tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71053725182565856832024-03-13T19:50:07.176-07:00Blind Beer RunnerKyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-10174225983510565512019-07-16T06:46:00.000-07:002019-07-16T11:18:14.592-07:00Western States Race Recap: DNF & Winning<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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As it should be, this is a tough race to recap. Two weeks have passed and I still feel
the sting of my DNF and my stomach knots up a bit when I see Western States
Endurance Run (WSER) race photos and reports from other runners.<o:p></o:p></div>
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That said, I am focusing more on the feelings and not as
much on the facts. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The fact is that I ended up not making the time cut-off at
the mile 15.5 aid station. I put in the training and am arguably as fit as I
have ever been so this is a frustrating result. But this is what makes ultrarunning
so great-there are so many elements that factor into a race and your overall
success. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The fact is that the snow in the high country destroyed me.
The snow was not like the 7-mile snow section we ran during training camp in which
the snow was ankle deep and runnable even when it became tracked. The snow
along the high country and ridge sections was packed, slick, pock-marked from
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When I wasn’t falling, I was slip-sliding all-around. My sighted guide Steve
did an amazing job with what he had to work with. He was describing the
surface, snow bridges, how far down the snow went before it was dirt. And trying to keep an eye on the pink flag course markings! I
actually hung onto him a few times which was a first for me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I fell anywhere between a dozen and 20 times. I briefly knocked
the wind out of myself and one time I twisted while falling backwards and my
face and front teeth got very acquainted with a rock. But I promised myself I
would get up after every fall and that I did. Sometimes a bit more slowly especially the one or two times I slid into a deep tree well that required me
to claw my way out of. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Although I do have some usable vision, I cannot detect any
contrast in the snow. Therefore, I could not see how high to step or which way
the narrow running “lane” was slanted seeing that most of the ridge was
off-camber. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Lets back up a bit. As mentioned, I went into the race fit,
mentally prepared to grind it out and push harder than ever, had an all-star
crew, and got a good night’s sleep the night before the race. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We arrived at Squaw Village around 4:30AM and quickly picked
up our bibs and headed inside to keep warm. The temperature was about 39. Jill,
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about 4:50AM we walked outside to the start line. This is when it became real.
We were minutes away from starting the most historic, prestigious, and arguably
competitive 100-mile race in the U.S. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We counted down from 10, I got all the feels, and we were
off at the shot-gun blast. The start line atmosphere equaled that of my first
Boston Marathon. The crowds were deep and LOUD! </div>
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The first 3.5 miles were a
climb up the ski slope starting at 6,000 feet and taking us to about 8,500. It
was a decent climb and my goal was to work hard, stay focused, not look at my
pace, yet remain relaxed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A ton of spectators climbed up the slope including members
of my crew so it was so awesome to hear everyone cheering Steve and I on.
Somewhere around mile 2 we moved off the dirt path and onto the ski slope which
had groomed snow. We continued to move efficiently because although we were
climbing the trail was level. We even slowly ran in a few spots that were flat.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We hit a ridiculous step section that I knew was coming. But
when we crested that I had no idea we were at the top of the Escarpment. The
party-like atmosphere was surreal. There was music and a ton of cheers. My
brother Jayson kindly hiked up at 3:30AM so it was awesome to see him-thanks
bro. Eric Schranz was also up there with his horn thing. I told myself to stay
focused and keep moving so apologies for not chatting.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We began a short descent and about a half mile in the
single-track became pretty rocky. Steve and I pulled over to let a long line of
runners pass. This is always a tough emotional moment for me because I hate
having people pass me because of the terrain. But I knew this would happen and
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Shortly after this section the snow began. Around
mile five I looked at my watch for the first time and I pulled a 30-miute mile
because of the snow. Keep moving and grinding-you got this. Then another two
miles in the mid-20s. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I was in trouble. Keep moving.<o:p></o:p></div>
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At mile 8, right after I took a fall and slid into a deep
tree well, I saw two runners with orange vests on. This could not be good. The
course sweepers caught up to me so I knew I was going to have a short day. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We ran into Lyons Ridge Aid Station and they do not have a
cut-off. Volunteers asked if I was continuing (heck yes!) so on we went. I had
about an hour to run 5-6 miles so I knew it was nearly impossible to make the
cut-off. We hiked the uphills, ran the flats and the non-technical downhills,
and continued to get crushed on the never-ending snow. A few times I slid down
on my butt (you think baseball sliding raspberries are rough, try sliding on
snow wearing running shorts!). <o:p></o:p></div>
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We came on one steep, off-camber snowy downhill and both
Steve and the sweeper advised against sliding down it. So we hiked up to dry
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We arrived at Red Star AS between 11:10AM and 11:20AM and
the cut-off was 10:30AM. The very kind volunteers had set aside some food and
coke for our hour plus ride to meet my crew.<o:p></o:p><br />
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Then a volunteer cut off my race bracelet. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We got dropped off at the Forest Hill aid station which is
the most active stop on the course because crew and the public are there. While
walking up the street I saw Lucy coming toward me. I couldn’t even pretend to
be stoic and we embraced while crying. I will never forget her support and
words of encouragement. As a Dad, I am supposed to be her rock, so I am
grateful that the script was flipped.<o:p></o:p><br />
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I was embarrassed and stopped to take of my race bib. Maybe
not having a bib on would hide the fact that I had already DNFd? (PS its kind
of hard to be anonymous while using my white cane!). <o:p></o:p></div>
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My crew notes said that if I ended up dropping, I was
committed to sticking around and cheering. But this was tough and hard to
endure. I held off on drinking a beer for an hour or so because I wanted to deal with this with a
clear head. On numerous occasions I heard folks come up to my crew and ask them
how their runner was doing. I heard my crew get quiet and tell them I DNFd. But
I had to stand out there and be a part of this wonderful community. </div>
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We saw the
top 15 or so runners come through then drove to the finish line. We cheered the
top men and then we all needed food.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jill and I were back at the finish line track around 6AM
Sunday and hanging out with my guide Amy and Eric S. I was very happy that both
Amy and my pacer Krissy were able to jump in and pace their friends.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I was also thrilled to see my friend Danielle T finish
strong. And fellow Topo Ambassador Joseph Chick, after being in the lottery for
seven years, get it done. And Oliver T, who l did a few training runs with in
Boston, cross the line after also being in the lottery for seven years!!! And being
on the track for the Golden Hour (29-30) and seeing the raw emotion of the
finishers was well worth it. And to stand with most of my crew, including Lucy,
and see two runners finish at the end (one with 22 seconds to spare) was
mind-blowing. I’ve never experienced so much energy and excitement at a finish
line. <o:p></o:p></div>
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But the feelings are still raw. I had the opportunity to
head to San Francisco after the race and spoke at Transports running store (thank you Sarah D.) in Oakland and
Clif HQ. This was tough but it helped me process the events. We also got some
family time in and hit up a local mini-golf course (I won!) and Six Flags (my
stomach was hurting so I DNF after six rides! <span style="font-family: "wingdings"; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></span>
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I am incredibly thankful to Clif for the tremendous amount
of support as well as Craig Thornley, the WSER race director and the entire
race committee. Together, they helped to raise so much awareness about athletes
who are blind/visually impaired. <o:p></o:p></div>
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But I felt the pressure leading up to the race. I appreciate
and certainly embrace the opportunity to raise awareness but at the same time I
sometimes wish I could be just another runner. And DNFing with this level of
attention is brutal although I know it happens to so many folks.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I also feel that I disappointed my community and peers.
Although I know no one thinks this it still upsets me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Although never an excuse, I am upset that my lack of vision
was the determining factor. Who knows if I would have ultimately finished
without the snow? But I wanted my fitness, mental toughness to push through the
elements, to determine my outcome. And not my eyes. I also know that there is
more I can do around my training. I need to continue to improve my balance and
ankle strength and work on my climbing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I am 200% certain that a runner who is blind/visually
impaired can finish Western States. If that is not me, then I want to be there
when one of my very capable peers crosses that line. Who’s up for this?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Trail and ultra running is a wonderful sport centered within
a beautiful community. It brings me so much joy just to be a part of the tribe.
I am incredibly thankful for the support and well wishes both pre and post-race.
Collectively, we opened eyes (pun intended): more runners signed up to be
sighted guides, and others will continue to push boundaries.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I did not sign up for Western States to be the first person
who started it. What motivates me is challenging myself to take on big adventures
and leveraging this opportunity to raise awareness. As <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I reflect back on the young people who are
visually impaired who got into trail running within the past year and came to
visit me during Wester States training camp. I am starting to understand and be
a bit more comfortable knowing that for them seeing someone do what I do (what
we all love to do) has an impact on their lives.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Like life, ultra running is filled with ups and downs. So
this experience is a reminder to always keep things in perspective, learn, and keep
moving forward.<o:p></o:p></div>
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While in decent spirits, I told Steve that I was not having
fun. Tripping, falling, rolling my ankles was just not fun. I run because I
enjoy actually running while recognizing that there will always be
walking/hiking. But I miss being able to open-up my stride, hammer a trail when
I want to and not when the terrain dictates it. So I am going to spend some
time thinking about this. I love the challenge of a course like Wester States
but I want it to be challenging AND fun.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A big thanks to Jill and Lucy for putting up with me over
the past seven or so months. From long weekend training runs, to obsessing
about the logistics and plan, to taking time off work to come out and crew.
Thank you.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Team Pocket Food?!-you all inspire me (please know how
infrequently I use that word) not only to run, but to be a good human and to
give back to our community. Thanks for being you and most importantly your
friendship.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Clif (& Brooke): dang, I had no idea how all of this was
going to pan out and you absolutely exceeded my expectations. From the sponsor
bib, to supporting my crew to ensure I had the best team possible, to the
marketing and social media to raise the bar about runners who are blind/VI. You
reminded me how companies can not only make money but have outstanding values.
Thanks for a great ride.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Topo Athletic: thanks for not only putting outstanding shoes
on my feet (I ran in the all-new, incredibly amazing Mountain Racers) but for all
of the little ways that you support me and our Tribe. I know more brands are
following your lead in engaging athletes of all abilities. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Nathan Sports & Squirrel Nut Butter: a special thanks
for making sure I had the right gear. I very much appreciate your support. And
a special thanks to the Foreseeable Future Foundation for their support and the
work they do to support individuals who are blind/visually impaired.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Finally, if you are interested in being a sighted guide or
are looking for a guide. Check out <a href="http://www.unitedinstride.com/">United in Stride. </a><o:p></o:p></div>
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Beer: our crew hit up Knee Deep Brewing and Moonraker on
Sunday. Both brew delicious beer and it was nice to see other WSER runner at
Moonraker. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I hope to see you all on the trails and roads. Happy
running. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<br />Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-29979057596877501602019-06-20T07:33:00.001-07:002019-06-20T07:33:23.290-07:00Team Pocket Food (?!) Here we come Squaw<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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for Western States Endurance Race 100-miler. Folks call this race everything
from the “Granddaddy of 100s”, “the most iconic and historic hundred”, the “the
Super Bowl of 100s.” I call it an amazing opportunity to get out on some
gorgeous mountains and by far the most challenging course I’ve run. And I am
ready for said challenge.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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more miles than I did when training for my other 100s including Vermont, I’ve
focused on quantity more than quality, and put up some big weeks along with
taking the needed rest to recover. A huge thanks to my wife and daughter Lucy
for supporting ALL of my training and time away from the house.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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with a sponsor bib provided by Clif and incredibly thankful for their support. They
are putting me in a tremendous position to succeed and allowing me to roll into
Squaw with the absolute best team I could assemble. A quick note to say thanks
to everyone who reached out offering to guide, crew, pace-your offer and
support will be at the front of my mind come race day. I would also like to
thank my peers in the running community who have cheered near and far since I
secured a bib. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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team. In my best Perry Farrell voice, “here we go…”</span></div>
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is an accomplished thru-hiker and outdoor enthusiast. He has dedicated his
professional career to working with non-profit and outdoor organizations. Steve
guided Kyle every day of the Transrockies 6-day, 120 mile run.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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has won a few races and written a few books! Running and author accomplishments
aside (look them up), Scott has been an incredibly supporter of the
blind/visually impaired community. He has guided numerous times at the Boston
Marathon and California International Marathon as well as trail runs. He is a
true ally and obviously knows the Western States course pretty darn well. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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has carried that passion into her professional life working for Fleet Feet,
Nathan, and currently as the National Sales Manager for Mountain Hardwear. She
is an avid trail runner and outdoor enthusiast who has also completed the
TransRockies 6-day Run. She has guided Kyle during the 2017 and 2018 California
International Marathon as well as the Western States training camp. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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comes to trail and ultra running after completing both the Pacific Crest Trail
and the Appalachian Trail. His race resume includes winning the TARC Spring
Classic Trail Half Marathon and competing at the USATF Mountain Running
Championships - both in 2018.</span><span style="color: #1d2228; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">
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he loves the simplicity of running in the woods, he is also an accomplished
road runner having qualified for the Boston Marathon in 2020. Hailing from
Boston, Chris has guided Kyle for several years and crewed for him at the
Vermont 100 in 2017.</span><span style="color: #1d2228; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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is an elite ultra runner, coach, and race director including the 7 Sisters
Trail Race and Vermont 100 Endurance Run. Amy led the process to create the
first ever ultra trail Athletes with Disabilities Division for the 2017 Vermont
100 and has become a strong advocate for and supporter of Vermont Adaptive Ski
& Sports. She has guided Kyle during numerous races including his first two
100-milers and acts as his informal coach and mentor. Amy has agreed to create
a Facebook account if Kyle wins Western States and upgrade from a flip phone if
he sets a course record! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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lives in LA and is an accomplished road and ultra runner. Although he and Kyle
have never met, they did attend the same college and share a passion for
supporting and empowering individuals with disabilities. Dave has crewed and
paced top-10 WSER finisher Sally McCrea during three of her WSER races. He will
crew and pace Kyle at WSER.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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brother will be in Squaw supporting the crew and helping with transportation in
his newly retrofitted van. He will also likely be the first person to crack a
beer (although Steve may beat him to it). Jayson and Kyle crew up sharing a
love of sports and frequently played on the same baseball teams (Jayson was a
great pitcher, Kyle is a natural lefty with a sweet Will Clark like swing). <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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wife, chief supporter and motivator. Has crewed and pushed Kyle at all his
ultras including his three 100-milers. After yelling at him to get up and stop
worrying about running into tress, Jill no longer guides Kyle during trail runs
(we also no longer use double kayaks!) but will crew and keep him moving
forward at WSER. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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is one of the most accomplished and recognizable ultra runners in the world.
She has over 100 ultra finishes and a growing list of victories including
Hardrock 100 and UTMB. She is a writer, author, coach and for the past 17 years
has been the race director of Chuckanut 50k. Krissy also has three top-10 WSER
finishes including 2<sup>nd</sup> in 2009. Krissy guided Kyle during the 2018
California International Marathon and will be part of his crew and also pace
him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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is an experienced crew member who has crewed Kyle during most of his ultras and
all three of his 100-milers. She specializes in getting him pickles (while not
eating all of them!) , ice bandanas, and anything with chocolate on it. She is
a triathlete, gymnast, and soccer player who recently finished her first 10k
trail run. She is also the first person to pop into Kyle’s head when he needs
to keep pushing. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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is an avid snowboarder and hiker. She spends time exploring the local trails of
the San Francisco Bay Area and hiking and camping throughout CA. She ran the
entire Transrockies Run and guided Kyle throughout it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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team effort and I am honored and very grateful that each team member is taking
time away from work, their family, and other commitments to help support me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Boston is both a world class running and craft beer city. We
have countless running companies, clubs, adaptive groups, and of course
breweries, taprooms, and bars that specialize in local beer. In fact, there are
too many options to list in one post and visit in one long-weekend (unless you
decide to skip the whole marathon thing which I do not recommend).</div>
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If you are arriving early enough, say Thursday, here is a
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and websites, but I know beer runners are a resourceful group and know how to
engage Siri and the World Wide Web.<o:p></o:p></div>
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two early at Assembly Row and visit American Fresh Taproom, which is owned by
Slumbrew. It is steps from the T entrance and they always have a fresh mix of
IPAs, dark beers, and some funk. They also have the Hoppy Soles running group! <o:p></o:p></div>
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Also minutes from the Orange Line (Malden Center stop) is
Idle Hands. Their taproom is incredibly no-frills (in the best kind of way) and
they have taken on the working-class persona of Malden. They specialize in
lagers and Belgian beers but also make some killer IPAs (Four & Six Seam
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If you are a true endurance beer runner, your final stop
should be <b>Mystic Brewing</b> in Chelsea. I gravitate toward Belgian and Farmhouse ales
so Mystic is my go-to. But over the past couple of years they have begun making
hoppy stuff and their brewing chops are on full display (their brewers are
legit mad scientists & manipulate yeast and other chemistry fancy stuff).
Not many public transit options for Mystic but a somewhat close Uber/Lyft from
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If staying in downtown Boston, check out <b>Democracy Brewing</b>
smack in the middle of Downtown Crossing. They have a huge space to accommodate
large groups, solid food, and a pale ale named after that infamous Boston
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Across the street from Democracy is one of my favorite beer
bars, <b>Stoddards Fine Ales.</b> They have a tremendously strong local, national, and
international list and very fancy cocktails for your non-beer drinking friends.
Their poutine may be the best post-long run dish in town.<o:p></o:p></div>
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If staying “across the rivah” in Cambridge I highly
recommend two stalwarts. <b>Cambridge Brewing Company </b>is one of the oldest
breweries in the area and one of the most under-rated. They consistently put
our well-crafted beers and are creative enough to crush the experimental/funk
game, too. And their food is also outstanding.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Roughly a 10-minute walk/shake out run from CBC is
<b>Lamplighter Brewing</b>. They have quickly become one of the top breweries in the
area but are very humble and just go about their business. I honestly haven’t
had a bad beer from them.<o:p></o:p></div>
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visit to <b>Backlash Brewing</b> in Roxbury. They have been around for a minute but
recently opened their own taproom. They have a few IPAs, lagers, and usually a barrel-aged
stout on draft. And for bonus miles they are a short walk to Bully Boy Distillers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>Bukowski’s </b>for stellar tap lines. Salty has 8-10 lines and Bukowski’s has a
ridiculous extensive list (note Buks is not kid-friendly and your shoes may
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Posting up in Kenmore, check out <b>Lower Depths</b> on Comm Ave.
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If in Brookline along the marathon course, the <b>Publik House</b> in
Washington Square is arguably one of the top three or four craft beer bars in
the area. Especially if you dig saisons. Don’t be shy about getting an order of
the mac n’ cheese.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>The Urban Grape </b>is on Columbus Ave very very close to the
finish line. A ton of local beers, international standouts, and as the name
implies a crap ton (that’s way more than a ton) of wine.<o:p></o:p></div>
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If staying or cheering (right at mile 24.5) in Brookline
check out Wine Press Brookline (they also have a new Fenway location that I
haven’t been to) with an array or cans, bottles and other treats. Both Wine
Press and Urban Grape are owned by couples who do a ton to support the local community.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Disclaimer #2-I am too lazy to dig up any beer pics so
imagine the perfectly poured farmhouse ale, in proper glassware, with a 1-inch
fluffy white head. Or a crisp and vibrant lager poured into a consident looking litre mug. </i><o:p></o:p></div>
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complete his sixth consecutive Boston Marathon. He has also run three 100-mile
races and the grueling Transrockies 120-mile Stage Race. Kyle lives in the
Roxbury neighborhood of Boston and spends as much time running as he does exploring
and supporting the local beer scene. For speaking engagements and more info marathon
shuffle on over to <a href="http://www.kylerobidoux.com/">www.kylerobidoux.com</a>
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This April 2019 will be my sixth consecutive year running
the Boston Marathon. Every year has been different, and I have taken away new lessons
during each run. Some years I ran it hard aiming for a PR. One year I ran the
“Boston Double” in which I started at the finish line at 5:00AM, ran the course
in reverse, then lined back up for the return trip. And it goes without saying
that last year’s monsoon-like weather made for an interesting jaunt into
Boston. I am a mid-packer at best who unsuccessfully tries not to let my Garmin
control my run both physical and emotional. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Here are some training and race-day lessons that I have
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Running Boston for most of us means starting at a time much
later than we begin our weekend long runs. This means starting the marathon
mid-morning and running through lunch. Therefore, this requires you to really
dial-in your race day fueling including pre-race meal(s) and race fuel. Try to run
at least one long training run with a start time as close to your race day
start as possible. And try to get up around the same time you will have to wake
up on race day to catch the bus to Hopkinton. Food intake, especially pre-race,
differs for everyone so it is incredibly important for you to figure out what
works (and doesn’t work) best for you. Happy fueling!<o:p></o:p></div>
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I am not a coach or physical therapist, but I have trained
for enough races (everything from 5ks to 100-milers) to know the importance of
remaining healthy. Listen to your body (and coach if you have one) when you are
feeling tired or when niggles start to linger for more than a few days. Scaling
back your mileage and intensity of workouts is never ideal. But getting to Hopkinton
healthy albeit a bit undertrained is better than getting there injured with a
high probability of doing more damage during the race. Or not being able to
finish it. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The start of Boston is a mess for pretty much every
non-elite runner. Runners are packed shoulder-to-shoulder and the first mile is
usually strewn with discarded clothes. People always say that the first mile is
downhill so do not go out too hard. Which is very true. The flipside of that is
going out slow because of the crowds. Do not worry about this. The race and
your goal pace (if you have one) will come back to you as things begin to open
up. You can always make up time but not energy). Be patient and enjoy the first
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Rightfully
so, there is a tremendous amount of attention put on the Newton Hills with a
focus on Heartbreak Hill. But for me, every year the hill as you come out of Wellesley
around mile 14 or 15 is the toughest hill. It is an overpass over 95,
completely exposed and very little crowd support. And the wind is usually
wiping from both sides. Enjoy your first significant climb as the fun meter is
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Making the
big sweeping turn off Rt 135/16 onto Commonwealth Ave makes you feel like a
rock star and is the signal that things are about to get real. The crowds
deepen, the noise is elevated (thank you firefighters and spectators) and the
climbing fun begins. Hit a mental pause here and soak it all in. Then get to
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are hills but trust your training in getting up them. Focus on even effort and
not even pace. If you have pace goals be sure to factor in a slight slowdown as
you climb the but you will get it back on the downhills. There is still plenty
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that there are so many strategies to climb the hills. Some folks walk the
entire hill, some run/walk, and some downshift to a lower gear and power up
them. This can make it challenging to keep a consistent pace without spending a
ton of energy weaving around to pass runners. You cannot afford to waste this
type of energy so late in the race. I’ve found that most runners who walk stick
to the middle of the road leaving solid running lanes on both outside edges.
