course we love!

Not to mention (terrible) treats after the games!
Not to mention (terrible) treats after the games!

 Happy Trails!

~Trailmomma

 

 

 

 

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THE HIGHS AND LOWS

This weekend’s run was definitely an eye opener for me. I always write about having good days and bad days on the trails and Saturday was definitely one of my not so great days. I completed the run. All 15 miles and 3200+ ft of elevation gain of it including a brutal climb up K2. Yet, I truly feel like I was battling my body the entire way.

The view from K2
The view from K2

I have my suspicions as to WHY I had such a bad run. Lack of sleep for one. Squeaker has been up one to two times a night most days of the week and yet I continued to go to all my morning workouts instead of making up for any lost sleep. I also had some dental work this week that has left me with the inability to chew anything too hard or too “sticky” and ultimately left me on a smoothie only diet for a few days. While smoothies are a great way to get your greens and vitamins in … they are not an ideal source of energy for multiple days on end right before you go do a run in super hot weather with significant climbing. Live and learn right?

I also learned on my run that some of my past fueling habits may have been helping me more than I thought since I was without one of my signature items on this run. Again, lesson learned.

Regardless, I am proud of the run that I had. It was with a group of people who I am fairly new to running with as Pigeon was working. This group is a bit faster than I am used to but I like that. It encouraged me to keep up the pace at times. Challenges are good. They inspire and motivate us.

After the run I hit the canal to clean off my incredibly dusty legs and also cool the muscles and joints down a bit.

The Canal
The Canal

I was home by 10:30 a.m. having started the run at 6:30 a.m. which was really nice and Vans was quite surprised by my arrival

I am digging the 15 to 20 mile distance right now. That also seems to be my internal mileage marker anyway. Anymore than 20 and I think I might be pushing things. My body is telling me to be gradual about my runs and for once, I am listening.

The rest of my beautiful Saturday was spent with my girls either doing art projects or watching them swim in the pool.

My artists
My artists

In the evening we made a family outing to cheer on the Sacramento Republic FC team against Oklahoma in one of their final home games of their inaugural season.
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Sacramento Republic FC
Sacramento Republic FC

The girls really enjoyed the game even though it was a super late evening. The Peanut has started playing soccer and for her, it was neat to see a real game in person.

Squeaker was a trooper
Squeaker was a trooper

Squeaker was starting not to feel very well. I could tell something was off when she was not enjoying the game. Needless to say, she woke up the next morning with a fever but she’s a strong kid and is fighting this cold with all her might.

Like I said, there have been a lot of highs and lows this weekend. Another one of the high points was having some quiet time Sunday morning to go over my Rouxbe cooking assignments and studying for one of my quizzes.

A peaceful morning
A peaceful morning

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Squeaker, age 3
Squeaker, age 3
Peanut, age 6
Peanut, age 6

Happy Trails!

~Trailmomma

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BACK ON THE TRAILS

As I mentioned in this post, the Peanut’s swim season is over. It seems, for the time being, I have my Saturday mornings back! Pigeon wasted no time and emailed me that we were meeting at 6 am and hitting the trails by 6:30 since the temperature was supposed to hit the low 100s.

She had emailed me that we were doing the Clementine and Stage Coach loops using our car as a make shift aid-station between loops. I remember this run. You can read about that adventure run here … I very clearly remember it being anywhere between 15 and 20 miles depending on how we finished the route. Ouch. 20 miles!? I haven’t been running more than 7 or 8 the last few weekends. My last run of 15 was about two weeks before Pigeon ran the Tahoe Rim Trail 100 mile race. Still, I was excited. I have missed my weekend trail runs and all the adventures that follow and yesterday’s run had its share of adventure.

