Forums >Racing>Bonkin makes me puke (Cross Posted)
You'll ruin your knees!
""...the truth that someday, you will go for your last run. But not today—today you got to run." - Matt Crownover (after Western States)
So Bonkin, whatever you did to make me puke, it actually helped. Let's do it again sometime.
E.J.Greater Lowell Road RunnersCry havoc and let slip the dawgs of war!May the road rise to meet you, may the wind be always at your back, may the sun shine warm upon your SPF30, may the rains fall soft upon your sweat-wicking hat, and until you hit the finish line may The Flying Spaghetti Monster hold you in the hollow of His Noodly Appendage.
When it’s all said and done, will you have said more than you’ve done?
Vim
Burninated Peasant
I guess I'll just have to pray for 40 degree weather. And lots of beer for my back.
I think I'm sensing a trend here - I also felt a pretty strong urge to hurl shortly after leaving Bonkin's aid station. From Marshall/mbk's description, I should have just let it fly. I attributed it to the e-cap that I took at the station, but now I'm beginning to wonder. Like Marshall, I went out too fast, though I thought I was taking it easy. Apparently not easy enough, given the warm weather. I forgot to look at my watch at the halfway mark, but I did check it about a mile after the turnaround, and it said 1:29. I got progressively slower after that, and started having calf cramps shortly before the 4.5 mile-left Murrell aid station. I took a fairly long break under the pretense of talking to Bonkin/Mike. After the aid station, I had quite a few stretches where I had to hobble/walk to prevent my calf/quad/hamstring cramps from introducing my face to the ground. Surprisingly, only four people passed me during my misery, and one of them was on a bike, so I assumed he wasn't part of the race. I went back by one of the other three shortly before the finish. Somehow I made it to the end, though I couldn't quite catch the first female. And Lynn, yes, I was saving all my energy for the "sprint" at the top of the stairs. Or at least enough energy to finish upright. I ended up 7th (6th male), with a time of 3:03:46 according to the race results that were on the table. I seem to have a habit of forgetting to stop my watch at these things, so I'm glad they were quick to print those out. I'm still amazed at the 50k runners - I'm really going to have to figure out the cramping/salt thing before attempting one of those. Either that, or make sure to sign up for one where the weather is closer to 40 degrees than 80. Also like Marshall, I'm now questioning my decision to sign up for White Rock. My back is very unhappy with me about the race, or maybe about sleeping on a matress on the floor for the past month, or maybe both. I guess I'll just have to pray for 40 degree weather. And lots of beer for my back.