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Getting
through the hills and getting to Boston College can make you feel like
Superwoman. The Newton Hill are behind you so if you are feeling good you may
be inclined to drop the hammer. Not so fast as you still have a solid 5-6 miles
to go. Keep focused and disciplined as you make the big right then left onto
Beacon Street. Mentally prepare for the road to narrow and crowds, both runners
and spectators, to pick up. This is the perfect time to breathe and take stock
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take a mental picture, but do not stare at the sign. It will take FOREEVER for
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in the race it will likely suck. But lean into and embrace it because you have
stomped on bigger hills during training. Think about all the training runs you
completed. The early mornings, not going out the night before because you had
to get up early for your long run. The feeling of joy and depletion post-long
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">SMILE! No
matter how you feel or how hard you are working, be present during the last
mile. This is it, no more miles to worry about. Take a few minutes to look
around-throw a wave to the fans on the Mass Ave as you run under the bridge,
make eye contact with a spectator or two as you turn onto Hereford, check out
who is running next to you. Race photos help relive this special achievement,
but nothing will feel better than making your way down Boylston (the finish
line banner can seem like a mirage so do not stare at it until you are super
close). Regardless of how you are feeling, be present and in the moment because
you are about to finish the Boston Marathon!!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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if you partake in beer, set aside a special, preferably strong, beer for the
day after the race. Enjoy that beer in one hand while holding your finisher’s
medal in the other. Think not only of the race, but the immense amount of work
you put into your training, the friendships you made, and the people who
supported your training. Cheer and congrats!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Kyle is an avid ultra runner and
skier. He lives in Boston and is a Brand Ambassador with Topo Athletic and
Nathan Sports and is running the 2019 Western States Endurance Run 100-miler
with the support of Clif Bar. He is also a public speaker so check out his
website for more info <span class="MsoHyperlink"><a href="http://www.kylerobidoux.com/">www.kylerobidoux.com</a></span> <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<br />Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-88451174680447272032019-01-24T08:22:00.001-08:002019-01-24T08:22:18.489-08:00New Website, Public Speaking & Western States Endurance RunExciting news! I am going to dip my toes into the fun world of public speaking and have designed a website to help with marketing. Head on over to the <a href="http://www.kylerobidoux.com/">new site</a>, pole around a bit, and let me know what you think. My goal id to focus on corporate speaking events and team building initiatives, conference keynotes and panels, and schools (public schools are free). Please let me know if you have any leads or can help with introductions to companies/people.<br />
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Even more exciting news-I am running this year's Western States Endurance Run 100-miler!!! Thanks to the generosity of <a href="https://www.clifbar.com/">Clif</a>, I am using their sponsor bib for entry. My WSER training officially kicked off last week so I am scaling out my miles, building as solid base, and focusing on getting in as much sustained climbing as possible. I am also committed to getting in core work at least three days a week which will be huge for me. Stay tuned for some periodic updates on my training.<br />
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See y'all soon on the streets or trails.Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-45442873613940484212017-12-14T05:35:00.000-08:002017-12-14T05:35:56.447-08:00Ready or Not: My CIM race report<div class="MsoNormal">
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The California Internal Marathon (CIM) is more than just a
marathon for runners who are blind/visually impaired (B/VI) and our community.
It doubles as the <a href="http://usaba.org/">United States Association of Blind Athletes</a> (USABA) Blind
National Marathon Championships which brings together a huge contingent of
runners who are B/VI and our guides. It is pretty much a social party for three
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This was my third CIM and first since 2014 so I was very excited
to see old friends and meet new ones. However, the last time I ran a hard
effort marathon was Houston in January and once I crossed the finish line I
started vomiting, was placed in a wheelchair, then dumped into an ice bath
because my core temperature was 105 degrees. So I was nervous going into the
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I signed up for CIM in the spring knowing that it would be
at the end of a big year (more on this next post). I completed the Ghost Train
100 miler in late October so I had no idea how CIM would play out. I took a
week of after Ghost Train and slowly got back into running at pace and for
extended miles. I ran a decent 14 miler and a crowded half marathon which when
able to I comfortably ran 8:30 min miles. But my body and legs were tired and a
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I simply decided to run for as hard and as long as I could.
I set three goals knowing that I was in good overall shape and had decent leg
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After a weekend full of amazing activities/dinners
networking, I was ready to race come Sunday morning. CIM is a 7:00AM start and
point-to-point so at 5AM we hoped a bus to Folsom. Thanks to the incredibly
supportive Sacramento Running Association, we had a heated tent with
porta-potties and food (they also provide prize money making CIM the only
marathon in the country that offers prize money for the Visually Impaired
Division-thank you). <o:p></o:p></div>
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My brother Jayson, who previously guided me at Boston and
CIM 2014, kindly flew in from Oregon to guide me during the first half. We
picked up Sablle, who works with Nathan Sports and lives in San Fran, a few
weeks before the race when the runner she was supposed to guide got injured.
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We lined up toward the back of the 3:37 pace group instead
of taking the early start. My hope was that this would take away some of my
pacing anxiety. The plan was to run around 8:20 for the first 20 miles then
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CIM starts downhill so the crowds keep you in check a bit.
We lost the pace group at the start but caught up around mile one or two.
Jayson did a masterful job guiding me through the crowds and Sablle helped to
create space as we approached and passed other runners. I was lucky to have
such a dynamo guiding team. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jayson and me around mile 3 or 4. PC: Sablle<br /></td></tr>
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The first half of CIM is super fun with small rolling hills.
Nothing too difficult to climb then free speed on the way down. I commented to
Sablle at one point that I should take it easy on the downhills because I
haven’t run a hard road effort or for that matter any hills since Vermont 100
in July.</div>
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We clicked through the 10k in 50:31 8:08 pace. Whoa, this was
pretty hot (time wise, not temps) but we were right toward the back of the 3:37
pace group. My legs and breathing felt good so I decided to push and see where
I ended up.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sablle guided me to the halfway point and did an incredibly solid
job. She described what we were passing while keeping me away from other
runners and over the numerous manhole covers (both she and Eric commented on
how they never noticed all the manhole covers on roads-welcome to guiding!).<o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eric (check out those knitted shorts), Sablle and I at mile 13 transition. PC: Sablle selfie<br /></td></tr>
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We rolled into the halfway transition with a good head of
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I felt OK but was nervous about the upcoming miles. Eric was
my guide and this was his first time guiding in a race. I met Eric when he had
me on his <a href="https://ultrarunnerpodcast.com/kyle-robidoux-athletes-disabilities/">Ultra Runner Podcast show to chat about my Vermont 100</a>. Knowing his
lives in Sacramento I invited him to guide me and he kindly said yes. He did
one 20-mile training run with my buddy Richard Hunter so I knew he was ready to
go.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We slowed a bit to make sure I was taking in some Gu gels and
water and I could feel the negative thoughts just waiting in the background
ready to pounce. Somewhere around mile 15 or 16 I heard a runner loudly
vomiting on the side which kind of reminded me of being in an ultra. Eric was
doing a great job keeping me off the pesky bumps (he calls them “turtles”) in
the middle of the road and right on the back of the pace group.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I was starting to work harder than I wanted to and around
mile 18 or 19 I realized that the last 10k was going to be in survival and not
pursuit mode.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We crossed the 20-mile mark in 2:44 and miraculously still
at 8:13 min pace. Then I hit that good damn wall. I probably set myself up by
telling myself pre-race that it had been a while since I ran a hard 20-26.2
effort. I saw the pace group slip away and my energy was depleted. I wanted to
walk but thankfully was too embarrassed to walk in front of Eric. I started to
do the math and knew if I averaged 10 min miles for the last 10k I would still
PR.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Loved meeting my Topo Athletic teammate Wheeler before the race.</td></tr>
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Eric knew I was working hard and was incredibly encouraging.
We crossed a big bridge around mile 22 (ish) and Eric commented that it is all
flat or downhill from there. I came upon my Topo Athletic teammate Wheeler, who
I met pre-race, and he was also working hard. Not a coincidence that he is also
a (very accomplished) ultra trail runner and therefore working hard on the
roads. I got Wheler running with us then after about a mile or two he dropped
and ran hard to the finish. Congrats man.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I was walking through the water stops instead of running
slowly and just wanted to keep walking. I used every mental trick I knew. I
touched the bracelet my daughter made me and I knew I wanted to finish strong
for her. I told myself that I would regret walking and I could walk all I want
when I finished. At mile 22 I visualized my go-to 4-mile training run. Then 3
miles-just to Jackson Square T Station and back. I muttered aloud a few “Lets
go Robidoux.” </div>
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Around mile 24 Eric told me we were passing more runners than
were passing us which was a HUGE mental boost. I couldn’t see my watch so I had
no idea how close we were to my B goal. I shuffled through mile 25 at 8:57 pace
then dug deep for the final mile. It was super flat through downtown Sacramento
and I knew at some point we would take a sharp left to the finish line. C’mon,
where is that damn left?!</div>
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At some point Jayson and Sablle joined me which was
just the final boost we needed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Eric guided me toward the men’s finish chute and the clock
read 3:40 something and my watch read 3:39:52. I had no idea how far back we
started to get my net time. About 20 minutes later we found out…<o:p></o:p></div>
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3:39: 23-a nice and shiny 8+ minutes PB for me!!! Quick
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Road races HURT! Around mile 20 or 21 my right
quad was burning on fire and shot. Thankfully it held up.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Running with the pace group was fun especially
when you could feel the entire group moving quickly forward as one. That said,
I didn’t get a chance to meet/chat with anyone in that group. I think I was
working too hard to carry sustained conversation (indicator that I was running
way too hard).<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->All three of my guides did a fantastic job. The
beginning is always tough, there are a lot of turns and spotty road patches,
and even toward the end it is challenging managing folks who stop suddenly or
are walking. I felt safe and confident out there the entire time which provided
the confidence to run hard even on tired legs.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->The crowd support is super strong especially for
a point-to-point. Thanks to all of the folks cheering as well as the amazing
course volunteers. Thanks to the USABA and Delta Gamma crew at the halfway
point and to Eric’s wife and family who we saw a few times. Huge energy boosts
having you all out there. <o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Congrats to everyone who toed the line and
finished the race. <o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->From start to finish that was probably the best
running weather for any marathon I’ve run. Low 40s to start and low 50s (I
think) to finish.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Wow, I have never hit the infamous 20 mile wall
like I did at CIM. My mile 19 split was 8:13 then 20 was low 8:50s. I managed
one 8:37 around mile 23 but everything else was 8:50 something. Hard not to
think about my time if I had simply run 20 seconds faster per mile. That said,
I am incredibly content and proud of my time. Especially considering all of the
miles logged this year.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Post-Race Beeer: Eric is a huge beer geek (I promise that
did not factor into me asking him to guide!) and his wife had Moonraker cans
for us at the finish line. Possibly the best finish line beer (much better than
shower beers) I’ve had. Thank you.<o:p></o:p></div>
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See you all in the streets or on the trails.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kyle<o:p></o:p></div>
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GEAR: <a href="http://www.topoathletic.com/">Topo Athletic Ultrafly</a> (my brother ran in the same!)<o:p></o:p></div>
Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-78714549785220687982017-11-20T07:56:00.001-08:002017-11-21T06:16:51.768-08:00Ghost Train 100 miler 2017: What a Journey<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crew & pacers! Missing Chris & Amy. PC: Josh Katzman</td></tr>
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“The journey is more important than the destination.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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I heard this quote a few days before Ghost Train Rail Trail
100 in an Usain Bolt documentary and it was bouncing around my head come race
day.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I decided to run Ghost Train back in January knowing that it
would be my second 100 (if I finished Vermont 100 which I did). I had no idea
how the recovery from VT would play out and how to exactly get back into
training after my VT break. With some advice from Amy Rusiecki, I simply backed
out my VT 100 training plan six weeks and got to it. I felt strong during my
two big build up weeks of 73 and 77 miles.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I assembled yet another cracker jack team of sighted guides
and crew and was ready to roll come race day. I was aiming for a sub-24-hour
finish and was hoping to run consistent loops (Ghost Train is a 7.5 mile trail
out and back so each loop is 15 miles).<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b><u>Loop 1<o:p></o:p></u></b></div>
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Chris, who crewed me during VT, gave me a ride up and was my
first guide. This was Chris’s first time guiding but because the trail is runnable
I wasn’t too nervous. We arrived around 8:00AM which gave us plenty of time to
set up our stuff, get my bib, and eat before the 9:00AM start. I decided to
start a bit closer to the front than last year to avoid the huge bottleneck for
the first few miles.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Yeti howl went off at 9:01 and we headed out. The goal
was to run about a 3hr:15-minute loop and head out for the next loop by
12:30pm. We started with my friend Keith, who has been a guide with the Coastal
Athletic Club and was running his first ultra (congrats on finishing 45
miles!!!). After the turn-around I tried to fist bump Keith as he passed and
mistakenly punched some guy in the chest jamming my fingers! Sorry, sir. We
also shared a few miles on the way out with Chris Wristen, who writes Mass
Ultra, which was a treat.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We hit the end-point at the Milford DPW, quickly topped off
my water and Tailwind bottles, and headed back within a minute or two. Chris
was nailing the guiding including the one technical section around mile 5 (on
the way out) in which there is a small climb up then back down. We ran by
ourselves the way back and I was constantly trying to slow down so my splits were
in the 10-minute range. We cruised by the mid-point aid station and sailed into
Camp Tevya and the start/finish point in 2 hours 44 minutes. We were a bit
ahead of schedule but I wasn’t too concerned. Not stopping at the AS played a
factor. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Elapsed Time: 2:44 (not counting aid station)<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kim M., who guided me for a loop last year when I ran 60
miles, was up next. We walked out of Camp Tevya to give me time to eat half of
a homemade egg and cheese burrito to make sure I was getting in enough
calories. My next guide and informal “coach” Amy was already texting to make
sure we slowed down so Kim and I took it easy. She maneuvered the trail easily
including a new, very steep, set of stairs at one of the road crossings. I
tried my best to keep our running pace in the 10-11-minute range while knowing
that the small climb up would make for naturally walking breaks.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The temps climbed into the high 70s so I focused on taking a
few salt tabs and staying hydrated. I was craving something cold coming into
the aid station at CT and Jim Roche, who was guiding me later in the day and
volunteering, hooked me up with a tasty popsicle! That hit the spot. <o:p></o:p></div>
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W rolled back into Camp Tevya still ahead of schedule and I
was feeling good.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Elapsed Time: 6:13<o:p></o:p></div>
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This was also the second year that Amy R. was guiding me and
this year she upped the ante with two loops. We left a few minutes before
4:00pm and I knew I was entering some tough miles. I was focused on getting
down as much food as possible.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Thankfully, Jill and Lucy had arrived and made sure I ate
pickles, changed my socks, and I left with pockets full of fuel.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The first trail section out of Camp Tevya is arguably one of
the toughest stretches b/c the running lanes are just slightly off-camber. Amy
and I settled into a decent jog and I let her know that I would be walking coming
out of the mid-point aid station.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Amy was stoked to see the section where they pulled out/put
crushed gravel over the old rail ties which were magnets to trip over. This new
section was incredibly flat, smooth, and fast. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We shared a few miles with Shane from the Somerville Road
Runners. Shane mentioned that he listened to the <a href="https://ultrarunnerpodcast.com/kyle-robidoux-athletes-disabilities/">Ultra Runner Podcast</a> episode
with me which was a bit embarrassing. I think Shane was gunning for his first
100 and he was running strong. <o:p></o:p></div>
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On the return trip we went up and then down the small climb.
Coming down is tough because there are a ton of rocks and the big roots create
awkward steps. As a sign that I was tiring, I feel over moving slowly and
banged my knee and elbow on two big rocks. Those were going to hurt in the
morning.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I was still distracted by the hill and took another spill on
a flat section. I immediately rolled over to pop back up and found myself on
top of a stick perfectly placed in a spot that it should not have been.! This
got me to my feet in a hurry <span style="font-family: "wingdings"; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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I fell 4-5 times during GT even though it is a very runnable
trail. This has nothing to do with my guides seeing that every time they were
calling out the obstacles. I am actually proud that I fell because this showed
that I was running hard. Sighted folks frequently fall and as I tell my
daughter while skiing- “If you do not fall then you are not pushing yourself.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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It was around 7:30pm and time for our headlamps. After
fueling up and saying good-night to Lucy (she and Jill were sleeping in a
tent!) Amy and I headed out. About 5 miles in we passed the 50 mile mark! Time
to count down but boy was I already feeling it. I was lapped yet again by the
leader Patrick and this time his guide Greg, who Amy coaches, was playing some
tunes on a portable radio/phone. Amy impressed me with her knowledge of
old-school hip hop.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I am the first to admit that running with guides for the
entire race is an advantage when it comes to having someone to talk with (Ghost
Train allows pacers after 30 miles). For the first time (Amy guided me for 15
miles at VT) Amy and I had enough time to really chat and covered such topics
as race mgmt, young girls growing up, and sports. This made the miles click by.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Elapsed Time: 13:44 (still on pace for 24-hr finish) <o:p></o:p></div>
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Jill set her alarm to wake up to help crew which was
awesome. I said my good-byes to Amy (she was heading to the DPW to volunteer!)
and took off with Jim Roche. Jim is an incredibly accomplished ultra-runner
(completed the infamous Grand Slam this year) who I know from Facebook and met
in-person at Vermont 100. When we took off I knew this was going to be a fun
yet long lap. Jim did an outstanding job calling everything out and we quickly
synced up our paces. I basically told Jim to power-hike and I would try to keep
up with a slow jog! I let him know that there would be a fair amount of walking
and I was struggling mentally to figure out a sustainable pacing plan.<o:p></o:p></div>
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My stomach was starting to get tired of the Tailwind and
food I was eating so I began to get nervous about getting in enough calories to
keep moving. I used my new re-usable bowl to take in some broth/soup as
frequently as possible and kept mixing in ginger ale.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We ran into the women’s leader Clare at the mid-point aid
station and for some reason I got a burst of energy. I ran up beside her (she
was on mile 96) and I offered to “pace” her. We chatted and learned that one of
her triathlon friends has guided my friend and super athlete Erich Manser.
About two miles out she pulled away and cruised to victory! <o:p></o:p></div>
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The trail seemed to get longer and longer especially the
last stretch before hitting Camp Tevya. I kept asking Jim if we were close and
he kindly said to keep moving. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We got back to Camp Tevya right at 2:30AM which is when my
pacing chart called for me to be leaving for my next loop. However, I had built
in a 30-minute cushion so I was OK. We were heading out for our coldest loop
and unfortunately my two long-sleeve shirts were not going to cut it.
Thankfully, Jim had an extra layer and light-weight jacket-thanks man.<o:p></o:p></div>
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My final full lap and my good friend Michelle was now
guiding me. My stomach was not nauseous but my appetite was pretty much shot. I
was trying to force down pickles, broth, and potatoes. Jill gave me a good pep
talk prior to leaving to stay positive. I was trying my best. I was pain free
but my body was tired. Were the quicker earlier miles coming back to haunt me? <o:p></o:p></div>
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I trudged on and was trying to take the trail in sections: get
to the first road crossing, cross the wooden bridge and amazing lit up pumpkins,
etc. But everything seemed longer. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We came up on Melissa from Newton near the steep set of
stairs and I got to chat with her for a bit. Such a treat getting to meet so
many runners and good people. Unfortunately, I was doing a fair amount of
walking even though Michelle was working hard to keep me motivated.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We rolled into the DPW for the final time and Amy R. rushed
over to take care of me. All of the volunteers are amazing!!!<o:p></o:p></div>
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On the return trip I began doing a 6/2 routine-6 minutes
running, 2 minutes walking which got me in a decent rhythm. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We headed out and began the slow trek back to Camp Tevya. A
mile or two out the sun came up which is always a boost.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I averaged 19 min miles on the way out and 18 on the way
back which for the first time put me over the 24-hour pace (approx. 14:20
minute miles).<o:p></o:p></div>
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Elapsed Time: 22:09 7:08AM which put me at about 45 minutes
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My spirits were down knowing that a 24-hr finish had slipped
away. Jill pushed me to figure out a plan B which I hadn’t done for Vermont 100
(except for finishing). I thought back to post-Vermont and how disappointed I
was in myself for essentially mailing it in and simply wanting to finish.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Michelle and I walked out of Camp Tevya for the final time
while I was eating some soup. We hit the trail and I started to immediately
run. I told Michelle I would run to the big road crossing (about two miles),
walk a bit, then run to the aid station.<o:p></o:p></div>
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While walking I took time to take in the foliage and beauty
of the trail. I took the first picture of me on trail in this nice overlook. I
told myself how lucky I was to be out there which helped to pull me out of my
funk.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We came up on the mid aid station and the hardcore volunteer
jumped up to help me but I kept on running. His atta-boy cheers lifted my
spirits. The 15 milers, who started at 8AM Sunday from the DPW, started to run
by us in the opposite direction which was a nice distraction. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We finally hit the orange cones that marked the 5 mile
turnaround. Only 5 miles to go!!!<o:p></o:p></div>
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We were now running in the same direction as the 15 milers
and this gave me a boost of energy. After a much needed porta-potty stop at the
AS, I took off and kept telling Michelle to pick up the pace. I was in full
blown manic/4<sup>th</sup> wind mode and even began yelling (sorry about that) at the 15 milers to
move aside as we passed them. Ride the energy for as long as you have it, right!
We cruised through the super runnable section where the rail-ties were removed
(thank you!) and kept pushing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I walked a bit and at that point I realized I could finish
under 14:30. For some reason 24: twenty something sounded better than 24:thirty.