Let’s start out with me waiting at my car at 6 am at our usual meet up place. I see Pigeon drive in and park a few spots behind me. I immediately jump out of my car and head to the back to gather all my things. I grab my bag and cooler and walk over to the back of Pigeon’s car. “What is that sticker? Did Pigeon put a sticker on her car?” I think as I am about to throw my bag into the back of this car. I stop and realize it IS NOT Pigeon’s car! The woman in the car just looks at me. I turn around and there is Pigeon, in her car, behind me “What are you doing?” she says. I just start laughing. Luckily, I kind of knew the woman whose car I almost climbed into but she looked a little confused. Just to clarify, they were the exact same car (make, color, everything) this girl had a few stickers on her car that Pigeon would never put on hers. I quickly climbed into Pigeon’s car and we took of laughing pretty much the first 20 minutes over my mistake.

I was excited for this run because three other girls were going to join us! Pigeon had thrown it out there that we were running early and luckily a few other ladies wanted to join us!

The crew
The crew

I have run with some or all of these ladies at various points over the last year. From left to right we have: Doc, Legs, Miss P, Pigeon and myself. These ladies are awesome runners. They are all super strong and a lot of fun. I was definitely the slow one in this group.

We started off with some climbing. Nothing like starting the lungs out on a high note up a big hill. Doc, Legs and Miss P took off running. Pigeon is still recovering from her 50 miles at Tahoe two weeks ago, so she was content to hang with me hiking and running our way up the hill.

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We were just running along when all of a sudden my head gets stuck and I realize that once again, my pony tail was caught in the zipper on the back of my jenny vesta hydration vest.  This has happened numerous times to me on various runs. Trust me, I have tried two side braids, a french braid and even pigtails but my hair is that long that it sort of just swings and gets caught in the zipper. This time however, it was bad. I stopped and yelled to Pigeon to help me.

“What!? Again? You and your wardrobe malfunctions.” She comes to take a look at my pack and situation and goes, “Oh man, that’s stuck. That’s really stuck. I don’t think I can get that one out. I think you are going to have to pull a chunk out of your hair.” I start laughing and then start pulling. I could tell it was pretty wrapped in there. I pull and pull and all of a sudden I hear RIP! Ouch.

Yup, that's my hair!
Yup, that’s my hair!

We eventually made it to the top of the hill and the others were waiting for us. We shared my little drama story, each of them agreed that it must have hurt.

Off we went down the trail. It was a nice run. We’d sort of separate at various points, each of us talking to a different person for a bit catching up on what is new in life or for me, finding out more about some people. It really makes the miles fly by when you have runs like this.

Eventually we got back to our car after a 6 mile or so loop. I hit the restroom and then when I got out, it seemed everyone was ready. I refilled one water bottle and dropped another thinking I wouldn’t need it since my pack was still quite full and had some ice. One thing that I forgot to do, was grab any additional fuel. I didn’t eat anything on the first loop as it wasn’t that long but I knew the second loop had some additional climbing and that we’d face some heat.This is no tadalafil 5mg tablets more than a new method of email spam only it’s permission based. Yelling and vardenafil india a spanking isn’t always the best solution. There might be uterine malformations, leiomyoma or uterine fibroids, and Asherman’s Syndrome. tadalafil canadian pharmacy Some of the more common treatments are :- Prescription Drugs – These medications are usually consumed orally about an line uk viagra hour prior to a sexual act and the sexual health issues that he generally suffers from are causes behind this.

Off we ran up the Stage Coach hill. When we got to the top, Legs called it a day and ran herself back down to her car. The four of us kept going towards the Auburn Damn Overlook with Miss P leading the way. She took a little different route to get to the overlook than Pigeon or I am used to but we were content to just follow her lead.

At the overlook we all tried to soak our bandanas  in water as it was starting to really heat up and fast. The water in the fountains however was luke warm at best. Not exactly refreshing.

Down the hill we went. Occasionally we’d stop and talk to some runners who were also out running. It seems everyone was trying to beat the heat with an earlier start.