My pace slowed a bit but I kept running. After another short walking break I
ran the last 2 miles to Camp Tevya. I hit the pavement and kept asking Michelle
how much time we had. In my mind we were flying. </div>
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We cruised past the aid
station and I told Lucy to wait for me there. I was running hard and nervous
about negotiating the covered bridge turnaround with the 15 milers. Thankfully
a few kind runners stepped aside to let us pass through. I was back to manic
stage breathing hard and kept asking Michelle for the time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Lucy was waiting for us about 200 yards out (she was still
in her footy-PJs and rain boots) and we crossed the finish line holding hands.<o:p></o:p><br />
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24:25:39! We ran the last 10 miles in 13:40 pace to finish
my second 100 of the year!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b><u>Reflections & thank yous</u></b><o:p></o:p></div>
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·<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Jill and Lucy-thanks for putting up with yet
another big training block and for coming out to cheer/crew me. You being there
keeps me happy and moving.</span><br />
·<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Chris, Kim, Amy, Jim and Michelle-what a dynamic
team of guides who took time out of their weekend to support me. Thanks so very
much.</span><br />
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</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">All the runners: so many people said hi and
shared words of encouragement, many of who knew my name (being a runner who is
visually impaired tends to make me stand out) but I did not know there’s. And I
met many Facebook friends in person which is so cool. The trail running
community is the real deal.</span></blockquote>
·<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Volunteers: there is no better feeling than
being able to roll into an aid station and have volunteers wait on you.
Especially throughout the night in cold temps etc.</span><br />
·<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Although a much easier course, I am happy to
have shaved close to four hours of my VT 100 time. Even more so, I am proud to
have rallied late (I found out later that I passed two 100-milers) and pushed
for that second goal.</span><br />
·<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">I struggle with being a runner who is visually
impaired and often just want to be a “runner.” This is on me to figure out and
work through. But I finished Ghost Train exactly in the middle of the pack (29</span><sup style="text-indent: -0.25in;">th</sup><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">
overall) which gives me tremendous self-validation that I am an average trail
runner, regardless of my vision. I am committed to working with race directors and supporting my fellow runners with vision loss to be active in hopes that it will be a normal thing to see us out on the trails and participating in ultras (and all races for that matter). </span><br />
·<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">I had no idea what to expect going into Ghost
Train. My body felt recovered after Vermont but I didn’t know how it would hold
up. Thankfully, things worked out.</span><br />
·<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal;">
</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Thanks to Josh Katzman, the Trail Running
Animals Running Club crew, and the long-time community members for putting on a
wonderful race.</span><br />
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->I wore one pair of shoes the entire race! Topo
Athletic Terraventures. Thanks Topo for your support.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->I rotated between two Nathan Sports packs both
with front bottles. I also appreciate Nathan’s support.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Garmin 220 watch for 50+ miles then Michelle
wore my old Garmin Forerunner for a few hours.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Post-Race Beer<o:p></o:p></div>
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Barreled Souls Brewing quad at Picco Restaurant<o:p></o:p></div>
Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-14536192468717808992017-08-15T08:15:00.003-07:002017-08-15T08:15:58.366-07:00Vermont 100 Race Report: A Long Run in the Woods<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Guides & Crew (minus Jill, Lucy, & Maggie who had to leave early) Photo: MassUltra</td></tr>
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This will be a short report (for me) partly because I was
fortunate enough to <a href="http://ultrarunnerpodcast.com/kyle-robidoux-first-100-miler-follow/">recap my race on Ultra Runner Podcast,</a> which is my favorite
running podcast. They also previewed my race <a href="http://ultrarunnerpodcast.com/kyle-robidoux-athletes-disabilities/">here</a>. <o:p></o:p></div>
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A couple of general thoughts and thank yous seeing that many
people contributed to this race:<o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chris cleaning me up with Jill supervising.</td></tr>
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<span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My team was absolutely amazing and so on-point
the entire weekend. My crew (Jill & Lucy for the first 50, Jeff for the
second 50, and Chris for the entire 100 miles) brought their A-game. I knew it
was going to be a solid day when I rolled into the first aid station with crew
access at mile 21 and my crew had everything all laid out and ready to go. This
continued throughout the entire race including the tough evening hours in the
dark.</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><div>
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<span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> The team of six sighted guides and two pacers
were flawless. Amy Rusiecki, who took a break as the VT100 RD to guide me, set
a great tone and pace for the first 15.5 miles. First time trail guides Elaine
(1</span><sup style="text-indent: -0.25in;">st</sup><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> overall time guiding!) and my Team Nathan ‘mate Maggie (she has
guided on the roads with Achilles Philly) did not miss a beat and crushed their
miles. My trusty seasoned vets Samantha (she also paced me for six miles later
in the day) and Michelle got me through some tough miles. And rising super-star
guide Nicole showed that her 31 miles at Pineland were not a fluke. She guided
me through some tough technical sections and always kept me moving forward. And
Karin Lee George paced me for the final 23 miles and kept me smiling,
motivated, and in as good spirits as my tired mind and body would allow. I am
beyond honored to have the support and friendship of my guides and crew. I will
never forget finishing the race with my guides and crew who were still in town.</span></div>
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<span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">·</span><span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; line-height: normal; text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">Looking back on your training plan is always a
case of hindsight is 20/20 (pun intended). I knew going in that the climbs were
going to be tough because it was hard getting in a ton of elevation. More than
that, I think I was more focused on “quantity” and not “quality” miles. I was
hitting my mileage goals but I think my effort and intensity of training could
have been more. Something to improve upon going forward.</span><!--[if !supportLists]--><o:p></o:p></div>
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</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My A+ goal was sub-24 and B goal was 26 hours.
Finishing was my third goal. I tend to get stressed about time and hit a low if
I fall off it during the race. Jill was super supportive leading up to the race
making sure I stayed positive regardless of the time outcome. I am very
thankful for her sage advice and tried my best not to let this impact my
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off pace somewhere around mile 60. In fact, I would describe the entire day as
“average energy and mindset.” I never hit a super low nor did I get amped about
my pace. I just didn’t have that “fight” and sense of competiveness that I’ve
had in previous races. Maybe an awful three nights of sleep leading into race
day contributed to this. Or perhaps in the back of my head I was already
resigned to the fact that my most important goal was to simply finish. I never
once considered dropping but after mile 50 there were a lot of thoughts about
just wanting it to be over. I am a very “wear my emotions on my sleeve” type
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</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">My left knee started to ache pretty early on
especially while running the downhills. I wonder if this was a result of
changing my stride due to the blisters on my left foot? I saw Amy R coming out
of the mile 30 AS and as I walked up to her and my friend Laura B. I told Amy I
was dropping bc of my knee. You should have seen her face! I quickly told her I
was joking as I jogged off with Samantha. Luckily Amy wasn’t close enough to
whack me </span><span style="font-family: Wingdings; text-indent: -0.25in;">J</span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;"> </span><span style="text-indent: -0.25in;">But I already knew my knee was going to make
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Without a doubt, I am incredibly proud of finishing my first
100-mile race. I am proud that I put in the training time and had the support
of so many friends and family. Although I did not “race” VT 100, spending 28+
hours continually moving forward toward a goal is no joke. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Finally, a humble thank you to Jill and Lucy for supporting this
crazy idea. At peak time, I was running 7-11 hours on the weekends and
adjusting our already hectic family life to squeeze in 20-25 weekday miles. I
do believe that running and training for these type of races makes me a better
person, father, and husband and I am thankful that Lucy and Jill support me in
creating the space to make this happen.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br />What’s next? As long as my knee holds up, I have Ghost Train
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See you on the streets or in the woods!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>Gear</b><o:p></o:p></div>
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Topo Athletic Runventures & Terraventures<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nathan Sports HPLw/ b;adder & soon-to-be released pack
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Note: I took no gus/gels this race. Definitely helped my
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The next night Jill and I enjoyed a 2014 Trillium American
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Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-55174618167340351962017-06-21T05:49:00.001-07:002017-06-21T05:49:38.458-07:00Nothing But Love for Trail Running Community: Pineland Farm 50 race recap<div class="MsoNormal">
Sometimes the races in which we give up our pace goals are
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I headed into the Pineland 50 with two loose goals 1) Aim
for a sub 9-hour finish 2) Do not destroy my body so I could resume training
for the Vermont 100 by Thursday or Friday. I achieved one of those goals.<o:p></o:p></div>
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As is often the case in trail running, the day was defined
by so much more than goals, pace, and splits. Years from now I will remember
the immense amount of support I received and love I have for the trail running
community.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Pineland has been on my radar for a few years partly because
the trails are not technical and therefore very runnable. Last year, I emailed
Erik Boucher, the race director, letting him know I would like to run it with a
few sighted guides. He replied immediately and said “Yes, and let us know how
else we can support you.” They even printed “GUIDE” and “BLIND” bibs for me and
the team. Perfect and much appreciated.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Pineland Farms is in Maine so I knew I would need to recruit
a few guides outside of my current network (who I am asking to travel to VT to
guide me). Nicole Ponte was the first to respond and even though she had never
guided before she volunteered to take on two of the three 25k loops. Really?!
Well alright then.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Amy Rusiecki, who first guided me at Ghost Train, jumped in
a few weeks before the race when the other guide who kindly responded to
helping me out got injured. Even though Amy was already committed to pacing a
friend, she said yes to my request. What a beast.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nicole and I did a short shakeout/practice run Saturday
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About five miles into the first loop, Amy and I started
chatting with a few runners about the Vermont 100. I cracked a joke about how I
heard negative things about the race including the race director. Amy concurred
in the affirmative (#realnews-Amy is the VT 100 RD). One of these runners was a
guy named Nat who was also using Pineland as a VT 100 training run. We casually
chatted for a few miles in which I learned Nat is a two-time Ultra Ironman
finisher. I’ve heard about these people but I didn’t know they ACTUALLY
existed! Complete bonkers. As I was running behind Amy, Nat would here and
there call out a few rocks/roots and let me know if I was drifting too close to
the trail edge. With no training Nat was a natural at providing guiding
support.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After a few what Nat and I ended up calling “Amy Flats”
(hills that Amy was trying to pass off as flats and get us to run up instead of
hike) we stopped at an aid station. With Nat out of earshot and knowing that
guiding 30+ miles is both mentally and physically challenging, I mentioned to
Amy that it would be so cool if Nat would join us for the second loop. <o:p></o:p></div>
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As we neared the end of the first loop I floated the idea to
Nat and he quickly agreed to hang with us and to soak in all the “positive
vibes.” We swung back to the start/finish line, thanked and wished Amy well and
took off on the second loop. I was 10-15 minutes off my 9-hr pace and knew I
worked hard to get there. So I decided to bail on the pace goal and simply
enjoy the run.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I’ve trained over 50 sighted guides through my day job with
the Massachusetts Association for the Blind and Visually Impaired and United in
Stride as well as guides for my own runs. Not every guide is created equal. I
am always blown away when someone jumps in with such eagerness and willingness
to help and absolutely nails it. This is what Nicole did. And as Nat and I
joked throughout the day, she did it with a smile ALL day long. You could hear
her love and enjoyment of the trails in her voice and guide calls.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Pineland trails are sweet. A nice mix of 10-12 foot wide
dirt trails, grassy farm land (soaked in water and mud due to the rain), with
very few roots. We passed a few small waterfalls and every runner we met was
having a great time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nat did in fact hang with us the entire time and was
incredibly helpful complimenting Nicole’s guiding. I often run behind my guide
on single track trails and sometimes veer off trail a bit. Nat was invaluable
in running behind me and subtly suggesting when to stay left/right. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We chatted about work, other trail races, and the beautiful scenery
all around us. We ran with a guy named John (I think that is his name) from
Maine for the last five or six miles. It was great to see John pull away from
us during the last mile and finish strong.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I finished in just over 11 hours. Not where I wanted to be
but the experience, friendship, and trail love far outweighs any time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I am thrilled that Amy has yet another race experience as a
guide and is ready to not only direct VT 100 but also guide me for the first 15
miles. Nicole is now part of the sighted guide family and may even help at VT
100 and I hope more races in the future. Although no lead guide experience, I
would feel more than comfortable with Nat as my guide. And I cannot wait to see
him in Vermont and soak in as much of his positive energy as possible.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The people are what make trail running such a special sport
and is why I love being a part of it. <o:p></o:p></div>
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My memories of Pineland are not about how fast I ran (or
didn’t run) nor my finish time but the people I shared the trails with. I will forever
remember Amy saying as we neared the first section of mud “We are going straight
through it and will have the most fun playing in the mud today.” And Nicole
telling me to run left and right for over 30 miles and effortlessly climbing all
the hills. And rounding numerous corners to hear Lucy cheering me on and
rocking the cowbell. Although nasty, Jill helped me pull off my mud/water
soaked socks mid-way through the race. And coming through the start/finish area and
soaking in the crowd’s cheers and energy. And Nat getting absolutely jazzed
when I taught him the “3, 2, 1, jump” method when we can upon a raised water
culvert (I swear that culvert got bigger as the day went on).<o:p></o:p></div>
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Finally, thank you to Jill and Lucy for your unwavering
support. You got up well before 5:00AM to get me to the start line, ran to
numerous aid stations to cheer me on and help with fuel, and crewed me at the
transition points. Thanks so much.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>GEAR</b><o:p></o:p></div>
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Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-72314520198128621022017-05-02T13:20:00.001-07:002017-05-03T07:05:47.540-07:00Double the Fun: My Boston Marathon Adventure<div class="MsoNormal">
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Sometimes we need to do something different to keep things
on track. I decided to do the “Boston Double” (BD) for a couple of reasons. I
wanted to experience the Boston course in another way and wanted a long run to
test my endurance as part of my Vermont 100 training. But mostly, I wanted to deliberately
slow myself down (aka not worry about pace) so I could truly take in the magic
of the Boston Marathon experience. This race report is a big thank you to every
person who supported me pre-run and during the race (and bought me numerous
post-race beers!).<o:p></o:p></div>
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I am incredibly thankful to have a very supportive wife and
daughter and a team of guides who did not bat an eye when I asked for their support.
My training, especially weekend long runs, often wakes my family up and results
in numerous hours away from the house. I am also grateful to have such
wonderful friends and sighted guides who I both trained with and ran with on
Monday. Although a bit more logistically challenging than I anticipated
(transportation back to Boston for my first guide, getting through the start
line security, and fuel for the run back without being able to use a hydration
pack) everything worked out. My guides were on fire the entire day. Samantha
crushed the trip from Boston to Hopkinton. This included early miles in the
dark, dodging large race vehicles setting up the course, and even avoiding
college students on roller blades drinking (I assume alcohol was in the red
solo cups). Kevin and Michelle had a list of tasks for when we arrived at the
Team With a Vision building in Hopkinton. They sat me down, fed me, gave me my
extra gear to swap out, arranged a <a href="http://news.wgbh.org/2017/04/18/local-news/one-day-one-massachusetts-town-community-wins-out-over-divisiveness">quick interview with WGBH radio,</a> and got me
to the start line right on time. They were a beacon of efficiency!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Big thanks to Samantha’s husband Jeff for waking up SOOOO
early and literally dropping us off at the finish line (our start line) on
Boylston St. We got our first surprise of the day when two members of the
Achilles International Boston chapter were there to cheer us on. And Laura even
had a pre-recorded good luck message from my Nathan teammate and all around
great guy Zach Miller. That is a better pick me up than coffee. John Kemp and
Greg Soutieu, who I know through Facebook, were also there.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We were joined for the first 13 or so miles by John, who I
only met that morning but quickly learned is the salt-of-the-earth nice. And
what an incredible runner. Our friend Skott Daltonic greeted us as we turned
off Comm Ave onto Rt 135 which was super cool and Jill’s co-worker Jim also
came out to say hello and snap some photos. For anyone considering running
this, please note that from the start to the Fire House we pretty much ran in
the street against live traffic. Due to the increased traffic on Rt 135, we ran
on the sidewalks through Newton Falls and most of Wellesley. Samantha was
outstanding on the sidewalks and I felt completely at ease.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Around Wellesley we were joined by Greg, his friend Jesse,
Annie from CT, and Brian B. from Altra. These miles clicked by albeit at a
quicker pace than I should have been running. Samantha and I stopped to hit the
super clean porta-potty’s and the group continued.<o:p></o:p></div>
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As we entered Framingham I got excited to see Jill and my
daughter Lucy. They mentioned taking the train out to cheer and seeing them
would be great. Sure enough, as we neared the MBTA Commuter Rail station I
could hear my daughter screaming my name. I instantly got the chills. We
stopped briefly to say hello, snap a few pics, then Samantha and I plugged
along. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We were also joined by fellow ultra-runner Paul and his
friend who were out on their morning run. So nice of them to join us for a few
miles. <o:p></o:p></div>
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It was at about this time that we started to feel the race
course waking up. Volunteers were getting aid station tables set up, police
officers were on the sidewalks, and spectators were setting up their chairs. It
was so neat to be able to experience the marathon from this perspective. We
talk all the time about how amazing the volunteers and spectators are but I
never knew just how early they were out there. Thank you.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The streets toward where Framingham turned into Ashland were
closed so we were back in the streets We started to pass the first of many
Armed Service members who were walking the race. We stopped to say hello, asked
what branch they were in (Army), and thanked them for their service. They were
in full uniform so I was thankful to be wearing shorts and my Topo Athletic
singlet.<o:p></o:p><br />
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At about the mile 2 mark we began to pass the runners with Mobility
Impairments. Man, they are an amazing group of athletes. I was stoked to
see fellow Achilles International Boston athlete John Young making his way to
Boston. John-I loved being able to give you a high-five. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Then we saw, or rather heard, the athletes in push-rim wheelchairs fly by us. Wow, I have seen push rim and hand cyclists on flat road courses but to
see them tearing down the first mile decline is one of the day’s highlights. It
also got me thinking-how do they go over the timing mats? Are all the mats
strategically placed on flat sections? I had 26 or so more miles to ponder this
question.<o:p></o:p><br />
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My goal was to arrive in Hopkinton at 9:32 just as the elite
women were starting. We were there at 9:29 so we stepped off the course on the
right and watched the elite women take off. So cool! All the race personnel
were very supportive of us running in the “wrong” direction. If we stayed to
the side of the road when the athletes were coming they were fine.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We got through security with no issues and a few words of
encouragement. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b><u><br />The Official Race<o:p></o:p></u></b></div>
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The biggest unknown going into this was how my body would
hold up during the 70 minute “transition.” My doctor confirmed my PF and likely
bone spurs in my heel the week before so I was very concerned how my foot would
respond to the down time.<o:p></o:p><br />
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And after a few start line photos we were off. My friend
Thor, who had done the Boston Double in 2013, warned me about how tight my body
would feel for the first five miles or so (thanks Thor for ALL of your support
and advice). Luckily, my body and legs felt great which put a big ‘ol smile on
my face. We were having a grand time which was only boosted by sharing
some time with fellow runners Erich and Maribel and seeing my friend Hilary at the
start. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I was tethered to Michelle and Kevin, who had an official
bib but kindly offered to help guide, was on my right. Michelle called things
out while Kevin helped to create space and grab us water. I could not stop
grinning and dancing (in my head) to the music because I was feeling good. The
first five miles clicked by at about a 9:30 pace and I was taking a salt stick
and bar/gu every 45-60 minutes. <o:p></o:p><br />
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My stomach started to get a little upset around six miles so
I was concerned about taking in calories. I just needed to get to mile seven
where Topo staff would have a nice fresh PB&J sandwich waiting for me. We
rolled into Framingham at a solid pace and Kevin quickly spotted the Topo crew.
We took the first of many pics, stuffed the sandwich in my pocket, filled my Nathan
Trail Mix fuel belt with more water and Skratch mix (I used Tail Wind on the
first leg), and took off.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b><u>The People<o:p></o:p></u></b></div>
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I walked a few minutes with Alain Baird, owner of Race Menu
which is super supportive of runners who are B/VI. Alain broke his leg/ankle a
month or two ago during a race so he was covering (his 13<sup>th</sup> Boston?) on crutches.
I will never complain again about nipple/thigh chafe after imaging what his
armpits went through. <o:p></o:p><br />
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Next up was Michelle’s friends/family around mile 10. See
what I did there? I was trying to turn this long day into a trail/ultra type
race. Move forward and get to the next aid station/crew spot. This made the
miles incredibly manageable. I was thrilled to see Michelle get so excited to
see her family, including her niece. <o:p></o:p><br />
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The crowds were jumping and the music was pumping so I rode
the excitement for all it was worth. I planned for some walking breaks mostly
to take in food. But I told Michelle and Kevin not to let me walk where the
crowds were deep and not on the downhills.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Somewhere around this point we ran with Grant, a MABVI
charity bib fundraiser, for a few minutes. He was killing it-congrats man and
thanks so much for supporting the Massachusetts Association for the Blind & Visually Impaired (where I work). <o:p></o:p><br />
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Although I was trying to take as few gus/gels as possible,
my stomach was not in the mood for anything of substance so I was nervous about
eating real food. I took a gu around mile 12. I figured that and the Wellesley
women would get me through a few tough miles. The Scream Tunnel was jamming and
so much fun slapping hands. I considered handing out a kiss but was nervous
that I would misfire and result in an even more of an awkward situation.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After climbing over the 95/128 bridge and riding the long
downhill (this hill sucked on the way out) I heard someone calling my name. Oh
my, I totally forgot my Aunt Cathy and cousin Caitlin would be on the course.