Doc bombing down the hill in the hot sun
Doc bombing down the hill in the hot sun

Miss P was really feeling great on this run and was quite a bit ahead of us at all times. She’s in training for some nice races this year but both her and Doc ran the San Francisco marathon just the weekend before. Like I said, studs. 🙂

Pigeon on her way down
Pigeon on her way down

Pigeon was starting to slow just a bit. She was still in good spirits but the heat was rising fast. While the climbing slowed me down more than I would have liked, the rest of the run I felt pretty good. Occasionally I would pick up the pace and run a little harder or run up some tiny hill. Clearly I need to work on my climbing and hill repeats in the near future.

Soon we were coming to No Hands Bridge and the decision was made, we would head back to the car instead of heading up to K2 to try and make our run 20 miles instead of 16. I was fine with that.

When Pigeon and I reached the car and cooled down and said goodbye to the girls, the temperature gauge at 10:30 am read 97 degrees. That is hot at that hour!

I was home by 11 am and excited to spend the day with Vans, Squeaker and the girls. We had a little pool party planned and it was nice to just relax poolside (as much as you can with a million kids under the age of 6 in a pool) and enjoy the weekend.

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Our little mermaid

Happy Trails! (it felt so good to be back on them)

~Trailmomma

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TAHOE RIM TRAIL 100 (CREW)

My good friend and running partner, Pigeon toed the line at the Tahoe Rim Trail 100 mile endurance run last weekend. While the details of that race are not mine to tell, I can share with you what Be-Well-Run and I experienced from a crew’s perspective.

It all started when Be-Well-Run (BWR) arrived at my house from Canada last Thursday evening. She came to visit knowing that a large portion of our time would be spent heading to Tahoe to crew Pigeon (I do not think BWR minded in the slightest).

When I arrived home from work on Friday, we quickly packed the car with our gear, some food and hit the road. We immediately started listening to Ultrarunner Podcast, one of my favorite (LOCAL) podcasts. These interviews always get me excited to run trails.

Our first stop? Squaw Valley! Squaw Valley is the Trailmomma family’s home away from home. Near and dear to hearts, I wanted to show BWR where we spend most of our days/evenings when we are in Tahoe. As an added bonus, the Squaw Valley Wanderlust Festival was going on at the same time!

Hippies, tie-dye, malas, yoginis and vegans were everywhere! BWR and I were in total Wanderlust heaven. We were also starved when we got there so we grabbed a free SoDelicious Almond Milk Mocha Ice Cream Bar followed by some amazing local kombucha. That’s how we roll.

Kombucha!
Kombucha!

Soon it was time to hook up with Pigeon and Missouri at the condo. We caught up on events, introduced BWR and Missouri to each other and soon started discussing what was going to happen the next day when Pigeon started her race.

We also laughed endlessly about some of the adventures Pigeon and I have had on the trail together. BWR and Missouri sat there and listened to Pigeon and I laugh about who did what, who fell where, who got scared by turkeys (okay, we all know who that was) … and I realized, while finishing the race was Pigeon’s goal, the journey to get there was probably my favorite part.

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Pigeon went to bed early. She had a lot on her mind and an early wake up call. BWR and I sat up and just soaked in the fact that we were in Tahoe about to be part of Pigeon’s journey. I was also a little bit sad that I was going to miss the Peanut’s last home swim meet. She had been called to be an alternate on the relay team which for her, is a very big deal.

Tattooing her sister before the meet.
Tattooing her sister before the meet.

Still, I knew that I needed to go to bed and get a good night of sleep because BWR and I were going to wake up and hit the trails to see Pigeon pass through the 11 mile and 17 mile marker in the race.

With a restless night of sleep, I woke up completely energized and ready to show BWR the Tunnel Creek Trail that leads up to the TRT course. She has seen photos of this trail for the last few years on my blog but has never set foot on it until now.

Just three and half miles long (completely up hill) is all it takes to hit the Tunnel Creek aid-station at TRT. This aid-station is the 11 mile and 17 mile marker for all 3 events (50K, 50 mile and 100 mile). However, the 50 and 100 milers will pass through this aid-station numerous times on their journey.

BWR and I finally made it to the top and just in time as we saw Coach Nikon coming in at mile 11 and heading out on the Red House Loop.