We exchanged big hugs then I almost lost all the food in my stomach. I tried
eating a banana but after two bites I stuffed the rest in my pocket. If you’re curious,
I now had a half-eaten banana and PB&J sandwich, two bars, a few gus, and
chomps in my short’s pockets and more fuel in my Nathan trail Mix belt. I have no idea why my shorts were continuing to ride down on me! Jill
and Lucy do not call me “pocket boy” for no reason. I re-filled with cold water
and as I was walking away I had to lean over thinking I was going to puke. <o:p></o:p><br />
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We walked for a minute or two so I could breathe and then
started running at a slower pace. A few burps freed up some belly space and I
picked it up a bit.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Suddenly, my good friend, frequent training guide, and MABVI
charity bib runner, Cory G was next to us! I was so hopeful leading up to the
race that Cory, who started in the wave behind me, would catch up to us. We
updated each other while picking up the pace. Right around here I made a quick
turnaround to give my friend Angela K a hug. We then stopped to say hi to Cory’s
friend Nicole who bravely ran out in front of us in flip flops to snap some “action”
shots. Well done, lady. <o:p></o:p><br />
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I could feel the sun on my back so we stopped at a med tent
to apply more sunscreen and lube. Out of nowhere a TWAV runner who is B/VI and
from Japan came into the tent by himself. We quickly learned that his only
guide cramped up a few hundred yards back. This athlete travelled across the
world to run Boston and it was going to be heartbroken if he didn’t get to
finish. I asked Kevin if he was interested in guiding and before I could finish
Kevin was grabbing the guy’s tether and trying to get on the same page (the
gentleman spoke very little English and although incredibly worldly Kevin does
not know any Japanese). I was also touched that Cory was also open to guiding
him. This is what makes runners so awesome.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>Note to the Boston Athletic Association: this is why it is
so important to allow two guides with a runner at all times. Please consider
changing the rules to allow this.</i><o:p></o:p></div>
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We quickly came upon Michelle’s aunt and mother and they
made me the perfect grilled cheese sandwich (I LOVED how soggy it was!). Grilled cheeses have become my
favorite long distance food so I was craving this for a few miles. With renewed
energy and a settled stomach, we took off with purpose. For me, that meant
giving out as many hugs and high fives as possible. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Right around here we met Heidi, another MABVI charity bib runner. I was a bit silly by this point and may or may not have sarcastically yelled at Heidi to speed up :) Thanks Heidi for supporting MABVI and congrats on finishing Boston.</div>
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First up was Cory’s and my friend Jen who was volunteering at
the Boston Tri tent. It seemed like Cory was also excited by the wall-to-wall
crowds because he dropped us just as we turned onto Comm Ave. He trained so hard for his first marathon so I was thrilled to see him get his
groove back on. We found Jen, hugged, and climbed the hills.<br />
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We came up on my
friend Randy who was having some balance issues. He is a beast and was more
than determined to keep moving forward, even if he fell. Congrats man on finishing.
I was excited to see my alpine skiing community cross into my running community
when we saw Bob Golub, one of my ski guides at Mt Sunapee and the New England
Healing & Skiing Association.<br />
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I stopped at the NP water stop to say hello to fellow trail
runner Matt. Matt did me a solid by letting me know the second half of my grilled
cheese was falling out of my pocket. So, clutch. Thanks, dude.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Next up were the Achilles folks at the 30k mark. Laura (yup
the same one who was cheering for me at 5AM!!!) hooked me up with a nice turkey
and cheese s’wich. It was also nice to see friends Jeff and Liane cheering with
the Achilles folks. My pockets were at capacity so I “had” to walk and eat the
turkey s’wich.<br />
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It was about this time when I told Michelle not to let me drink
any beer before the finish line. Less than five minutes later someone was
cheering our name so we made a quick u-turn to say hello. My Topo Athletic
teammate Hannah made the trip down from VT and guess what, she had beer. I
managed two quick sips before Michelle grabbed it out of my hand. Ooops <span style="font-family: "segoe ui emoji" , sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol-ext; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: "Segoe UI Emoji";">😊</span>
Thanks Hannah, that was tasty.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We came up to friend and fellow skier/runner Joyce C who is one of the nicest people I have ever met. Joyce dropped us on the hills as I was yelling at her to slow down :) </div>
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On we went with full pockets, stomach, and my heart filling
with happiness with every person we saw. This is EXACTLY what I wanted. We saw
my friends Allie and Ari on one of the hills. They were at the wedding we went
to Saturday night. Even though I stopped drinking at 9:30pm, they were leaders
in getting going an after-party that pushed back my bedtime. I teased them
about almost ruining my run and took off after some big hugs. Love the Beantown
Rugby Club community!!!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Next thing I knew my buddy Miguel was next to me and we
chatted about local politics, his upcoming wedding (congrats to you and Seth) and running for a mile or two. Heartbreak Hill was
up next and I conveniently had to take in some fuel to get through the last
leg. So, we walked Heartbreak, giving out high fives, chatting with a few
runners, all while chomping on my sandwiches.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I don’t know how it happened, but my stomach finally
settled, my body had a ton of energy in it, and my legs were feeling great.
About 46 miles in.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We tore down the rolling hills toward Boston College, I tried
to play hype man by getting the Eagles to make more noise, shared a few minutes
with a first-time Boston runner who was hurting but grinding it out.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Going into a long run like this I never know just how it is
going to play out. Which is part of why I love doing longer runs. There is so
much that can happen to your body, nutrition, nagging existing injuries, etc.
So up until then I just wanted to focus on the moment. But now I knew I had it.
A few more mostly downhills and I would see Jill and Lucy as well as the TWAV
cheering section.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Michelle guided me over the Cleveland Circle train tracks
(reminded me of trying to jump over roots toward the end of long trails runs)
and we were on Beacon. I had mentally prepared for this longer than always
expected section but I was feeling good. I couldn’t stop smiling, whooping out
loud, and telling Michelle we were almost there. This was Michelle’s first
marathon distance run and she was not only crushing the guiding piece but she
was running strong.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I saw Erich again and it was so cool to share some time with
him. Erich is a tech guru and in addition to having a human guide he was being
supported by Aira Google Glass Technology. Mind-blowing stuff.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The heat (it got close to 80) was taking its toll on runners
so Beacon Street was tough to maneuver on but Michelle kept us moving forward. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Then I heard what every parent running a race wishes for-“Daddy,
Daddy!” There was Lucy and Jill, back in Brookline after schlepping out to
Framingham earlier in the day. I am so lucky and try my best not to take their
amazing support for granted. I joked that I wanted a beer but Jill was more
concerned about me finishing and I could feel Michelle's piercing look at me :). We crossed the street to give out hugs to the
TWAV crew. Yup, absolutely no concern about my pace/time and it felt wonderful.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Mile 25 has been my mental mile for Boston but I could care
less so we slowly ran up and then down the bridge. My buddy Mike, who guided me
the second half in 2015 (Michelle guided the first) was there with his family
so we said a quick hello. Then we stopped to say hello to Michelle’s husband
and a bunch of her friends. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We took off and ran with Thomas Panek, who works at Guiding
Eyes for the Blind, for a few minutes under the Mass Ave. underpass. Then the infamous right on Hereford,
left on Boylston and we were there. The crowds here are insane. Nothing I have experienced
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Unless you know exactly where someone is, you will never hear them call
your name. But suddenly I heard people chanting “Kyle, Kyle, Kyle.” What?! Am I
at my 13-yo Babe Ruth All-Star game or something? Who are these people? We
turned around slightly (anyone else retrace their steps on Boylston Street .2
miles from the finish?!) and there was my friend Stephanie. She is an
outstanding MABVI volunteer and Delta Gamma alumnae, which provides a ton of
support to MABVI/TWAV. She is so smart that she got people standing next to her
to start chanting so I would hear them. What a perfect way to end a magical day.
Thank you, Stephanie!<o:p></o:p></div>
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We crossed the finish line of the Boston Marathon and
Michelle and I hugged. As always, I insist that my guides, especially those who
guide the entire way, get a medal.<o:p></o:p></div>
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What a day! 52.4 miles and except for a one low-point
brought on by stomach issues, I had an absolute blast. I am not fast but years
ago I said I could not imagine not racing a marathon especially one as
prestigious as Boston. Now I cannot imagine doing it any other way. Whether you
run the Boston Double or not, I truly recommend taking one Boston Marathon and
put your pace/time goals aside. Take it in for everything that we say is so beautiful
about Boston, especially the volunteer and crowd support.<o:p></o:p></div>
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That said, two months ago I set a small goal to run both
legs, minus the downtime in between, in under 10 hours. I ran the first leg in
about 4:23 and the official marathon in 5:05.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Thanks to Topo Athletic for keeping my feet comfy and
blister free in my Ultrafly. I stayed hydrated with my Nathan HPL pack on the
way out and Nathan belt on the way back in.<o:p></o:p></div>
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My guides and Boston Double teammates. Kevin, Michelle,
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Thanks to everyone who handed me food and gave me a hug.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Congrats to every runner who toed the start line and who
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I run for many reasons one of which is because of the
community and how happy it makes me. Marathon Monday brought me so much joy
which I will never forget.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Keep pushing yourself and see you on the streets or in the
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I don’t really “race” especially on the trails. I
certainly set goals and have a plan for how I approach a race but I I’ve never
considered myself actually racing a race. Based on my recent speed/track work
and Houston Marathon (January) goal, I decided to race the Cambridge Half
Marathon. In its first year, the Cambridge Half was kind enough to create a
Visually Impaired Division and truly supported all runners.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">About six weeks out my friend Thor strongly encouraged me to
run the half as hard as I could. Between his advice and the support and racing
knowledge of my guide Alina, I set the following goals:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">A+ 7:30 pace 1:38:19<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I’ve been running Yasso
800s so I was anxiously excited to put my race pace to test.
I fully tapered for the run and also came down with a nasty sore throat and
cold the week leading up to the race.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The runners who are
Visually Impaired (VI) were invited to start at the front with the elites to
help with the crowds. I was thankful for the opportunity and very cautious not
to go out too hard. Alina was my main guide (giving verbal cues etc) and my
guide Cory, who was officially registered, volunteered to run with us to help
with the traffic and water stops.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Neither Alina nor I
could get our watches to sync but thankfully Cory’s was working. My plan was to
run at 7:40/7:45 pace for the first 3-5 miles then evaluate from there. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It was a fast start but
I did an OK job of keeping things in check. We averaged approximately 7:27
(Alina’s watch gave mile splits but no other data) which was a tad hot and I
was putting out a bit more effort than I wanted to. My legs also didn’t have
their usually post-taper spring to them. Maybe I was still recovering from my
late <a href="http://blindbeerrunner.blogspot.com/2016/11/what-ride-ghost-train-2016-race-report.html">October 60-mile run</a>? So we dialed it back a bit closer to 7:40.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Around the three-mile
mark Thor bombed by us. Thor has been struggling with a serious health issue
the last year or so and is just starting to turn the corner. I was stoked to
see him hammering it out there and we agreed to meet for post-race beers.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Around mile four (ish)
my buddy and homestay mate John Chan pulled up behind us. John is blazing fast
with a recent 3:26 (give or take) marathon a month or so ago and he had also
run the NYC Marathon the weekend before. My goal from the start was to hang
with John for as long as I could. John didn’t start at the front so I wasn’t
sure of his exact time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We wound through a bike
path section that made things pretty tight. Alina did a wonderful job guiding
me around numerous obstacles and Cory provided a much needed buffer from other
runners and help with the water stops.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">While running by a small
crowd I heard an onlooker say "Oh look, they are running connected with a
string. HOW CUTE!". We all got a chuckle out of that. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Around mile six or seven
we entered into Belmont then began to head back toward Cambridge and the
finish. We ran by the Team with a Vision water stop, which was staffed by an
amazing team of Boston University Delta Gamma members. They were super loud which
provided a nice pick me up. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We were incredibly
consistent in the middle with a few 7:33 miles and two 7:40s. John and his
guide Tommy, who is one of my regular guides (and who just BQ’d at NYC with a
mind-numbing 3:01 !!!) continued to run behind us. However, after a water stop
I noticed (I have extreme tunnel vision with about a 3-5% field in each eye but
corrected 20/40 vision which is why I can read bibs) a “GUIDE” bib about a
hundred yards in front of us. I wondered out loud who that was. At some point John
passed me and even though an old calf injury was bothering him he was looking
strong.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Around mile nine or 10
we had a decent hill that wasn’t necessary steep but kind of dragged on. I
leaned on my glutes and powered up at an even effort. I was stoked when we
crested and knew the fun was about to begin.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The only time split I
memorized was the 10-mile mark. I needed to be at 1:15 to hit my A+ goal and
Cory said it was 1:16. Not terrible but not where I wanted to be. Cory was
dealing with an injury issue so we knew prior to the race that it may become an issue. Shortly after mile 10 (maybe 11) Cory had to back off and Alina and I powered on.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I had already taken two
Gus but was still running on fumes. I truly wanted to walk for a few hundred
yards but I knew if I did I was done. I started to think about all of the pain
and hard work I put into the speed work (I’d rather run 25 miles than do track
work). I kept on looking at my watch (it turned on at some point so at least I
could use the current pace function) to see my pace. Still holding steady. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a few strides but I couldn’t hold it and he pulled away.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Alina took on the
additional role of motivator and coach at the perfect time and kept me moving.
At one point she said “it will hurt more if you go slower” which took my tired
brain a few minutes to figure out. I pushed as much as I could but the final
kick and burst of energy never came.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We made the final turn
and there was a LOOONG straight-away to the finish. I dug as deep as I could
and pushed. A few runners passed me and I passed a few. Finally, I could see
the clock and it was in the 1:38s. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">We crossed the finish at
1:39:25 so I hit my “A” goal!!! Although I was toast, my final three miles
were my fastest of the day (7:25, 7:23. 7:24, which also represents my fastest
5k ever). I didn’t have it in me to catch John so I placed second in the Visually
Impaired Division. John pushed through the pain which is a tribute to what type
of person and runner he is. Congrats, brother! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">With less than a minute
to spare to get under 1:40, I am so grateful for all of Cory’s and Alina’s
support. Every second counted and they helped me run as an efficient and strong
race as I could. I am so grateful to them.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Also, congrats to Jill
for completing her third (maybe fourth?) half marathon of the year.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I am thrilled with my
time and increased speed. Now onto the Houston Marathon.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Big thanks to Eddie O’Connor
and his team for putting on an amazing race. For a first time event the
logistics were on-point and I am so appreciative of the support they provided
Team With a Vision.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">See you on the streets
(or in the woods).<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Topo Athletic Ultrafly<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Garmin Forerunner</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Post-Race Beers: there
was an incredible after party with locals Notch Brewing, Bantam Cider, and
Slumbrew. I am very proud to say that Jill, John, and I closed the party down
so we had a “few” local beverages! :) <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-31371183167649321582016-11-07T07:31:00.002-08:002016-11-07T07:36:27.523-08:00What a Ride: Ghost Train 2016 Race Report<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It is hard to imagine a race day playing out better than it
did for Ghost Train. I signed up for Ghost Train (GT) in August with plans to
run 45 miles (the trail is a 7.5 mile out and back so runners can choose any
variation of 15 miles). However, during the <a href="http://blindbeerrunner.blogspot.com/2016/10/vermont-50-race-report-fun-in-woods.html">Vermont 50 weekend</a> I learned that
the Vermont 100, which I plan to run in 2017, requires a 50 miler qualifier.
After swapping a few emails with Amy Rusiecki, the VT 100 Race Director, I
bumped my mileage up to 60. I didn’t give much thought to this until about a
week later when it dawned on me that I was going to run 60 miles!</div>
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I had a strong VT 50k run and my legs felt decent the last
few miles and the week following. So although only 32 (the course had a 1-mile
bonus!) I was hoping to bank on a nearly flat and runnable GT trail to allow me
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I got in a few road long runs after VT 50 and also cranked
up my weekday mileage. This combined with 2-days a week of physical therapy for
my ankle had me feeling pretty optimistic going into GT.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I lined up four amazing sighted guides, rested the week
before, and set my three goals. A) sub 12-hour (picked rather arbitrarily but
it sounded cool). B) under 15 hours for VT 100 qualifier C) get to 60<o:p></o:p></div>
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My only small concern leading into GT was my guides. I had
run with two of my guides before but neither of them had guided on trails. And
Amy Rusiecki stepped up big time to guide me but she had never guided before. Thankfully,
all three are super strong runners and very quick learners.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jeff Dusek and I arrived at Camp Tevya in Brookline, NH
around 8:15AM for the 9:00AM start. Jeff and I have done a few shorter runs
together and he has a ton of guiding experience through Achilles Internal
Boston. Unfortunately, I kind of forgot to get a bagel and coffee on the way up
so two bananas were my only pre-race food. We tucked my bag under a tent someone
had kindly put up, hit the porta-potty (always a nice physical & mental
relief), and were lined up with plenty of time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Numerous trail runners told me that GT is incredibly
runnable. It is mostly an old rail trail, with a roughly ¼ to 1/3 mile of
single track that was technical and also represented the only true climb. There
was also a section of old rail ties sticking out to keep you honest.</div>
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<o:p></o:p>My goal was to run all four “loops” in just under three
hours. We lined up closer to the back than front to help keep me in check.
Unfortunately, this resulted in a very crowded trail for the first mile or so.
Jeff and I ran tethered side-by-side and he did a great job navigating the
terrain and a ton of people in front of us. About ¾ mile in we found a few
seems, passed a couple of runners, and shortly things opened up a bit. I was
planning to keep the pace around 9:30 to 10 min miles. The first two miles were
closer to 11 due to the crowd but that was OK.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The first few miles were flat and except for a few small
driveway and road crossings very runnable. I was starting to get excited about
being able to keep up a good pace. We blew by the mid-point aid station and
came into what I think is the most beautiful section of the trail. The forest
was perfect-big trees, pine needle covered footing, with just a few roots and
rocks. So quiet out there. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Of course the first runner who knew me actual knew my
daughter Lucy! We shared a few miles with Paula, who volunteered at the TARC
Blue Hills 12k and Lucy hung out with her at the registration table. Paula
looked strong the entire day.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The first loop was a chance to check out the terrain so we
were keeping the pace manageable. We came across a hanging skeleton which
pointed us sharp right and we began to hit the first and only real climb. This
was nothing compared to VT 50 and the terrain was not too technical. We power
hiked up, ran a small flat section at the top, then slowly walked a pretty
technical section coming down. Overall I think this was 1/3 to ½ a mile. We
began to run again and I knew were pretty close to the turnaround.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We shared a few miles with Davina who was also running the
60 miles plus two more to get a 100k. I really enjoyed chatting with her and it
was nice to say hello to her throughout the day.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We hit a few road crossings here including one that had
steps going down and back up and one that was a pretty steep down. Very short
but something to be mindful of as the day continues on.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We then came upon the infamous “culvert” which we ran
through (it passed under a road). There were a few big steps into and out of
the culvert then you could run the 100 feet or so. There was always a nice echo
so I got to practice my famous beat-boxing skills!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Somewhere around mile 13 the 100-mile leaders passed us on
their return trip. Man, they were blazing fast!<o:p></o:p></div>
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A few short sections of trails and we came across a very
narrow (maybe two feet wide) asphalt dam/path that had water on both sides. All
I could think about was falling into this at some point. I stumbled onto the
path, walked behind Jeff while holding onto his shoulder, and we were across!<o:p></o:p></div>
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This led into the turn-around station so it was nice to see
a bunch of folks. I needed to catch up on fuel so I grabbed a few cheese
sandwich squares while Jeff re-filled his hand held. I had a 2-liter Nathan
pack filled with Tailwind so I was set on hydration. Overall this was a quick
stop and we headed back on the loop.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We continued to make good time on the way back and had a
better sense of which spots to push it on. We stopped at the mid aid station
looking for coffee but no luck so we kept on running. A mile or two after that
I started to get really tired and I could feel a low point setting in. The fact
that I was about 11-12 miles in was alarming. We slowed the pace a bit for the
pesky rail ties and Jeff did a great job calling them out.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jeff & I (back to photo) on the first loop.</td></tr>
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However, this section seemed to drag on forever and I kept
wondering when we would get back to the start. We passed a random orange cone
so I knew we were getting closer. Finally, we came upon the lake, hit the pavement,
and ran into the start area. We ran through the timing tent, called out our
number, and were instructed to continue on for a couple of hundred yards, run
under a small covered bridge, do a 180 around another orange cone, and ran back
to the start/tent where my stuff was.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We finished the first loop in 2:37 so we were right on pace.
Jeff filled my pack while I greeted and updated my next guide Kim McCraken. I
left out the part about me feeling so shitty.</div>
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<o:p></o:p>Kim and I took off for our second loop and eased into light
conversation. I met Kim through the Coastal Athletic Association in which Kim
guided me for the <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-1zeSFN-S8">Ragnar Reach the Beach run</a>. We logged 34+ road miles together
so I felt pretty comfortable running with Kim. We ran the first two miles much
quicker than the first loop so this combined with the chatter was a nice
distraction. I was planning to skip the mid aid station but I needed caffeine
so we stopped for a quick cup of joe. The aid station volunteers rocked all
day/night long. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We walked a few hundred feet while I drank the coffee and
within a few minutes I was feeling better. I was trying to take in a Clif bar
or gu every 45-60 minutes to compliment the Tailwind.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We hit the small climb, cruised along the flat section, had
fun in the culvert, then arrived at the turnaround. I grabbed a handful of
food, a cup of steaming hot broth, which I ingested while we walked cautiously
back over the concrete dam. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Other than it starting to rain, the return trip was
uneventful and very disciplined. We fell into a nice rhythm and held a steady
pace the entire way.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A few miles out Amy R. was there ready for her “sighted
guide training!” I was now running behind Kim so Amy ran alongside Kim to get a
sense of what she was calling out and when. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kim, Amy, Lucy and I coming in after loop 2. 30 miles down. </td></tr>
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As we came into Camp Tevya my wife Jill and Lucy were there
cheering us on. Lucy jogged with us for a hundred or so feet while I gave her
and Kim instructions on what gear to pull out. As Amy and I passed the timing
tent I saw Randy and Tracy Pierce on the side cheering us on. What a wonderful
surprise and pick me up. We circled back around to my drop bag and I was a wee
bit manic. I needed dry socks and shirts as well as a complete fuel overhaul.
For the only time during the race, I sat down to change while simultaneously
getting updates from Lucy about her morning soccer game and chatting with Randy
and Tracy.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We completed two laps in 5 hours and 32 minutes so we were
right on pace. Which was good because this pit stop was going to eat up a few
minutes.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I filled my pockets with Gus and bars, a baked potato, and
PB and banana wrap. I was still a little cold from the rain so we grabbed a cup
of broth on the way out. The aid station worker was kind enough to cut up my potato
so I could soak it in the broth. Seriously, these folks rock!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Amy and I took off running side-by-side on the pavement and
wide dirt path. I had swapped a number of emails with Amy regarding the VT 100
and met her at the VT 50 start line but we really didn’t know each other all
that well. We had 15 miles to change that. We settled in to a solid pace and I
immediately felt comfortable with Amy’s guiding. She was spot on with the step
up calls and left/rights. I was at the mile 32-33 mark so I was trying to
conserve as much energy as possible so my feet were getting a little extra lazy
than normal. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We came upon a long straight-away with a small bridge and
volunteers were out lining the trail with jack-o-lanterns. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We entered the rail tie section which I had begun to dread.
Amy stepped up her calls and notified me of upcoming ties. However, my legs
were still dragging so the next thing I knew I was face down in the dirt with a
runner coming the other way asking if I was OK. I hoped up, brushed off my
hands, and kept going. The thing with guiding is that the sighted guide is only
responsible for letting me know what is coming up, which Amy did. It is my job
to respond and actually pick my feet up. So this fall was on me.</div>
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<o:p></o:p>We plugged along chatting about other races and Amy’s work.
Amy is a <a href="http://runningrusieckis.blogspot.com/">ridiculously accomplished runner and coach</a> so it was great to pick her
brain about running.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After the mid aid station, we both agreed that the second
half was so much more enjoyable than the first half. There are so many
landmarks/smaller sections (the climb/technical area, culvert, smooth fast
section) that makes that section click by.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The rain was still coming down a bit so the climb was a bit
muddier and therefore trickier than before. We passed this section and were on
our way to the turnaround.<o:p></o:p></div>
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At some point we shared a few miles with Matt who like Amy
was from Western Mass. Matt was gunning for the 100 and looking strong. So
strong that I busted out my regular “hey, so you want to give me a piggy back”
joke. <o:p></o:p></div>
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At the turn-around I looked at my knee and was surprised
that my knee and leg were covered in blood. It looked like just a few scrapes
so nothing to worry about.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We were cruising on the return trip and right on pace for
another solid and consistent loop. The trail picked up some more mud in a few
sections but not enough to slow us down.<o:p></o:p></div>
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My watch battery ran out during loop two so Amy was
incredibly patient with my numerous pace/time requests. I grabbed more coffee
at the mid aid station and kept moving forward. By this time, I was starting to
feel incredibly surprised on just how strong I felt. I was working hard to keep
on pace but not to the point where I was breathing heavy and using a lot of
extra energy. I kept reminding myself that there was plenty of miles to go.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I took another spill on the rail ties (again, my fault and
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Around this point Amy started to coach/encourage me in
addition to guiding which was perfect timing. I trusted her pace and just vowed
to stay behind her. A few miles out, as the sun was setting, I yet again asked
her what the pace was. She laughed and said “Do you really want to know?” Well,
now I do. We were at 9:15 minute pace for that mile. I felt good so we kept at
it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We arrived back at the start at 5:34pm which was right where
I needed to be. When you factor in three start aid stations/gear swaps each
loop was exactly 3 hours. I had a small cushion form my first loop so for the
first time I thought I could finish under 12 hours. Jill did a great job making
sure I grabbed my stuff as quickly as possible and got back out there.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Michelle Becker, my fourth and final guide, and I started
the fourth loop at 5:50pm. We had 3 hours 10 minutes to run 15 miles. Totally
doable.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I had my headlamp on and Michelle was decked out in her
reflective gear. I slid behind her and we took off. I felt fine energy wise but
could kind of feel that the first few miles were a bit slower than previous. I
think I was getting complacent and not pushing. I also wanted to make sure I
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<o:p></o:p>All of the jack-0-lanters were lit up which made for a
majestic sight. The rail trail scenery is a beautiful mix of water, deep
forest, and pine needle trails.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Shortly before the climb Michelle called out that is was
“smooth sailing” for as far as she could see (not very far seeing she had a
headlamp on) so we pushed the pace. I caught a second (third?) wind and we
really pushed that section to help bank time for the climb. I was tired and
slower than normal going up but I kept moving forward. We passed a number of
runners going the opposite way and the 100s were looking strong.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I made a commitment to not ask Michelle about the pace and
just go off of feel for the final loop. I am not that good on this so I think I
may have run a bit slower than previous loops. I was also 50+ miles in so there
is that.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We came upon a few volunteers near the culvert who had a
radio playing dance music. I broke out a very slow “running man” for a little
dance party action. I may have done a few loud woo-hoos running through the
culvert, too.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I needed something warm and ginger ale at the turn-around
but wanted it to be quick. An aid station volunteer said it was exactly 7:30
which confirmed the slower pace. I was too tired to do the math but knew I had
90 minutes to run 7.5 miles. I can do that.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We walked over the narrow dam bridge for the last time
(unless I go for another loop…) and we saw Matt again. He was looking strong
and in good spirits. He wanted to run with us so the three of us took off
together. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I was in full blown manic mode and told Michelle to go as
fast as she thought was safe. I did not want to barely miss my 12-hour goal and
felt like I could hang on for 7 miles. We cruised to the hill, slogged up that
shitty section. I was moving slow and a runner came up behind us and joked that
he too was benefiting from Michelle’s guide calls. It turns out that he ran the
VT 50 miler and passed me right before the finish (yup, he finished before I
did my 50k). He looked good and I’m sure he got his hundo.</div>
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<o:p></o:p>We hit the sweet, smooth section and went for it. We were
passing runners (most of whom were running the 100 so huge props to them) and I
was doing all I could do to keep my headlamp on Michelle’s back guide bib. My
narrow field of vision allows me to see a very small tunnel but in the dark I
have no sight at all. I was so nervous that I wasn’t moving over enough when
passing runners and I was going to run into and hurt another runner. It was
kind of like the Days of Thunder scene when Tom Cruise has to just drive on
through the crash scene in hopes of not hitting another car. Thankfully, I have
complete trust in Michelle and we crushed it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I needed a small sip of ginger ale so we flew into the mid
aid station, quickly filled a cup, and I slow jogged while drinking it. Then we
were back at it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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My legs were still feeling strong but I knew the rail tie
section was coming. I asked Michelle to slow down a bit but go faster than the
out trip. I whispered my first “Let’s Go Robidoux” and high stepped it like I
was in high school football high-step rope. We made it through, were mesmerized
by the long stretch of jack-o-lanterns, and the countdown truly began. The
miles clicked by as I continued to ask Michelle if we passed the orange cone. Finally,
we passed it and now every 15 feet or so I asked her where the camp cottages
were.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We were laying it down now (my last mile was 8:46 which is
the fastest mile of loops 1,2, & 4-I don’t have loop 3 data-and likely my
fastest all day.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We hit the pavement, heard people starting to cheer, blew
past the timing tent, did the small little loop, and back to the timing tent to
say I was 60 and done! I couldn’t hear the time so Michelle went over to ask a
second time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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11 hours and 53 minutes!!! We did it with very little time
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There are so many things I am proud of from this race:<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->My guides were incredible. They drove all the
way there, guided and at times paced me, helped me get in and out of aid
stations quickly.<o:p></o:p></div>
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factor in the start aid stations, every loop was within a 10-12 range.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I was surprised to learn a few days afterward that I placed
fifth overall on the fourth male for the 6-0-mile race! <o:p></o:p></div>
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As always, TARC put on a first class race. Thanks to Steve
Latour, the RD, for your support from day one and all of the pre, during, and
past race volunteers. Simply amazing people. Biug thanks to Jill and Lucy for
schlepping to yet another race (partially in the rain) and cheering me as well
as helping with aid stations etc.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Bring on the Vermont 100! So ready to dive into the training
(hills, hills, hills) in preparation for my first hundred.<o:p></o:p></div>
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See you on the streets or in the woods! <o:p></o:p></div>
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Gear<o:p></o:p></div>
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</a></span></span><!--[endif]--><a href="http://topoathletic.com/">Topo Athletic</a> Runventures trail shoes for all 60 miles!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Post-race beer: Bissell Brothers Reciprocal<o:p></o:p></div>
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I love trail running. I completely adore being outdoors,
running through the woods, the sounds of nature, cooler temps, and opportunity
to meet other runners. I also get very frustrated with trail running because
unlike road running, my lack of sight directly impacts my ability to run some
terrain. So I decided to run the <a href="https://vermont50home.blogspot.com/">Vermont 50</a> shortly after I ran the TARC 100k
last October. I was looking for a somewhat runnable course and numerous trail
runners recommended VT 50, including one of my eventual sighted guides.<o:p></o:p></div>
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In July I rolled my ankle pretty good while trail running on
the Oregon coast and ended up spraining two ligaments in my left ankle. I took
three weeks off from running, focused on PT and strengthening my ankles, and
downgraded to the 50k. I knew the VT 50 was hilly with about 5,600 feet of
elevation so I focused a ton of training on steep hills and multiple hill
repeats. Thankfully, I have some super supportive guides who not only helped
with transportation out to Blue Hills but also trudged up numerous hill repeats
with me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The weekend before VT 50 I participated in <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-1zeSFN-S8">Ragnar Reach theBeach </a>with an ultra-team and logged approximately 34 miles. I ran a bit harder
than I had planned but had so much fun running with my teammates. So much for a
taper. I ran four miles the week leading up to VT 50 in an attempt to give my
body a chance to bounce back and to rest my ankle. <o:p></o:p></div>
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After a long Friday night at my house hosting six of my
daughter’s friends for a slumber party (they woke up at 4:30AM!), we
arrived in Vermont late afternoon Saturday. My guide Steve was kind enough to
host us and a number of other runners and bikers. His house is about ¼ mile
from the start/finish. We hit packet pick up, got to meet Mike Silverman the
amazing race director and chat with some folks from <a href="http://www.vermontadaptive.org/">Vermont Adaptive Ski & Sports</a>. Proceeds
from VT 50 benefit Vermont Adaptive, where I skied with sighted guides for the
first time, so I was super stoked to see and support them. We had a nice
potluck dinner at Steve’s house, met a ton of new friends, and called it a
night around 9:00PM. Jill and I slept in a tent while Lucy scored a bunk bed
inside.<o:p></o:p></div>
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My alarm went off at 6:03AM (wasn’t really sleeping) and I casually
got dressed and ate my pre-race meal (two bananas with Vermont Peanut Butter
and a bar) . We lined up a few minutes before 8:00AM and it was so nice to
see/meet a number of Trail Animal Running club (TARC) runners. I also got to
meet Amy Rusiecki, who is the Vermont 100 RD and an incredibly accomplished
runner (congrats on your 2<sup>nd</sup> place finish!).<o:p></o:p></div>
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Steve was my lead guide with Dane running behind us. The
first 1.5 miles were on paved road so it was nice to stretch out and warm up a
bit. I cannot predict race pace on trails but my goals were 1) to finish under
9 hours 2) not come in last (much respect for all finishers) 3) and try not to
further damage my ankle. My plan was to run the dirt roads hard, power-hike the
climbs, hold a 11-12 min pace on the runnable trail sections, and keep as
strong a walking pace as possible on the technical sections including single
track. <o:p></o:p><br />
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Close to 1.5 miles in we hit the first big climb and joined
all the other runners in power hiking up it. The temps were in the low 40s so
it was a nice way to warm up and get the blood flowing. We transitioned onto a
wide ATV/snowmobile trail and began to run the subtle incline and downhill.
Steve was like clockwork on the guiding and having Dane behind letting me know
when I got through the technical stuff was very helpful. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I was running with my NATHAN Sports 2L pack so we blew
through the first aid station just under the 4-mile mark. My legs were fresh
and my ankle felt stable and dare I say strong (thank you Scanlon PT). We
switched between a few trails and dirt roads for the next couple of miles with
some elevation mixed in to keep us honest. <o:p></o:p></div>
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At around mile six or seven a huge pack of runners passed me
on the first technical section. Having to stand on the side of the trail while
they passed really pissed me off and at times I let the “damn my eyesight”
negative thoughts creep into my head. Thankfully, we popped back onto a dirt road
and I could see the group a few hundred yards in front of me. My ego and
emotions got the best of me and I really wanted to catch them as well as bank
some much needed time. Dane and I took off and hammered a low 8:00 min pace and
we caught up to and passed the group. I’m not going to lie-that felt good. I
also know that some folks may have questioned my “going out too fast” pace but
I knew that sooner or later I would have some walking breaks due to the
technical terrain. We rolled into the Margaretville aid station at mile 11
(same crew that works the VT 100 station) feeling good and right on pace. Dane
re-filled his bottles as I slowly walked down the 50-mile road and not the 50k
(oops-thank you volunteer for turning me back around!).<o:p></o:p></div>
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Steve, Dane and I left M’Ville and headed up a dirt trail
that cut through a farm. I should note that many of the trails are open just
for the race as they cut through privately owned land. Big thanks to all the
landowners for providing access to your gorgeous trails/front/back yards. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Only 2.5 miles to the next aid station where Jill and Lucy
were with fuel and smiles which kept me moving.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We now shared the trails with the mtb so my guide out back
was responsible for alerting us of any oncoming biker and letting us and the
biker know which way to pass. This was somewhat easy on the wider trails but
tough on the single track. Steve, who has participated in all the race
disciplines incl running and biking, was acutely aware of how to manage these
situations and set a great tone for the rest of the race. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Around mile 12 we (not really me!) noticed that we were off
course. We followed a biker and/or runner or two and a few more followed behind
us. As my guides and others were trying to figure things out I kindly helped
out by saying “What, are all of you blind!” Apparently a few of the other
riders/runners looked at me, saw my Team With a Vision “BLIND” bib, and didn’t
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We back-tracked only a cpl hundred yards, found the nice arrow pointing us in
the right direction, and carried on. Up a very steep climb!<o:p></o:p></div>
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We came screaming downhill on this sweet grassy field
section into Greenall’s aid station. I was on cloud nine because of my pace and
so excited to see Jill cheering us on, Lucy standing there with my drop bag,
and a ton of spectators, including Tommy from VT Adaptive, cheering everyone
on. Jill and Lucy, my crew and asst crew chief respectively, filled my pack
while I hit the porta-potty. I grabbed more Clif bars, Gus and chomps, a baked
potato w/ salt (I was taking a Salt Stick every hour), swapped out my guide Ray
for Steve, gave Lucy a big hug, and headed out.<o:p></o:p><br />
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We came into Greenall’s at about 10:30AM which I was
thrilled about. This is just over an 11 min mile (total race was just over 16!). I ran the last three miles of the course two weeks ago with
Steve so I knew they were technical and slow. But I was feeling it and knew
that 9 hours was doable.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Man, was I in for an awakening which is the case with most
trail runs. I set my expectations very low for this race not knowing all of the
terrain but the first 13.4 miles had me feeling optimistic. We came across some
very technical sections almost immediately into the woods and I quickly
switched into walking/power-hiking mode. Mile 16 was my first 20 minute mile. I kept hoping for things to open up a
bit with either dbl track or dirt roads but it was mainly technical single
track. My pace moved into the low 20s as Dane, who was now leading, and Ray did
a marvelous job guiding me. My lead guides essentially call out every single
step especially on the technical stuff (big root up, turn left, rock on your
left, turn right, root and step down 6 inches, on and on). When you add in the
tight mtb trails and constant switchbacks these technical sections are so
tough, esp mentally. The guides are so focused and constantly talking and
communicating which is simply amazing. I often feel that guiding on trails is
as tough as me running them. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Overall, I stayed positive but my mood and energy level took
a small dip. I knew that there were some very runnable sections right before
Johnson’s aid station around mile 27 and every step forward got me closer to
these sections. I rolled my ankle somewhere in this section for the first time
but after a few steps (and angry curse words) it felt pretty good and
surprisingly strong. Yes!!! <o:p></o:p></div>
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I knew that the last four trails were going to be tough so I
told Dane and Ray that I really wanted to push the pace on any and all runnable
sections. Ray took this to heart and kept a great pace on some gravelly-type
downhills and smoother dirt sections. Ray is a former Vermont 50 AG placer so I
was in good hands throughout these sections.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We also shared a mile or two with some badass 50k and 50
milers. I chatted with two people (I think they are a couple) from Salem, MA
who I highly encouraged to check out the new Notch Brewing brewery in their
n’hood (I joked that I had session beer in my pack!). It was also nice to meet
Liv Gauthier during this section-congrats on your finish!!!<o:p></o:p></div>
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We cruised through another aid station and Dane was eager to
run in this next section. The scenery was breathtaking as it was new growth
trees mixed in with pine-needle laden trails. I get so excited and have a ton
of fun on the trails that I can actually run on. I took a small fall somewhere
around here while running, popped up laughing, and kept going. I was so happy
that I fell while actually running and not just walking. Everyone falls on the
trails so I was excited to share this badge of honor with everyone else (and it
is no fault of my guides when I fall). Like I tell my daughter when skiing-if
you don’t fall then you are not pushing hard enough.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We ran through some rolling farmland and meadows and came
onto what I knew was the last dirt road before Johnson’s. I was ready to go and
with Dane and Ray both guiding we hit it hard and held a strong pace for a mile
or two. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We popped onto Rt 44 for a couple of hundred yards, passed
the aid station parking lot and a big crowd of spectators (thank you for being
out there) and power-hiked up the long, steep dirt driveway to the aid station.
Jill and Lucy were there ready to get me fueled up and on my way. It was exactly
3:00PM and Dane was confident we had sub-9 hours in the bag. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We headed out of Johnson’s with Dane leading and Ray behind.
Due to the re-routed course, Johnson’s was 4 miles and not the usual 2-3 from
the finish. We started out in a beautiful meadow running slightly uphill on
matted grass. Dane, who rips off 100-mile races every month or so, was in full
pacer mode in addition to guiding. His subtle “ready to run” kept me moving. We
ducked into the woods and I was mentally prepared to walk and somewhat
physically ready, too. But Dane and Ray kept me moving at a slow run (w/ some
shuffling mixed in)) whenever possible.<br />
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We began to climb up a rocky trail head
when I hear “Let’s go Robidoux, get running!” To my pleasant surprise my guide
Steve had rode his bike up to cheer us and other participants on. That was a
nice pick me up. After endless mtn switchbacks (I completely Gronk blocked a
nice tree in this section-guiding in such tight trails is not fool-proof esp
when I was getting tired and lazily cut a few corners). I could also hear the
finish line music for the first time but knew we still had some work to do.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Finally, Ray called out the 2-miles to go sign so we were
almost there. More runners and bikers were passing us so I was getting anxious
about my goal of not coming in DFL (dead fucking last). We hit this small
rolling hilly section in which we passed a few mtb on the uphill only to have
them pass us on the downhill, crossed the first Mt. Ascutney ski trail, back
into the woods, then the 1-mile to go sign magically appeared. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Only one more wooded section (of course over a big rock
surface) then a few downhill switchbacks on another ski trail and super
off-camber trail. Dane, who ran the entire race with me as an official
registrant, was determined to get us there as quickly as possible.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We plowed toward the finish on grass and a bit of gravel.
There were a number of quick down then ups on the grass entering into the
finishing chute and it was super loud. I couldn’t hear Dane’s guiding calls so
I was holding on hoping not to tumble in front of everyone. I saw Jill and I
think I heard the Salem folks yell “Salem is cheering for you.” Lucy joined me
a hundred yards out so it was special to cross another finish line with her.<o:p></o:p></div>
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WE DID IT! Finished in 8 hours 20 minutes and felt pretty
good. My nutrition was on point and all of those hill repeats, esp the
downhills, left my quads feeling pretty good (not the case post-race but it is
a good sore). Steve, Dane, and Ray rocked it as guides. Their generous support
allowed me to participate in this race and achieve my goals. Thank you.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sincere thanks to RD Mike Silverman. I emailed him months
prior to signing up letting him know I wanted to run with guides and he was so
supportive throughout the entire process. RD’s that create such a supportive
and inclusive race are special people.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I loved running in my <a href="http://topoathletic.com/">Topo Athletic</a> Runventures. They held
up on the technical sections and climbs and are light enough to hammer the
flats and downhills. And thanks to the wide toebox I still have all of my
toenails!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Aid Station and Race Volunteers: amazing group of people!
The course was well marked and every volunteer had a smile and was willing to
help out. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Vermont Adaptive crew: thanks for ALL of your pre, during,
and post-race support. I loved seeing everyone this weekend and am so happy
that you are part of the VT 50 family. I can’t wait to ski with you all this
winter! <o:p></o:p></div>
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Jill & Lucy: thanks for supporting all of my
running-training runs, incessant talk about goals etc., driving me to VT to
practice, driving back up for race day (on Lucy’s birthday), and for being the
best cheerleaders ever. I love sharing this experience with you two.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I achieved all three of my goals. Additionally, this was the
first trail race that I truly felt that I “ran.” Sure, everyone has to walk
during an ultra but there was enough runnable terrain (and not just on the dirt
roads) that I felt engaged and happy the entire time. I cannot wait for my next
race!<o:p></o:p></div>
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See you in the woods.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kyle <o:p></o:p></div>
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Post Race Beer: Lagunitas Stoopid from Dane and Switchback (appropriately named!) Marzen. </div>
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Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-74050848459103742022016-07-25T09:33:00.001-07:002016-07-26T06:47:36.218-07:00Loon Mountain Race Report-Tons of fun running uphill<div class="MsoNormal">
I cannot remember who told me or posted about the Loon
Mountain Race but boy, do I have some choice words for them!<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Loon Mountain Race is the USATF Mountain Running
Championships held at Loon Mountain in Lincoln, NH. So the field is stacked
(many runners from out west), the hills are steep, and the entire community is super
rad.<o:p></o:p><br />
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First, my hat is off to the entire <a href="http://www.acidoticracing.com/summer">Acidotic Racing</a> crew. In
addition to putting on a fabulous race, they supported me from day one. I
always send race directors an introductory email before signing up letting them
know I will be running with a guide etc. Chris Dunn, one of the RDs, replied
immediately and essentially said “we would love to have you, let us know what
we can do to support you.” This good vibe carried over to race day.<o:p></o:p></div>
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This was my first official mountain run and the course
climbs 3,200’ feet (essentially to the top of a Loon peak) in 10k. I put in a
fair amount of hill training including some Blue Hills repeats and a lot of road
hills. That said, I had no idea what my pace would be heading into race day.
That was kind of refreshing and added to the overall excitement.<o:p></o:p></div>
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My three race day goals: 1) Do not get lapped by the women
who started an hour behind the men 2) Finish before my ½ marathon PR 3) Do not
cry on Upper Walking Boss. I achieved two out of three.<o:p></o:p><br />
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I met my guide Pete Houde around 7:30AM and we did a quick
1-mile warm-up on the course to sync our guiding goals and loosen up our legs.