Coach Nikon!
Coach Nikon!

I could tell BWR was pretty stoked. More and more runners were coming in and since it was so early in the race, most of them were happy and in good spirits. I tried taking a selfie of BWR and myself and before I knew what was happening, this super cute runner dude asked if he could jump into our selfie!

What a cutie!
What a cutie!

We’d see this guy a few more times throughout the race but he was never as smiley as he was in the above photo.

While sitting and waiting for Pigeon to come through, we saw quite a few runners come in. We would cheer and shout encouraging words. I even saw Boo come through! She was running the 50K race with zero training under her belt (and she placed in her age group too!).

Boo! FYI everyone, she is over 50. Rock on!
Boo! FYI everyone, she is 54 years young and rocks it!

Finally we saw Pigeon come through. We were not allowed in the aid-station so we had to sit tight and wait until she got what she needed and came out.

Pigeon crossing the timing mats.
Pigeon crossing the timing mats.

We knew that we’d see her again in less than two hours so BWR and I just hung out and cheered runners on totally loving every moment of it.

Perched on our rock.
Perched on our rock.

Eventually Pigeon came back through at mile 17.3 of the race and per the rules, she had to weigh herself to make sure her weight was stable.

Her weight was right on target.
Her weight was right on target.

BWR and I made sure she had all she needed and that she used the porta potty. We told her that we would see her at Diamond Peak (mile 30) next. Overall, she looked great. The only thing that I noticed (and no one else would have) was that she was walking back up towards Tunnel Creek after the Red House Loop whereas every single year past, she’s run that hill. Still, I just assumed she was pacing herself.

When Pigeon left, BWR and I took off down the trail back to the car. What was 3.5 miles up hill, was also 3.5 miles down hill. While I knew better than to bomb it, I couldn’t help myself or BWR’s excitement running down the hill towards the most beautiful views of the lake.

Having a blast
Having a blast

We got to our car and headed back to the condo for some food and quick cat nap. Soon it was time to pack the car and head to Diamond Peak (which was just up the road) with Missouri and all the gear in tow. I would be remiss if I didn’t mention this little side story here.
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Missouri drove Pigeon’s car to the bottom of Diamond Peak. With the new crewing rules, parking was limited at the ski resort. We unloaded the gear onto a wagon and made our way up the huge hill towards the aid-station. A gentleman in a car stopped to tell us that there was tons of parking up the hill. Missouri didn’t want to have to unload the cart again and sort of dismissed it. Finally, after enough pestering, she agreed to let me move the car closer. So I hopped in, drove up quite a ways and then turned back down the hill and ran towards Missouri and BWR who were pushing this massive wagon of gear up the hill. We even PASSED the car and I pointed out the car’s new location. This small piece of information is significant, so remember it. 😉

We set up our mini aid-station at Diamond Peak and began socializing. I was sad to hear that Coach Nikon had dropped but he seemed okay with it. BWR got to see Gordy Ansleigh, the man behind the Western States 100 Mile Endurance Run. She may have stalked him just a bit.

Pigeon came into the aid-station right on target and the whole crew jumped into action.

Here she comes!
Here she comes!

I refilled her pack. Missouri got everything out that she needed. We all just jumped into doing whatever it was that she needed as fast as she needed it.

Changing socks
Changing socks

She had expressed some discomfort but she seemed so together mentally. This Pigeon was a whole new runner compared to the runner who came through this same aid-station in 2013.

Cooling her off. It was getting hot!
Cooling her off. It was getting hot!

Soon it was time for her take off up the massive Diamond Peak hill. One of my favorite photos is the one below. Pigeon had asked myself and Kuni to pace her in this race. Kuni had just run Hardrock a week prior and has tons of ultra experience under his belt. He was also Pigeon’s pacer during the American River 50 miler this year and brought her back to life. The following photo says a lot.

Pep talk or teacher talking to his student? Both.
Pep talk or teacher talking to his student? Both.