Pete is an experienced guide (thank you Randy Pierce for loaning him out!) so I
felt very comfortable with him.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We lined up toward the back of the pack and started right at
8:00AM. There was an immediate almost u-turn at the beginning so it was cool to
see the elite men charging up the hill. We started on a dirt cat track with
about 200’ climb. I was thrilled to see my <a href="http://topoathletic.com/">Topo Athletic</a> teammate Laura Kline (who
had a stellar race) out there cheering runners on and snapping photos. Pete and
I ran about halfway up the hill then power walked the rest.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The first two miles or so were a mix of dirt paths that were
a bit washed out. Pete settled into guiding and we were feeling good. This
ended pretty quickly when the path took us into the woods on more of a
cross-country trail with single track mixed in. Also, due to the heavy
rain two nights before, the trail had some huge puddles. Pete tried to guide me
around the puddles (I teased him that he didn’t want to get his new shoes all
dirty!) which became too challenging so I just decided to walk/run through
them. That was fun! My Topo Runventures were up for the muddy challenge
and pretty much drained and dried out within a mile or so.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Due to the mud and terrain (a fair amount of roots) we did
more walking on this section than I anticipated. Therefore, a number of runners
passed us and I ended up in my usual trail race position-dead last. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We hit the aid station (thanks volunteers) around 3.5 miles
and settled into a pretty good climb on a dirt path. We began to run on a nice,
somewhat even in terms of terrain path and my legs and body were feeling
strong. The views of the White Mountain were breathtaking.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The remaining miles were pretty much uphill. </div>
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I was passing a few runners on the hills then being passed
on the more technical terrain which was fine. I was also conserving energy,
especially on the uphills, knowing that Upper Walking Boss was looming around
the corner.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The second to last climb for me was tougher than Upper
Walking Boss, especially psychologically. It was about a .9 mile incline that
climbed roughly 740’ and at every corner and false summit kept going up. My back (thank you weak
core) was killing me and my quads were not thrilled.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Thankfully, about 200 feet from the top I saw Jill and Lucy
walking down to greet us. I may have actual run for a few steps. Pete was
really encouraging me to run this section and in addition to being my guide was
super encouraging. We shared this section with Pete’s Coastal Running group
mate which made for good conversation. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Lucy ran ahead to refill my water bottle at the aid station
and I gave Jill a very boring recap (about as boring as this one).<o:p></o:p></div>
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We finally peaked and ran by the Gondola and cheering
crowds. It was nice to see my friend Laura O’Brien and her Dad out cheering and
taking pictures. We tore (meaning I was actually running) down a long grassy
decent and turned the corner onto Upper Walking Boss (UWB).<o:p></o:p></div>
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Zombie ants! That was my first reaction to looking up UWB.
There was a long line of runners slowly marching uphill. UWB is a kilometer
long at roughly 45% grade (the standard treadmill maxes out at 12%). We crossed
the timing mat and began “power” walking. My goal was to keep moving forward
which for the most part I did. There were a number of trenches carved into the
Black Diamond ski trail to help with drainage. Pete did a great job calling
these out-“sloping down and now quickly back up!” At a few of the steeper
sections the “back up” actual rocked me backwards and the poor runner behind me
must have thought I was coming for him. We passed about five runners while
walking up and proudly did not get passed by anyone.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Pete was kind enough to call out the 400 meters sign and we
told each other-one lap around the track. Uphill at 45% though! I thought we
were almost done when we passed the 250-meter sign. Buzzkill.<o:p></o:p></div>
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All of a sudden we heard people cheering and screaming for
us and encouraging us to run. I thought we still had a little bit to go so I
kept on power-hiking. Then we crested the hill, Pete started yelling that there
were these huge rocks and we crossed the finish line!<o:p></o:p></div>
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My finish time was 1:50:04 and UWB split was 15:01 (to put
in perspective, the top male, who also had the fastest UWB time, crushed it in approx.
7:20). <o:p></o:p></div>
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Overall, this was a super fun race. I did not come in last
and I reached two out of my three goals-my finish time was about 4 minutes
slower than my ½ marathon. <o:p></o:p></div>
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By the time we walked back down to UWB the elite women were
just starting up UWB<span style="font-family: "wingdings"; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Pete did a fabulous job guiding me while being tethered as
well as single file running up and down the hills. His positive attitude made
all the difference. The Coastal Running Club post-race tail-gating was the best
way to cap the morning.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Thanks again to the race crew, all of the volunteers, folks
who came out to cheer, and Jill, Lucy and Laura for your support.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Definitely going to do this race again and I encourage anyone else who enjoys well run races, challenging trails, and a fantastic time to check it out. </div>
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Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-58324950257791888902016-05-05T10:46:00.000-07:002016-05-05T11:10:44.548-07:00Train Hard, Race Smart: My Boston Marathon 2016 Race Report<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 107%;">The Boston
Marathon is more than a race. It is an event that combines the world’s most
prestigious marathon that convenes such a strong running community. This was my
third year running Boston and although each one was special this year was simply
magnificent.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I decided to
run Boston in November while knowing that I also planned to have a very busy
ski racing season. So first, thanks to my wife and daughter for supporting both
endeavors which certainly created a busy schedule. Due to my skiing, I was able
to train four days a week with a few five days mixed in. I decided to run a long run
every weekend day I wasn’t skiing so I ended up doing four or five 20+ miles run.
For the first time ever I also did weekly track/speed and hill workouts. So I
felt fit going into race day. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">However, I
pushed myself in my final long run during the Eastern States 20 miler (21 miles
b/c we got a wee bit lost) which left me with a very sore left hamstring
leading up to Boston. Thankfully, I stopped by <a href="https://www.acumobility.com/">Acumobility’s</a> booth during the expo
and the amazing Brad Cox and their mobility ball helped me pinpoint the knot and work it out a bit. I
also had a minor earache and sore throat two days before the race but I knew I
could push through those.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">It was also
a special experience because this was my first Boston running as a <a href="http://topoathletic.com/">TopoAthletic Ambassador</a>. To make it even sweeter my guide was fellow
Ambassador Francis David, who lives in California. Topo was kind enough to
document our partnership through these <a href="http://www.topoathletic.com/blog/sight-set-boston">three short videos</a>. Francis and I met on
Saturday, did a short shakeout/guide training run, and we declared ourselves
good to go.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">This was
also my third consecutive year running with <a href="http://www.mabcommunity.org/mabvi/news-events/team-with-a-vision.html">Team With a Vision</a>, which is my
work’s marathon team. TWAV brings together a huge cadre of runners and plans
out a full weekend of events. Getting to catch up to my running peers and their
families as well as meet new athletes is such a joy. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I got on the
TWAV shuttle bus at 6:00AM at Park Plaza and we arrived at the swanky
offices (indoor plumbing, coffee, oatmeal and ton of food, TVs) of the Hopkinton
Vision Center around 7:30AM. So we had some time to relax and prep for our
10:50AM start.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I set a goal
to PR this year at Boston. I did the same last year and I tied my time of
3:50:18. I was determined to finish under 3:49:59. This goal became more of a
reality when my friend Michele Liguori, who had a similar start time and same finish goal time, offered to run with me. Michele is one of the smartest runners I know so this was going to be a huge help.
Michele mentioned as we were applying sunscreen just before we walked to the start line that she wanted to
negative split (run a faster second half than the first) which is tough to do
for Boston because of the Newton Hills. I wasn’t confident I could pull this
off but more than willing to try.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Francis,
Michele and I made our way to the start and took off a few minutes before 11AM.
I can become obsessed with my mile splits so the only two time goals were a
1:54 half and I wanted to complete 24 miles under 3:30 as to leave me some time
to get through my Boston nemesis aka Mile 25. Michele reminded me to keep the
pace at a steady 8:44.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The first
few miles of Boston can be a nightmare due to the crowds but Francis did a
great job keeping us on pace and not stressing me out by feeling like we needed
to pass everyone. Around mile 2 we passed a very rowdy bar on the left and I
let Francis know, who had never run Boston, that people are loud and wild most
of the course.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We kept a
steady pace and I felt my legs begin to waken up and stretch out a bit. I could
feel my hamstring but nothing I could do about it then. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We hovered right around
our goal and hit the 10k mark at 54:35 for an 8:47 pace. I felt good about
this.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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8 we hit downtown Framingham and we passed Francis’ family and the Topo
Athletic crew. This was the perfect pick me up I needed heading into the
stretch before the halfway mark.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Due to the
warm temps I decided to hit every water stop and take a salt stick every hour.
I knew that this would cost me a few seconds but it is always easier to make up
a few seconds while staying hydrated. Francis did a wonderful job guiding me
through the water stops making sure I got my water then taking care of himself.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">A few times
my Garmin had us running at an 8:20 pace and I was excited how strong my legs
felt at this quicker pace. Around the 10-mile mark, somewhere in Natick, I was
still feeling good and if not for Michele’s insistence on keeping a steady pace
I would have likely pushed for lower mile splits. Still a lot of race to run
and the sun was pretty strong.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Around mile
12 I started to hear a faint roar. With a smile I asked Francis what he thought
that was. “A train?” Oh, just wait my friend. Soon enough we were at the Wellesley
Scream Tunnel and taken over by raw emotions. The screaming, energy, and sense of history of this section is Boston at its best. It is also nice to know that
we are almost at the halfway point. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We picked up
the pace a bit and completed 13.1 miles in 1:54:26. Right where we wanted to be
with a total pace of 8:43! Now we begin to count down.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We hit the
long downhill stretch in Wellesley (maybe Newton Hills?) and the gradual
decline can put a beating on your quads. We rode the “free speed” train while
keeping things in check.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">At about
this point I realized that I missed two small, yet very important spots, with
my body glide. C’mon really!!! I let Francis know to keep his eyes out for some
Vaseline (a guide’s job is all encompassing!) and luckily we came upon a stash
(thank you volunteers!). I reapplied around mile 15 and continued moving
forward. This was my first my with a 9 minute pace (9:03) but considering the
trade-off I’ll take it. Note that Gatorade stings WAY more than water when it
splashes on those tiny sensitive spots</span><span style="font-family: "wingdings"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">J</span><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The heat was
starting to take a toll on me so I began dumping water on my Topo Athletic hat
every chance I got. I still felt some spring in my step which was what I needed
for the next stretch. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We began to
climb over the 95 bridge which is the first of the four major Newton hills.
Shortly thereafter, we turned onto Comm Ave. and were greeted by the throngs of
supporters. I told Francis earlier that this is where the fun and magic happens
so he was prepared. We began to climb and I felt OK. Francis and Michele kept
repeating to stay focused, calm, level breathing. I dialed it in, leaned back
on my glutes, and went for it. We were not fast but I was surprised by how many
people we were passing. I was also concerned that I was exerting too much energy
getting around people so at one point I asked Francis to stay put. Definitely a
challenge trying to stay smart and not get overly anxious. I tried to peek at
my pace but couldn’t see it. Probably a good thing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We banged
out the first couple of hills and I was confused if we had already done
Heartbreak. If you have to ask then you haven’t done Heartbreak, yet. We rode
the downhills waiting for Heartbreak.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We completed
30k (approx. 18.6 miles) in 2:43 for an 8:46 pace. So we slowed down a bit
because of the first couple of hills but I was OK with that. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We climbed
Heartbreak at the same steady pace. I thought about all of the painful hill
repeats and numerous times I ran up and over Mission Hill, Summit Ave, and the
Arboretum hills. This moment is what I suffered all those times for and I was tapping
into this RIGHT NOW! When we crested I knew I was in good shape. I had to work
but I felt decent and more importantly I knew I had some gas in the tank. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">A small
climb at Boston College and we were upon the big sweeping turn onto Chestnut
Hill Reservoir and then over the train tracks onto Beacon. Francis was prepared
for the simultaneous big turn, loud noise, and train tracks and his verbal cues
were on point. Historically, I tend to get a little too excited at this point
and run way too fast. So I told myself to pick the pace up a little bit but be
smart. Michele reminded us that we still had some miles to cover.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I often feel
like guiding this section along Beacon Street is tougher than the start; Beacon
becomes pretty narrow, everyone is really tired, and you begin to come up on
some walkers who are giving it their all to finish. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">It was super
loud and as we began to want to open up a bit we were often stuck behind a wall
of runners. I could feel my anxiety and heart rate begin to rise. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">With 5k to
go Michele said we were at the 3:25 mark. I knew I was close to my goal but I
was too tired to do runner's math. So my only option was to just go for it and run
as fast as I could for the next 3.1 miles. My quads were shot, my hamstring had
been barking and grabbing me for miles, but I just needed to grind it out and
hang on for a little bit more. And not slow down. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">It was loud
and I yelled at Francis (in my outside/cranky voice) that he needed (yes, I was
regrettably a bit demanding at this point) to keep me off of other runners
because if I trip I’m going down. Thankfully, Francis handled this with
absolute grace.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I told
Francis to let’s go for it and we picked up the pace into the low 8s and high
7s. This only made the task of guiding even more difficult. Francis was finding
some seams and spots for us to pass. But my legs were tired so shooting the
small gaps became a lot more challenging. We cranked through Coolidge Corner
and I knew at mile 24 we would see my family and the TWAV cheering section. We
came upon the final water stop and I decided to run through it. If I couldn’t
make it for two more miles without some water then lesson learned.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We stuck in
the middle of Beacon and unfortunately couldn’t get over to give my wife and
daughter (and Francis’ family-wife, daughter, sister & brother-in-law) a
hug and hi-five. Almost at this point we passed the very loud and rambunctious
TWAV crew on the left. Combined this was the motivation I needed to keep me
going.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Mile 25 has
taken me down psychologically the last two years so I was determined to keep
focused. I was dreading the small yet sneaky hill over the Pike. We crushed
that hill, continued to push, and all we had was the dip down then rise up under
Mass Ave. At some point Francis said we had our goal time but I just kept
pushing and gritting my teeth to hold on. I was leaving everything on the
course.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We turned
right onto Hereford and I took a peek at my Garmin-I could only see the first
number which was a 6 so I knew my short little legs were turning over at a good
clip. We took the left onto Boylston and Francis began to cheer me on and said
for me to push it. I laughed out loud and said “dude, that’s all I got! </span><span style="font-family: "wingdings"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">J</span><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;"> Francis slid us over to the right of
Boylston and for the first time all race we had an unobstructed seam to the
finish.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We crossed
the finish line at 3:48:51-WE DID IT!!! I put my time and goals out there
leading up to Monday and I made good on my promise to run my fastest (and
smartest thanks to Francis and Michele) marathon. My three fastest miles all
day were my last three in which I averaged approximately 35 seconds faster than
my eventually finish pace. And I negative split the Boston Marathon by 1
second!!! <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">My legs were
toast so it was only fitting that I had to lean on Francis as we made it
through the (really long) chutes and collected our medals. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Francis more
than earned his medal. Outside of a 16-mile practice run, this was Francis’
first time guiding in a race. He was so stoic, confident, reassuring when
needed, smooth, and fun to run with. It was a blast seeing his confidence grow
each mile we completed and how he not only share his sight as a guide but kept
my confidence up the entire way. This was a team effort. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Also, thanks
to all of my training guides who put me in the position fitness wise to
accomplish my goals. Alina, Cory, and Michele-you all rock!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Congratulations
to all my Topo Athletic and TWAV teammates who ran Boston and all of the guides
who supported the 30+ runners who are Blind/Visually Impaired.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">And another
thanks to Jill and Lucy for always supporting my running (and ski racing)! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Gear: Topo
Athletic Magnifly, Garmin Forerunner<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Post-Race
Beers: Notch Left of the Dial, Lost Nation Gose, and a few others</span><span style="font-family: "wingdings"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">J</span><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Keep Running
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Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-7875892884927588652016-03-01T07:10:00.000-08:002016-03-01T07:10:09.778-08:00Diana Golden Race & Boston Marathon Restaurant RaffleThis past Sunday was my first ski race of the season. It was a Diana golden race held at Gunstock Mountain in New Hampshire. Diana Golden is a race series specifically for adaptive skiers so there were skiers from Main Adaptive,<a href="http://nehsa.org/"> New England Healing & Skiing Association</a> (who I ski with), and Gunstock's Lakes Region Disabled Sports program. It was great to see the Maine Adaptive crew I met at Ski Spectacular in CO and in total there were about 25 racers with a range of abilities.<br />
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Gunstock was my first race ever last season and I <a href="http://www.boston.com/sports/skiing/2016/02/17/blind-ambition-for-one-local-skier-with-new-lease-the-sport/lckfJcU0SPTsJah9HxDdKJ/story.html">crashed on my first run</a>. The course is very narrow with fencing on both sides which left very little room for error on a few gates. Bob Golub, who is a fabulous NEHSA instructor/guide volunteered to be my race guide, and during course inspection we focused on the narrow turns and the finish. Thankfully, this year the timing system allowed for Bob to ski through the gate with me instead of turning off at the last minute.<br />
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My first run was clean with strong communication between Bob and I. I managed to stay within a gate of his turns with a strong finish. I felt like we could ski the top half a little faster on the 2nd run. Unfortunately, we didn't see our time at the bottom. I came out of the gate more agreesively on the 2nd run and immediately communicated to Bob, via our two-way headset, to speed it up. There is a small roll around gate 4 and I think I turned a little late on this gate. I scrubbed a little bit of speed before the the last three gates, which were in a straight line and somewhat flat. I knew I skied the top part faster but was concerned about how much time I lost mid-run.<br />
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My first run is listed at 38 seconds. Someone mentioned that there were some timing issues during my run (I was the first racer down) so this seems to be inaccurate. My second time was 31.55. This is a full 10 seconds faster than last year's time so I am happy with the improvement. I also posted the second fastest adjusted time of all the racers. It is nice to see all of my training and gate practice starting to pay off. I am also confident that my time will improve the more Bob and I ski together. Fingers crossed we will ski together at an upcoming International Paralympic Committee race at Loon Mtn later this month.<br />
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<b>Boston Marathon Raffle</b><br />
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It is time for another raffle to benefit the <a href="http://www.mabcommunity.org/mabvi/home.html?view=featured">Massachusetts Association for the Blind & Visually Impaired </a>and Team With a Vision. I'm going BIG with a package of wonderful restaurant gift certificates.<br />
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<a href="http://row34.com/">Row 34</a>: $100. Just named a <a href="http://www.bostonherald.com/lifestyle/food_beverage/2016/02/row_34_among_beer_centric_eateries_up_for_top_awards">Beard Foundation finalist</a>, which is the culinary equivalent of the Oscar's, as the best beer program in the country. Yes, the beer lineup is THAT good and the local oysters and seafood is not to be missed.<br />
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<a href="http://parishcafe.com/mass-ave/">Parish Cafe II</a>: $50 Wonderful, casual restaurant specializing in sandwiches made from local chefs. Lucy has been eating their mac n cheese almost monthly for 7+ years so they have some good non-sandwich options, too.<br />
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<a href="http://www.fivehorsestavern.com/boston/">5 Horses Tavern</a> (South End): $25 very tasty American/casual food with an excellent craft beer list. The bar and table seating offer a super cozy, n'hood atmosphere.<br />
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$15 <a href="https://www.crowdrise.com/TeamWithAVisionBoston2016/fundraiser/kylerobidoux">contribution</a> gets you one entry into the raffle and $50 gets your FOUR! You can contribute to my Team With a Vision page <a href="https://www.crowdrise.com/TeamWithAVisionBoston2016/fundraiser/kylerobidoux">here</a>. The drawing will be the week of March 14. Thanks for supporting MABVI!<br />
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Happy Running & Skiing!.Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-28187562738467872922016-02-08T06:42:00.000-08:002016-02-08T06:42:03.764-08:00Win a pair of Topo Athletic shoes!This week and next I'm raffling off a pair of <a href="http://topoathletic.com/">Topo Athletic </a>shoes (I'm a very proud Topo Athlete Ambassador) as part of my Boston Marathon fundraising. Although I am a qualified runner, I am honored to once again run with <a href="http://www.mabcommunity.org/mabvi/news-events/team-with-a-vision.html">Team With a Vision</a> and leverage my running to support the <a href="http://www.mabcommunity.org/mabvi/home.html?view=featured">Massachusetts Association for the Blind & Visually Impaired.</a><div>
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For every $20 donation to my <a href="https://www.crowdrise.com/TeamWithAVisionBoston2016/fundraiser/kylerobidoux">campaign,</a> you will receive one entry into the raffle. A $50 donation yields you THREE entries and so on. I'll draw the raffle the week of February 22nd. </div>
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Topo has a wide range of running (road & trail) as well as gym/cross-fit shoes for both men and women. Their shoes are lightweight, supportive, and come in a wide range of flashy and styling colors. Most of the shoes range in price from $100 to $130 so scoring a pair for a $20 donation is a sweet deal. And just last week they rolled out the Hydroventure, a water-proof shoe great for the trails and winter running!!! </div>
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You can donate <a href="https://www.crowdrise.com/TeamWithAVisionBoston2016/fundraiser/kylerobidoux">here</a> and check out the Topo Athletic shoes<a href="http://topoathletic.com/"> here</a>. Thanks for supporting me and the Massachusetts Association for the Blind & Visually Impaired. </div>
Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-65085448040215290402016-01-26T05:37:00.000-08:002016-01-26T05:37:17.909-08:00Boston bound, againI have decided to run the Boston Marathon again as a preemptive strike to regretting not running it come marathon weekend. The Boston Marathon is one of the biggest weekends for (all) runners who are blind/visually impaired (B/VI) so it is a highlight of my running calendar. Well over 20 athletes who are B/VI run Boston and we have an entire weekend of fun and social events. <div>
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Although I am a qualified runner, I have decided for the third straight year to run with <a href="http://www.mabcommunity.org/mabvi/news-events/team-with-a-vision.html">Team With a Vision</a> and raise money for my work, the <a href="http://www.mabcommunity.org/mabvi/home.html">Massachusetts Association for the Blind & Visually Impaired (MABVI)</a>. Check out my <a href="https://www.crowdrise.com/TeamWithAVisionBoston2016/fundraiser/kylerobidoux">fundraising page</a> for why I am running to support MABVI (hint: it is not because I work there). I am also thrilled to be sharing the Boston Marathon experience with my fellow <a href="http://topoathletic.com/">Topo Athletic</a> Ambassador<a href="http://topoathletic.com/who-we-are/ambassadors"> Francis David</a>. Francis has kindly volunteered to be me sighted guide for the entire Marathon!!! More on this soon.</div>
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I am fully aware that I have asked a lot of my friends and family over the past couple of years between marathon fundraising and asks to support my skiing adventure. So this year I have to make it interesting and therefore I am raffling of a number of prizes to those who contribute to my campaign.</div>
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The first item is a terrific hair cut and color donated by my fabulous sighted guide and talented stylist Cory Gardner and <a href="http://mopboston.com/">MOP Salon</a>. <b>If you donate this week and next you will be entered to win this prize valued at $165!!! Every $20 donation gets you one entry and $50 gets you three. You can donate <a href="https://www.crowdrise.com/TeamWithAVisionBoston2016/fundraiser/kylerobidoux">here</a>.</b></div>
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Check back every couple of weeks as I will raffle off a number of gifts (running shoes, beer, restaurant certs, etc). Not all gifts will be for just Boston folks! Thanks for your support and Happy Running. </div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">I would like to thank
ALL of my friends and family for supporting my Ski Adventure over this past
year. Whether you texted words of encouragement, inquired about my next steps,
or generously donated to my <a href="https://usaba.myetap.org/fundraiser/athletedevelopmentaccounts/individual.do?participationRef=451.0.133397539">fundraising campaign</a>, your support means the world to
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>2015 will forever be
remembered as the year I fell back in love with skiing</b>.<span style="font-size: 12pt;"> Last month, through the
support of many, I was able to attend a national race camp as part of Ski
Spectacular, which is a week-long conference/camp organized by Disabled Sports
USA. It was held at Breckenridge Ski Resort so this was also my first time
skiing in Colorado! I used most of my work time off to attend and Jill and Lucy
were very supportive in his decision. After camp Jill and Lucy joined me at
Vail for three days in which we skied with </span><a href="http://foresightskiguides.org/" style="font-size: 12pt;">Foresight Ski Guides! </a><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">It was a race camp so
the first two days were focused on Giant Slalom and the next two were all about
Slalom. On the fifth day we raced.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">I was paired with three
to four other skiers who are blind/visually impaired (and their guides) and we
were very lucky to be matched with Coach Diane, who is very involved with the
<a href="http://www.maineadaptive.org/">Maine Adaptive Program</a>. Members of the U.S National Disabled Ski Team were also
present providing valuable advice and support.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Diane led us through
drills on regular trails, then took us through the intricacies of running
gates. We did slip-slide drills, skiing around brushes (aka mini gates), learned
a bunch of ways to better transfer our weight and get on our downhill ski more
quickly and efficiently, and a whole host of other important race techniques. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Let me say this-ski
racing, especially Slalom and Giant Slalom (GS), is no joke. It definitely is
not as “easy” as the superstar skiers on TV make it look. There is so much
technique involved, different types of Slalom gates (into, delay, hairpin, etc)
and then you mix in the need for precise communication with your sighted guide.
As many people say, ski racing for a skier who is B/VI is a team sport. I was
very fortunate that my guide Ron is an excellent skier and communicator and
also has some race experience.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">I took it all in and
tried to apply what I learned on the mountain to running gates. This continues
to be a slow transition. But every day I ski I work on the drills and
techniques I learned at camp so I can apply them come race day.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">So what is next?</span></b><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> My
absolute Number 1 priority remains finding a guide to train and race with. I am
determined to attend two International Paralympic Committee Alpine Series (IPCAS)
races this winter. One is in February at White Face Mountain in NY and the
second one is in March at Loon Mountain in NH (midweek). I continue to network
and reach out to some of the folks I met at Ski Spec and through my skiing at
Mount Sunapee and the </span><a href="http://nehsa.org/" style="font-size: 12pt;">New England Healing Sports Association (NEHSA)</a><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> adapted race
program. I am prepared to pay for transportation, lodging, meals, and the
needed licenses. I need someone with Slalom and GS race and ideally guiding
experience. But right now I’ll take a racer who is a quick learner.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Please share this post
with anyone who you may make an ideal guide or may know someone who would. In
the meantime, I will continue networking and improving my ski race technique.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Your continued support
is greatly appreciated. See you on the slopes!!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Let me put this right out there-training for a 100K trail
race was the most difficult mental and physical thing I’ve done. From my very
first training run, I struggled running in the woods. My legs and calves ached
and my already weak ankles were toast from frequently rolling them. I also put
up two DNFs in my first two trail races/trg runs, a 12K in the Blue Hills and
50K in Medfield, MA, both <a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/trailanimals/">Trail Animal Running Club (TARC) </a>races.<o:p></o:p></div>
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My confidence was shattered and for the first time ever I
was questioning if I was able to accomplish a goal because of my low-vision.
Running trails is so different than running on the street. Due to my narrow
field (I have a 3-5% field in both eyes) and inability to see contrast (i.e.
rocks and roots on the trail) I was tripping and falling everywhere and forced
to walk through technical sections-even with outstanding guides calling out
every root, rock, step down/up, and turn. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I had already put it out there that I was aiming for a 100K
in October but at the time of the 2<sup>nd</sup> DNF I hadn’t signed up. I finally
decided to reach out to Adrian Broca, <a href="http://www.relentlessromero.com/">Jason Romero</a>, and Richard Hunter, peers
who are excellent runners, have completed ultra trail runs, and also have
low-vision (two of them have the same eye disease as I do). Talking to them and
getting tremendous feedback about trail running (Jason even recorded a video
about poles, lights, etc!) reaffirmed my commitment to making this work and
gave me the confidence to push forward.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Fast-forward to the end of my training and welcomed taper
time. I spent my taper weeks running on pavement and doing ankle strengthening exercises
multiple times a day, including while waiting for the MBTA bus. I felt
confident going into the race and felt like I had a shot at the 18 hour cutoff.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Taper time is often spent mentally preparing for a race as
much as it is resting your body. I felt mentally strong and confident. However,
I started to have a lot of feelings around my role as a runner who is also blind/visually
impaired (B/VI). Like all athletes with disabilities, I often just want to be a
“runner,” or “skier” with not the added B/VI qualifier. Part of this is driven
by the fact that I was embarking on something so few runners attempt. So why
not call me a runner, or ultrarunner, and leave it at that?! This is also why I advocate so often for person-first language. I also know that
I, and many of my peers are often in a position to raise awareness about being
active regardless of your vision and breaking down barriers at every
opportunity. I’ve somewhat made peace with this and accept my awareness raising
role, but be warned it still kicks up some feelings for me. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Race morning was here and my guide Michelle and I pulled
into the Hale Reservation parking lot right at 5:30AM. When we got to the Start/Finish
line the Race Director introduced himself by saying “Hey Kyle, its Josh
Katzman” and I replied “Hey, how did you know it was me (I had my white cane
out)?” Josh quickly replied that he recognized my foot fall<span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span> Josh and the entire
TARC crew have been SO supportive of me and my desires to run TARC races.
Without blinking an eye, they said yes to my guides, made it possible for me to
switch out guides at different spots, and continually asked what else they
could do to help. True class acts all around.<o:p></o:p></div>
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After a quick trip to the woods (one of the top reasons why
I love trail running), the group of about 20 100kers were off just a few
minutes past 6:00AM, roughly one hour after the 100 milers. Due to the
unpredictability of being able to run different parts of the course, it was
tough putting together a race strategy with firm paces. However, I thought I
could finish the first 12-mile loop in about three hours.<o:p></o:p></div>
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With our headlamps, reflective gear, and Black Diamond
Trekking Poles, Michelle and I jogged down the beach and headed into the woods.
We were able to run this section at a somewhat comfortable pace so I constantly
reminded myself to breathe and take it slow. Michelle is an incredible guide so
I was very comfortable running two steps behind her, with her calling out the
footing and when we were turning. The first 12-mile loop was mainly on the
larger 25-mile loop but there were a few sections not on the official course. <o:p></o:p></div>
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After an hour or so I felt pretty good and settled into a
decent groove as the sun began to rise. It is really cool being in the woods
and getting to experience daybreak. A few times Michelle called out “smooth
sailing, lazy feet” which is my favorite cue. I can totally relax, both
mentally and physically, and simply enjoy running. It was so quiet in the
woods-all we could hear was nature-birds chirping, small animals scurrying
about, and small twigs breaking beneath our feet. Simply beautiful! <o:p></o:p></div>
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Nathan pack filled with Tailwind and pockets stuffed with bars, gel caps, and
salt tabs. We cruised through one of the smaller aid stations and shortly the
trail opened up into Powisett Farm. This spot was a highlight of my day partly
because we were running on grassy farmland, the scenery was beautiful, and the
Farm aid station was less than two miles away. When we left the farm I asked
Michelle our pace and it was just over 16 min/mile. This took me down a notch
or two. I thought we were running more than walking and would be closer to the
15 min goal. After the farm we popped back into the woods and were greeted by
some rolling single-track and a few small hills, but nothing too major. After
another couple of miles we dropped our average pace to 15:30 which picked me
up.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Somewhere in this section I tripped and went down knee
first. I actually executed a nice roll and almost stood right back up but my
left knee took the brunt of the fall and had a nice gash on it. Thankfully, I
had some Advil on me so I immediately downed two and kept going. We were able
to run a little bit more so I excitedly asked Michelle our pace. Turns out she
lost her phone somewhere behind us, and my Garmin was off, so we didn’t know
our pace or mileage. Oh well, keep running we said. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Now the fun begins. We soon came upon Mark’s Knob which is a
gravely hill, roughly at 30% grade, but short. We power walked the hill and
were soon engulfed in some gnarly single track that was strewn with small
jagged rocks, roots, and numerous boulders to climb over. I was not expecting
this and it rocked me (pun intended) mentally. Our pace became laborious seeing
that we were constantly stepping up onto and off of rocks. I spent the next
mile or so stewing on why I was doing this-it was no fun constantly tripping
and regularly falling. I was done and already crafting my drop out excuses to
my wife and guides.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We finally cleared this section and had about .7 miles of
easy terrain back to the Start/Finish. About a ¼ mile from the S/F Jill greeted
us and I could tell she was “curious” on what took us so long from the last aid
station. That last section dragged us down and we were well over my goal pace
and even behind the cutoff time pace. We finished the 12 mile loop in 3:43,
almost 45 minutes past my goal time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I downed half of a breakfast burrito (should have held the
spicy salsa), a bar, some delicious noodle soup from the aid station heroes, and
stuffed a salted baked potato in my bag while Jill refilled my Tailwind. My new
guide Steve lost his phone right before we arrived so we were once again
without pace or mileage. Maybe in a road race this would have been a big deal
but in all honesty this didn’t stress me out too much. Our plan anyway was to
run the runnable terrain at a comfortable pace and walk the other sections as
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Steve and I headed out on the first of two 25-mile loops shortly
after 10:00AM and there was a mix of runnable single track and “rock gardens” as
Steve likes to call them which we had to walk. We ran past a number of gorgeous
ponds and even crossed a narrow dam like structure in which there were about 40
students/tourists cheering us on (what exactly were they doing out there?). <o:p></o:p></div>
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Steve is an experienced trail runner and was very good at
simply saying “let’s run and make up some time” and off we went. We passed
through Grossman’s aid station and again was greeted by Jill. I downed a few
pieces of watermelon (my new favorite trail item), refilled my pack and
continued plugging along. I was pleasantly surprised that my stomach was
feeling great. Although not low on energy, I was constantly getting hungry a
mile or so before each aid station which was fine by me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Shortly after leaving Grossman’s we entered the Noanet
Woodlands section which is a combination of very runnable trails along with the
tallest peak. Steve pushed the pace when we could and I felt really good. The
climb up Noanet is about a 5 minute, calf/quad burner. We climbed this a ton
during our training runs, including a few repeats, but I swear it got a little
higher come race day. The top afforded a nice view of Boston and there were a
few hikers up top to say hello to.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We picked our way down and were able to run a bit. At one
point, Steve saw a runner in front of us stretching his legs on a horse jump
(some serious horse dung on the trail!) and I was THRILLED that I may actually
pass someone. Steve called out “let’s run” which I think got the other runner
moving. I had him in my sights for a few minutes then lost him when we came
onto a technical section. Oh well.<o:p></o:p></div>
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We arrived at the Noanet aid station feeling good and once
again Jill greeted us (see a pattern here-she rode her bike to every spot!!!).
The two TARC volunteers were incredibly helpful in setting us up with food and
refilling my pack. VIP treatment all around. Jill said there was another 100k
runner about 30-45 minutes ahead of us so she told Steve and me to get going. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Around the 18 mile mark of the loop (hey, I was already 30
miles into the race!) Steve handed over the guiding reins to Samantha. Like
Steve, I met Samantha through the TARC Facebook community (you all rock!) and
we did a number of training runs at Hale, including a 5:00AM run in the dark.
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I was still smiling and looking forward to sharing the
Powisett Farm section with Samantha. At the farm, about one mile from the aid
station, the 100k leader cruised passed me. Yup, I had been officially lapped.
We ran strong into the aid station which I found out later from Jill created
some confusion because folks thought I was in 2<sup>nd</sup> place. Nope, but
still moving forward. <o:p></o:p></div>
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It was close to 6:30PM and dark
when we arrived at the Start/Finish. That lap took 9 hours and I had been running
for 12:36:13, a new personal record for time on my feet! It was clear that I
was not going to make the 18 hour cutoff but there was no doubt I was going to
keep going. I may have even joked with Josh that I may have a third lap in me.
My feet were starting to get sore with a few hot spots on top of my toes so
Jill kindly helped me change my socks and apply a fresh coat of Vaseline (don’t
knock it until you try it) on my feet, change my shirt, grabbed more potatoes
and a half of rice/bean burrito, and Samantha and I took off. <o:p></o:p></div>
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About a mile in Samantha saw some sort of small four-legged
animal but she didn’t know what is was. Maybe the Yeti? Times like this I am
thankful I cannot see a thing in the dark! My left knee was throbbing by now
and the multiple Ibuprofen wasn’t having an impact. It hurt to bend my knee and
killed going downhill so I knew this was going to be a slow lap. My main focus
was relentless forward progress and to finish regardless of the time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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A mile or so before Grossman’s we ran past a wedding
reception in the middle of the woods. That “whip/nae nae” song played. My 8yo
daughter loves this song so I may or may not have busted out a small “stanky
leg” in her honor. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I was pleasantly greeted at Grossman’s aid station by my friends
Michael and Chris and Michael’s son. Jill mentioned earlier that they were
coming out and this helped to keep my spirits high. I downed what may have been
the greatest grilled cheese ever, stuffed two more halves in my pocket (dirt
was the least of my problems at this point), and said goodbye to everyone
around 10:30PM.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I think Michelle hopped on the trail with us after Grossman,
hiked up Noanet Peak with us, and took over at Noanet aid station. I was
getting pretty tired so very thankful for Samantha’s guiding expertise getting
me up and down safely. I had calculated
previously that Noanet to the finish was 10.91 miles so I was excited when one
of the volunteers said she ran it this morning at it was 10 miles. I had
already gained .91 miles! I downed two cups of hot coffee and set out (slowly)
to tackle miles 52-62. We left Noanet at about 1:00AM Sunday! <o:p></o:p></div>
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About ½ mile from Noanet I started to shiver. I had a long-sleeve
on and gloves but couldn’t get warm. Michelle kindly gave me her sweatshirt,
which went to about my bellybutton, but fashion would have to take a back seat
to comfort. <o:p></o:p></div>
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My knee was done with the whole running thing so I was
power-walking the runnable sections. At some point a runner came flying up
behind us and when we pulled over to let them pass it was Steve out to join us
for the final stretch! These guides are rockstars, right? <o:p></o:p></div>
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A runner had returned Michelle’s phone and Steve found his
so we had mileage info (I could care less about pace). <o:p></o:p></div>
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We came upon our old friend Mark’s Knob and slowly climbed
up it. My legs actually had some life in them but my overall body was fading quickly.
At some point I figured out I had passed the 55 mile mark which was a new
personal high. At this point I was taking anything I could to pick me up.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I don’t know how to describe this section other than pure
physical and mental suffering. My eyes were closing mid-step and I couldn’t
stop yawning. My quads had some energy in them but both knees were shot so it
was a challenge to simply sit down to slide down some of the boulders. At one
point my pole got stuck in a mess of underbrush and when I pulled it out I
swung my pole in a fit of fury (aka mini-tantrum). Thankfully, I didn’t hit
Michelle or Steve. On a couple of occasions I stepped onto a boulder only to
rock backwards. I’m pretty sure Steve held me up once or twice.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I was totally honed in on the mileage and I just wanted this
to be over-or to be able to take a nap on a rock. I was minutes away from full on tantrum mode.
I convinced myself that Steve and Michelle, also known as the two sighted
people in our group, had gotten us lost. I was so pissed I had to count back
from 10 multiple times to keep from yelling at them. At one point I asked Steve
to run ahead to see how much farther to the top of Mark’s Knob. He (correctly)
said no as to help light up the trail. It took us another 30 plus minutes, and
yet another sunrise (not as memorable as the first), to circle back to the top
of Mark’s Knob. Michelle and Steve did an amazing job tuning me out and
focusing on moving forward. We are almost there…<o:p></o:p></div>
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Samantha was waiting for us which afforded me the
opportunity to run the final mile or so with all three of my sighted guides. We
quickly stopped at the Road Crossing aid station so I could take off the
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After a brief section around the
water we met Jill and were shuffling on the beach heading to the finish. I
could hear people cheering and cowbells ringing with 200 feet to go. Michelle
was guiding me and we took a right up the rock stairs, onto the paved path, and
across the timing mat with Jill, Samantha, and Steve right behind me. 100
kilometers in the books at a time of 25:22:18. The second lap took me
approximately 13 hours. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I am disappointed in missing the cutoff but this doesn’t
take away from the fact that I ran 62 miles in on very technical terrain. I
trained for this opportunity and I achieved it, regardless of my vision or lack
thereof. I will officially finish an ultra trail run but for now I am going to
enjoy this one. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Quick Hits<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->I didn’t pass one single runner but more
importantly every runner who passed me was so supportive and friendly.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Enough can’t be said about my three guides and
Jill for crewing the entire race. You all have my complete TRUST (even walking
over that narrow dam) and RESPECT. <o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->TARC volunteers are the unsung heroes of this
event. <o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->I only rolled my ankle 3-4 times so the last
minute, two weeks of PT and strengthening exercises paid off.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Carrying trekking poles for 62 miles was tough
but it made all the difference. Props to <a href="http://mikewardian.com/">Mike Wardian</a> for being the first one
to recommend them to me. <o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->At one point I counted how many times Samantha
called out “roots” and it was well over 200. <o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->I’m always looking for trail sighted guides so
holler if you want to run with me (kylerobidoux atyahoo dotcom). <o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->If not in Boston but interested in being a
sighted guide, check out<a href="https://unitedinstride.com/"> www.unitedinstride.com</a><o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Congratulations to everyone who started both the
100k and 100 milers and to all of the finishers.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-61779889869510157012015-08-26T06:58:00.002-07:002015-08-26T06:58:50.805-07:00Skiing the Running Trails<div class="MsoNormal">
I’m new to running trails and so far I love being in the
woods and outside of the urban running environment. However, the actual running
and racing has been a struggle. As someone who is legally blind, I am having a
tough time running confidently on the classic New England style trails that are
filled with roots, rocks, and the occasional fallen tree. I find myself walking
more than I thought I would/should and my overall pace is slower than even the
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By far, trail running is my most challenging athletic
endeavor since my sight has decreased. Additionally,
running with a sighted guide on the trails compared to the road/sidewalks is
completely different because of the single-track.</div>
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I realize that there is something else holding me back. It
is a combination of fear of falling and injuring myself (very much looking
forward to the upcoming ski race season) as well as failing on my next big trail
race. Both are renting space in my head but I am determined to make this
happen.<o:p></o:p></div>
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It dawned on me this past weekend while running trails with
my wife (thanks for being my sighted guide) that there are so many similarities
to trail running and alpine skiing. I remember the first time I skied in the
trees at Sunday River off White Cap Mtn and Spruce Peak (these were off-trail
stashes of steeps & pow pre-glade era). I was trying to keep up with my then
roommate <a href="http://joshtostado.com/">Josh Tostado</a> (now one of the top U.S. endurance mountain bike athletes around) and I continually found myself in the backseat, holding back, nervous
about cranking out turns in very tight trees. Similar to skiing the bumps, the
more I leaned back the safer I felt but in reality the less control I had. I
finally decided to attack the steeps and began to carve out some nice turns in
between the trees and loved every minute of it (I still couldn’t keep up with
Josh though!). Skiing also taught me, and I’m learning more about it as I get
into ski racing and running gates, to keep my head up and always think two to three turns ahead.</div>
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My trail running to date has been very similar to that first
ski run or the feeling I had when I began skiing bumps and I stared down a
mogul-filled trail. Whenever I get nervous running trails, I tend to lean back
and not stay over my feet which throws off my balance. Then my confidence drops. Although I can no longer see
everything on the trail (I also recognize that these hazards are issues for all runners), I can work with my guides more strategically to ensure
that I am planning for two to three steps ahead and not what is immediately in front
of me. One ski turn/step at a time.<o:p></o:p></div>
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attacking whatever is in front of us, and confidently kicking some ass. See you
in the woods. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-87332994919929661282015-07-08T13:12:00.000-07:002015-07-08T13:12:30.128-07:00Falling (Back) In Love with Skiing<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Yes, I know
this post isn’t about running or local beer. But it is about being active,
creating new challenges, and building community. And setting the most ambitious
goal to date: making the US Disabled Alpine Ski Team with an even higher goal
of skiing in the <b>2018 PyeongChang Winter
Paralympics.</b><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The same
year I was diagnosed with my eye disease (11 yo) my family took up skiing
because doctors told my parents I could always ski-with or without sight. We
jumped right in and skied almost every weekend and spent a number of holidays
and school vacations on the slopes. We were the quintessential “weekend
warriors” and I fell in love with skiing so much so that I took a year off of
college to live, work, and ski at Sunday River Mountain in Maine for an entire
season. I was immediately humbled by the hardcore, mostly local, skiers and began
chasing them all over the mountain and sometimes through the woods
(pre-Glades). That year I logged 100+ days including 44 straight!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">However, as
my vision continued to decrease (I currently have about a 5% visual field so
similar to looking through a paper towel roll) so did the joy of skiing. I
enjoyed the social aspect of skiing with friends and family (especially seeing
my 7-yo have so much fun) and being outdoors. But the need to ski slower and
constant concern about running into someone or something was always weighing on
me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">All this
changed in February 2015. I attended a <a href="http://www.usaba.org/">United State Association of BlindAthletes</a> (USABA) and <a href="http://www.vermontadaptive.org/">Vermont AdaptiveSki & Sports</a> weekend for people who are blind/visually impaired (B/VI). I
was matched with a trio of talented sighted guides and after the second or
third run something started to creep back into me. I could ski hard, make
whatever turns I wanted to, all while being safe due to the sighted guides. I
left the mountain that day with renewed excitement for the next day. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">My family
and I skied all over MA and NH the next two months and I visited a handful of
adaptive ski programs-all which are AMAZING. I also skied in two Diana Golden
Races (thank you George & New England Handicap Sports Association), which
is specific for adaptive skiers. I also had the pleasure of meeting and skiing
with U.S. Disabled Team members and coaches, including Para-Olympian<a href="http://www.vision4gold.com/index.php/donate-to-vision-4-gold?id=21"> DanelleUmstead</a> and her husband/guide Rob (really great people) who gave me positive
(and valuable constructive) feedback. I definitely caught the ski racing bug
and my competitive nature began to kick in. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">So I’m
taking the step to compete on a more national level. My plan is to ski in a few
national races this coming season (‘15/’16) and the next with a goal to make
the U.S Disabled Ski Team the second year then get selected to compete in the
2018 Paralympics! There are many talented skiers who are visually impaired on
the national circuit so I have two plus years of hard work. I need to train,
learn how to race, and condition my mind and body for a full ski season. I just
signed up for a fall 100K ultra-marathon so that should keep my legs in shape! But
I’m confident that my strong skiing background, level of fitness due to running
marathons, and with more racing experience and coaching I can compete. I am also VERY thankful that my wife and
daughter are supportive of this adventure. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">To make this a reality. I need to
raise approximately $13,000 before the ‘15/’16 ski season. </span></b><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">This will help me to attend the
premiere ski racing camp for skiers with disabilities this December in CO,
upgrade my equipment from the early 1990s (this includes regulations that
require me to have different skis for each type of race I do so I have to buy
three pair of skis), travel expenses (flights for me and my sighted racing
guide), accommodations (will always try to secure homestays) and other race
related expenses. I would also love any leads on a potential sighted guide who
can train and travel with me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Please visit
my <a href="https://usaba.myetap.org/fundraiser/athletedevelopmentaccounts/individual.do?participationRef=451.0.133397539">USABA Athlete Development Account </a>for more information about my fundraising.