Once Pigeon was gone we loaded up the cart again and headed to the car … which was dead. Yup. The battery in their car had died. The blame was put on me since I was the last one to touch the car and MAY have bumped the hazard lights (which were not on when we all walked by it earlier). My heart sank a little. I knew how much the car meant to Pigeon … I also knew that if she knew what happened, she would have flipped. 🙂

Luckily, Kuni came to our rescue again and gave us a jump start but the car would prove to be a problem all day and so we moved all the gear to my car …. (take note, again, this is important later on). 🙂

We had a few hours to kill so we went back to the house. We ate, we napped whatever it was and soon found ourselves getting back into (my) car and heading towards Spooner Lake where Pigeon would come through at mile 50 and also pick up Kuni as her pacer.

I am not sure why, but I never once looked up at the sky to see what the clouds or weather was doing. In hind sight, yea, we should have looked at the sky.

We arrived at Spooner Lake, parked the car and set up camp. Pigeon was predicted to come in at a certain time and we were there quite early which was fine, we were chatting it up with other runners and crews. Spooner Lake is a happening spot in this race as it is the finish line for the 50K and 50 Miler runners and the half way point for the 100 milers who were about to head out on a second loop.

I cannot recall how long we had been there but before we even realized, the sky had turned dark dark gray and we heard a roll or two of thunder. All of a sudden the sky opened up and the rain came down in buckets! Then it started hailing on us! Huge giant pieces of hail were pelting us left and right. Lightening was blasting all around us and seemed way too close for comfort. We got word that they had to evacuate one of the aid-stations out on the course.

All of a sudden I remember that we had MY car! I turned to Missouri and told her that I had a tarp in my car. I ran to the car in the storm. It was raining so hard that I even got a little turned around because I couldn’t see and the parking lot was quickly flooding!

I found the tarp and raced back to the crew. We used the tarp to cover ourselves as well as the gear of Pigeon and a few other runners that we knew. Now who saved the day huh? I went from the girl who killed the car to the girl who had a tarp in her car! Wait … why do I have a tarp in my car? (cough cough murderer?) 🙂

Hiding under the tarp
Hiding under the tarp

The weather was dumping on us. Runners were still coming through the aid-station completely soaked and shivering. All we kept thinking about was Pigeon and the fact that she was probably on Snow Valley, a peak so high up that she would have been in the thick of the storm.

BWR kinda loving the excitement ... for a bit.
BWR kinda loving the excitement … for a bit.

We must have stood there for what felt like days but in reality was only hours waiting and praying for Pigeon. We wanted her to come in so that #1 we’d know she was safe and #2 we could dry her up and get ourselves out of there and back to the condo where it was warm and dry.

She finally came in, almost 2 hours off her scheduled time. We knew the weather would slow her down (how could it not) but when she came in, I could see in her face that things were not well. Still, as a crew should, we jumped into gear and raced to get her warm broth to sip, some dry clothes to change into and a place to sit down.

Unfortunately Pigeon had to make a decision. She was about an hour and 45 minutes ahead of the cut off at this aid-station but her running ability was limited. She could chase the cut offs all night long or call it. She decided to call it. I could see the disappointment in her eyes. She apologized to us crew profusely and we just shushed her. We would have been by her side no matter what she decided. Nothing would have stopped us from being her crew. We were honored to part of her team. We would do it all again in a heart beat.

Pigeon's Crew (minus two)
Pigeon’s Crew (minus two)

So while the outcome is not what Pigeon envisioned for herself, she has many things in life to be grateful for and she knows this. She has an exciting future ahead both on the trails and off. I have no doubts that she will get a 100 miler under her belt and while it may not be TRT, it will happen. With every race she does, Pigeon gains so much knowledge. She matures before your eyes as a runner each and every time she toes the line.

I look forward to seeing her conquer her goals and she will conquer them. I have no doubts about it and when she does, she will have one kick a$$ crew behind her.

Pigeon
Pigeon

Happy Trails!

~Trailmomma

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