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Training and
setting the bar high is not new to me. For the past five years I’ve been an
avid long-distance runner. I’ve completed one ultra-marathon (54.7 miles in
12-hours) and eight marathons (including two Boston Marathons). So committing
to and dedicating the necessary training time is something that I thrive on.
Although I will continue to run as cross-training and for the enjoyment, I will
focus on ski racing and the necessary training and fitness that will allow me
to accomplish my goals. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Life is
funny in the way it presents different opportunities. I am very thankful for
the adaptive ski programs that embrace and empower athletes with different
abilities. If for not them, I would not have rekindled my love for skiing.
Regardless of my ski racing adventure, I can now truly enjoy skiing again and
participate in this fantastic activity with my wife and daughter. One of this
season’s highlights was cruising down a trail behind my guides, coming to a
quick stop, and turning around and seeing my daughter about 15 yards behind me.
She was chasing me and we both were loving it (this will probably last for only
two more seasons before she is smoking me down the hill. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">There is no
better feeling than being able to do a sport you love with the people you love!
- <o:p></o:p></span></div>
Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-42307274162905463722015-06-23T06:25:00.000-07:002015-06-23T06:25:03.684-07:00Community First<div class="MsoNormal">
What community are you a part of? How do you define
community and work to support members of your community? These questions and
the topic of “community” have been rattling around my head for the past couple
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This past weekend I had the pleasure of hosting my friend
Diane Berberian, who was in town from Florida to run the <a href="http://www.baa.org/">Boston AthleticAssociation</a> 10k with <a href="http://www.mabcommunity.org/mabvi/news-events/team-with-a-vision.html">Team With a Vision</a>, Diane is racing in the BAA Distance Medley which includes the 5k, 10K, and half marathon. Diane is
a legendary athlete, coach, mentor, and teacher who has completed marathons and
IronMan as well as countless 5ks and sprint-tris. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Although we kept busy with lunches, dinners, chocolate
factory tour, little league baseball game, brewery visit (paired w/ the
chocolate!) and the actual 10k, the highlight of the weekend was chatting with
Diane over coffee in my kitchen about the community comprised of athletes who
are blind/visually impaired. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I identify as a community organizer and my family is very active
in our local neighborhood/community. I have a strong network of friends,
neighbors, and colleagues who share similar interests and passions as I do
(politics, local beer, running, community service, etc). However, I am
relatively new to the world of athletes who are blind/visually impaired (B/VI).
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My first introduction was the 2013 California International
Marathon (CIM) which is held every December in Sacramento, CA and also doubles
as the <a href="http://www.usaba.org/">United States Association of Blind Athletes</a> (USABA) National Marathon
Championships. Well over 40 athletes who are B/VI participate in either the
marathon or relay. This was also my first marathon in which I was running with
(two kick ass) sighted guides. Outside of my co-worker, who I flew out with, I
didn’t know anyone else at the race. To say the least, I was blown away by the
entire experience. As is the case with any race that has a lot of runners who
are B/VI, the running took backseat to the networking, learning, and
relationship building. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Since December 2013, I’ve been focusing on building my
running (and now also <a href="https://usaba.myetap.org/fundraiser/athletedevelopmentaccounts/individual.do?participationRef=451.0.133397539">alpine skiing</a>) community. I keep in touch with athletes over
Facebook, texts, group runs for folks who live in Greater Boston, and a couple
of times a year a group of us are at the same race such as the Boston Marathon,
which brings together over 25 marathoners who are B/VI. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Fast forward to this past weekend to my conversation with
Diane. We talked about the balance between personal performance and the
community as a whole. We talked about how the community (or as she calls it the
Village) is more important than any one athlete, sport (there is a lot of
cross-over between runners and triathletes), and race. Our individual
performances are incredibly important and we should celebrate our personal
accomplishments. But we should do this in addition to promoting our community
and ensuring that as athletes who are B/VI, we represent our community to the
best of our ability while recognizing that we are in a sense always
representing more than just ourselves. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We also talked about the importance of mentoring and lifting
up athletes who are new to the sport including young people. In order for our
sport to grow, we need to encourage and work with young people to become active
and share our examples of individuals who have some challenges with our limited
vision but these are simply bumps in the road, not roadblocks. We chatted about
the need to cultivate more races that are friendly toward people with different
abilities and tactics and strategies (there is the organizer in me!) to connect
with race directors. More friendly races means more opportunities for athletes
to compete especially locally.</div>
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Finally, somewhere around my third mug of
coffee, we discussed the need to create more community programs at local
organizations who work with people who are B/VI, including young people and
individuals who are active. Diane is very interested in replicating some of the
community programs that the <a href="http://www.mabcommunity.org/mabvi/home.html">Massachusetts Association for the Blind andVisually Impaired</a> (where I’m fortunate to work at) runs in here hometown. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Here are some ways in which we can build and support our
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->You don’t have to race every race. A few times a
year forget about setting a PR or staying on pace and run with a friend.
Sharing miles at a comfortable talking pace is a great way to pass the time and
get to know another athlete.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Join a running club or attend a weekly run at
your local running store. This is a wonderful way to meet knew runners and if
you are B/VI a great opportunity to recruit new sighted guides.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Go old school and call someone you know to wish
them luck on their next big race. Social media and email are fantastic
communication tools, but sometimes a direct personal greeting is more
effective.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Recruit a training partner to stay motivated.
Your training partner can be local or someone who you keep in contact with over
the internet/phone. <o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Organize an informal fun run (including
families) in your neighborhood followed by a potluck lunch/dinner at your home
or nearby park. If you enjoy adult beverages, you can run then share some
bottles of local craft beer. <o:p></o:p></div>
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This weekend reaffirmed all the beautiful things about our
community and that we are strong and a talented group of athletes and have very
supportive families and allies. Our community is very lucky to have so many
athletes already working on this front and I hope to leverage my experiences
and skills to do the same. At the end of the day, no matter what race I just
completed or training activity I rocked or struggled through, I will always put
OUR community first. <o:p></o:p></div>
Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-60594498081910906572015-04-27T08:31:00.000-07:002015-04-28T05:25:29.804-07:00Getting it Done: Boston style<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Running a marathon is so
much more than a one-day affair. It is often a four to six month commitment
that involves training and lot of preparation. For the first time in close to a
year, I was healthy and truly committed to marathon training. Even while my <a href="https://usaba.myetap.org/fundraiser/athletedevelopmentaccounts/individual.do?participationRef=451.0.133397539">skiracing</a> unexpectedly took over February and early March, I still got in four
days of running including all of my long runs. I ran five days during weeks I
wasn’t skiing and even had my first six-day, 50+ mile week since my
ultra-marathon. As I often say, I was trying to “get the miles in while the
getting was good.” Finally, I was thrilled to meet a handful of new runners
this training season, including my sighted guide Michelle Becker. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">I had one setback in
late March due to a minor respiratory infection that forced me to miss one week
of running. I then struggled through my last 20-mile run due to a stomach bug.
This left me less confident than I was in early March.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Marathon Monday is
always a special day for Boston as well as most runners who are visually
impaired and a part of <a href="http://www.mabcommunity.org/mabvi/news-events/team-with-a-vision.html">Team with a Vision (TWAV)</a>. Our entire team gathers at a
vision center about 200 yards from the start line which is temperature
controlled, has two bathrooms, stocked with food and drinks, and full of some
amazing athletes-runners and guides. This year the four hours seemed to fly by.
I was so focused on being properly hydrated I spent most of the time in the
bathroom line!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">All of a sudden it was
11:00AM and time to get moving. So much for stretching and rolling out. The
plan was to run with <a href="http://2020visionquest.org/">Randy Pierce</a> and his team because he was starting at the
same time and had a similar goal time. However, when we got into the corrals
with thousands of other runners, we could not find Randy or any other TWAV
runner. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">The first mile at Boston
is one of the toughest. You don’t want to go out too hard seeing that it is
essentially a downhill start. More than that, it is INCREDIBLY crowded and very
difficult to get around other runners. Michelle, who guided me for the first
half, did a miraculous job guiding me safely and quickly around runners,
including many who were wearing headphones (very difficult to hear a sighted
guide asking to slide over a bit), and we were close to our target pace.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Randy and his team came up behind us. Michelle and I slid in right behind
Randy. However, the course was still so crowded and we continued to get
separated at which point we fell behind.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Our 5K split was within
seconds of our target and I was feeling strong. My legs had a ton of spring and
energy in them and I felt as relaxed as you can be running a marathon. We held
8:30s to low 8:40s for the next four to five miles which was right were we
needed to be. My breathing was even during a quick 8:27 (on my Garmin so
somewhat accurate) mile 6 so my confidence was growing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">Somewhere around mile 6 Erich
Manser and his team of guides (Peter Sagal and the super-fast Joe DeGutis) came
up from behind. Erich was looking like the machine he is and was comfortable
talking away. Within minutes our group caught back up with Randy and his team. It
was really cool for the three teams to run together, even if only for a few
minutes. Erich was pushing hard and pulled away from Randy and me. I slid back
in behind Randy and settled into a comfortable pace. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">I should add that Greg
Hallerman, who was running with Randy, created this amazing spreadsheet that
broke down the mile-by-mile elevation and created a fabulous breakdown (per mile
and overall splits) of our target goals. So I knew we would be good as long as
we kept up with Randy because Greg was keeping a keen eye on our splits.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">For me, the weather was
not a factor as I would rather enjoy running in cooler temps and rain than
warm and sunny. However, the footing at time was slick and there were plenty of
puddles and discarded cloths on the course. Michelle was spot on in calling out
these hazards and ensuring that I didn’t trip over them. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">I was still nervous about
keeping an 8:40 pace but continued to plug along right behind Randy. Miles 8,
9, 10 and 11 were incredibly consistent with splits of 8:35, 8:38, 8:35, and
8:35. When we passed over the train tracks in Natick/Framingham I knew the
Wellesley crowds were right around the corner.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">We picked up my second
guide, Mike Flynn, at mile 12.4. Mike and I have done a lot of running together
so I was excited for him to join in on the fun. We blasted through the
Wellesley tunnel (sorry, no kisses as I had a pace to keep) and began counting
down the miles. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 12pt;">My ½ marathon split goal
was 1:53:50 which we bested by 6 seconds! My overall ½ marathon best is 1:51 so
I was pushing hard. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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question my ability to keep pace with Randy. I “jokingly” mentioned this and he
built my confidence back up with strong words of encouragement and support. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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comes up around mile 15. Many people say this is the toughest hill on the
course. I don’t think it is the toughest but it is definitely underrated
especially seeing that you are completely exposed to the wind. The reward is a long
downhill that for the most part carries you to mile 18 where the fun begins. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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energizing and exciting moments of the race. Your legs are feeling it and you
know the real work lies just ahead. Making the sharp right onto Comm Ave. you
are immediately greeted by the Newton Firehouse crew and both sides of the
course are wall-to-wall of people screaming their heads off. It is hard not to
feel like a rock-star turning this corner.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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time to get to work. This is where you learn if your training will pay off or
break you. I thought about all the hills I ran; climbing up Summit Ave. at the
beginning AND end of long runs, trying to keep my feet moving forward as I
slowly climbed Parker Hill Ave, and closing my eyes while running up Peter’s
Hill in the Arboretum hoping I was near the top. I was not going to let these
miserable (in the best way possible) moments go to waste.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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which we accomplished on the first one at mile 18 (9:03). We rode the downhills
and small rollers knowing that Heartbreak Hill was looming off in the distance.
Should add here that I saw a number of friends cheering and yelling my name which
provided an incredibly boost and sense of accountability to keep moving
forward. Thank you. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We were ready for HH and I whispered a few (Let’s go
Robidoux) mantras to myself. In my mind we handled HH like bosses. Our group
reminded one another to keep calm, relaxed, and to listen to our breathing.
Although it was tough and I wanted to walk, we pushed through it. As we crested
Randy, in his booming deep voice, yelled out “YOU DID NOT BREAK MY HEART!” This
sent chills through my body and will be one of my all-time marathon highlights.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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begins. Entering BC, Mike turned from guide to hype-man as he implored the BC
students (Mike is a proud Eagle and was rocking his BC hat backwards) to “make
some noise” and noise they did! <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">We crested the last hill and made the big sweeping
turn onto Chestnut Hill Ave. The crowds were loud and raucous which is what I
needed. My quads were shot but I picked up some energy knowing we were close to Boston and Jill and Lucy were just a couple of miles away.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">When we turned onto Beacon I wanted to ride the
downhill while knowing I still had a lot to run. Like last year, this is always
a tough stretch for me. I kept asking Mike if we had passed Coolidge Corner and
he kept telling me no. We saw Erich and his crew right around mile 24 which
provided some short relief to my constant thinking about how more miles I had
to go. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">As we neared Jill, Lucy and our friends at mile 23.5 I
managed to drop into the high 7:00s for a minute or two (this is like flying
for me). Mike was masterful in guiding me around the crowds as some runners had
begun to walk. Finally, I saw Jill and our friends. I knew I was close to my
goal so I threw out some high 5s and kept plugging along. Shortly after we
passed the TWAV cheering section which provided yet another boost (DGs represent!).<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a final burst of energy and it backfired. I was breathing so hard that I
chocked on it and just outside Kenmore I had to walk for a few seconds to clear
my throat.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">It seemed like it took days for me to get to the mile
25 marker. I thought I’d already passed it but then I saw it (sure I swore a
few times right about here) just ahead. I somehow managed to run this mile in
8:36.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">The rain drops and small text of my total elapsed time
made it tough for me to read my watch. I thought I had 10 minutes to run the
final 1.2 miles which I thought was doable. As we came up from the Mass
Ave underpass I knew the “right on Hereford” was just ahead. My legs were lead
and I was running on fumes. I was weaving like Glass Joe. One last “left onto
Boylston” and this is it. I pushed as hard as I could while not knowing my
time. I wasn't sure exactly where the finish line was and Mike said to just
keep running.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I crossed the finish line with my arms raised and
nearly collapsed. I managed to stop my Garmin but couldn't see the finish time.
We were kindly directed to the VIP tent (the elites were already likely
showered & finishing their post-race meal) where we were able to sit and
get some water and bananas. I got the race text saying that I finished in
3:50:18. I laughed (and dropped the f-bomb) because this matched my fastest
marathon time.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">I am very proud of my finishing time. Boston is a
tough course and to throw up my fastest time in any marathon is special. I also
know that I left absolutely nothing out there. Sure, if I would have known I
was so close I could have run 1 second faster or maybe 21 seconds to reach my
goal. But I know I did the best I could. I trained hard in one of the worst
Boston winters ever, was prepared and ready to go come race day. No regrets.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Running is an individual activity but when you add in sighted
guides and friends who are running with TWAV, it becomes a team sport. I was
honored to share so many miles with Randy and his team, enjoyed a few strides
with Erich and his guides, and got a little pick me up every time I came across
another TWAV runner. WE rolled deep and kicked some ass out there. Most
importantly, raised awareness about the abilities of runners who are
blind/visually impaired.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">My sighted guides Mike and Michelle were beyond amazing.
Boston is the toughest course to guide on. Incredibly crowded in the beginning,
packed water stops throughout, and more crowds and obstacles the last few
miles. I felt comfortable and safe for the entire 26.2 miles which allowed me
to run my/our race. All done while providing support and words of
encouragement. <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">Thank you to Jill and Lucy who supported me throughout
the entire training season. Your support is crucial and always much appreciated. Especially when I decided to do “some ski racing”
on the side which made an already busy schedule that much more challenging. You
two rock! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Kyle Robidouxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16921678796076938416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7105372518256585683.post-38800399978243886862014-12-03T05:42:00.001-08:002014-12-03T05:42:12.116-08:00Catching a Runner’s High<br /><div class="MsoNormal">
Friends often ask me about the infamous <i>“running high” </i>and
if that really happens. It does but for me not all that often. But when it
does, WOW, it sure is a fantastic feeling.</div>
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I don’t run for the high but they are some of my most vivid
running/race memories. I've used my fair share of substances, both natural and
manufactured, and the high from running is without a doubt more memorable that
any other high I’ve experienced. Sure, part of it is the way you feel
afterward-alive, no scrambled brain feeling, and reaping the benefits of
physical activity. <o:p></o:p></div>
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My first runner’s high happened when I was about four to
five months into running after about a <a href="http://blindbeerrunner.blogspot.com/2014/07/why-do-i-run.html">10 year hiatus</a>. I was at my in-laws
house in Reston, Virginia and they have this amazing network of paths. My goal
was to run for 90 minutes. At the 90 minute mark I was feeling great so I
decided to run another mile. After that mile I was still feeling strong so I
decided to keep running while knowing that I had a new personal record for both
time and distance. At about the 1:45:00 mark my legs were tiring but my body
was pushing for more. NoFx was banging on my IPOD, I had a clear straight away
alongside a park, and I began to yell out loud in complete joy. I was beyond
myself that in 15 minutes I would have run for two hours (I ran for 2:01:00). <o:p></o:p></div>
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The second time was at the Smuttynose Rockfest Marathon in
Hampton, New Hampshire. Somewhere around the 16 mile mark I climbed a small
hill that left me on a flat straight-away lined on one side by rolling hills.
This was my second marathon so I was still a little anxious about how I would
feel after 15 miles and nearing 20. The light drizzle caused a majestic like
fog that rose out of the rolling farm land. There were no other runners or
spectators so it was very quiet and my mind was free to wonder. The scenery
combined with the fact that I was alone on this stretch (this was my last race
running without a sighted guide) left me in great spirits. So much so that I
began to laugh out loud and even did a few skips in the air and began singing
Michael Franti’s “Everyone Deserves Music” out loud. I felt strong, alive, and
confident. I rode this high well past mile 20 and knew that I was going to
finish with a better time than my first marathon. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I think a runner’s high is different than getting the
proverbial second wind. For me, getting a second wind is much more about my
overall energy level and feel of my legs. Although not always, a second wind is
common after refueling on an energy bar or drink or knowing that you are close
to finishing your run/race. It is also a direct beneficiary of solid training. <o:p></o:p></div>
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A runner’s high is more than energy. It is a feeling that
takes over your mind and body and leaves you in complete sense of awareness.
Almost a level of invincibility. It is often a result of your feeling in that
moment and connects you to the landscape around you. <o:p></o:p></div>
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My third and most recent experience was this October at the
Woodrow Wilson Bridge Half Marathon which also served as the U.S National Half
Marathon Championships for Visually Impaired Athletes. I was still trying to
adjust to post-<a href="http://blindbeerrunner.blogspot.com/2014/09/my-ultra-run-around-and-around-lake.html">ultra race training</a> and dealing with a sore IT
band. So I went into the race undertrained and not sure how I was going to run.
Therefore, I started slow and held a 9:11 pace the first 5 miles and dropped
that to 9:03 by mile 10.<o:p></o:p></div>
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At about the 10 mile mark we ran into the Old Town
neighborhood of Alexandria and the number of spectators increased. For a small
section we were also passing runners ahead of me going in the opposite way including my <a href="http://www.mabcommunity.org/mabvi/news-events/team-with-a-vision.html">Team With A Vision</a> friends. I
also passed my in-laws and Steve Hendrickson, our group’s trusted pilot and
Chief Cheering Officer. I was feeling strong and my legs felt surprisingly
fresh. I told Ron Abramson, my capable sighted guide, that I would like to pick
up the pace when we made the 180 degree turn back through Old Town.<o:p></o:p></div>
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All of a sudden I was swept up into the moment and really
pushed the pace. I may or may not have told Ron that I was going to “drop the
hammer.” Though drop it I did-my legs felt so light, my heart rate and
breathing were so calm even when climbing the Woodrow Wilson Bridge, and I
couldn’t pass people quick enough (Ron did some masterful guiding and yelling
to get people out of my way). I felt like I was flying and for me I was. I
averaged 8:03 for the last three miles!!! Outside of one 5K, I’ve never ran a
mile that fast in ANY race never mind the last leg. I was rewarded with my
first negative split.<o:p></o:p></div>
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This was much more than catching a second wind or banking
energy for a strong finish. I caught a full blown runner’s high and rode it to
the finish.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I don’t run to chase a runner’s high but I know one can
happen at anytime-during a short sprint, long training run, or on race day. This
always adds a nice level of excitement and anticipation to any run. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Do you believe in a runner’s high? What is your experience
with runner’s high? Leave a comment below and let me know your thoughts. In the
meantime, I hope to see you soon on the streets.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Kyle<o:p></o:p></div>
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