Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Recovery for a broken body and spirit

The last few months have been a struggle when it comes to anything running related - even this blog. Since May, I've been sidetracked with sciatica and high hamstring tendinopathy. I've run and raced through it, which has led to a few unsatisfactory finishes - as well as another DNF - and likely prolonged my recovery. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Smile? Grimace? @ Echo Valley 50mi in Chelan, WA.
Photo: Takao Suzuki
I was finally forced to take a couple weeks off of running entirely and filled my time with yoga, swimming, biking, stretching, rolling and lots and lots of physio. (There may also have been some alcohol and self pity.) While cross training is great and has helped maintain my sanity and girlish figure, I'd rather spend my time on the trails. 

Or would I?

Even before I got injured, running was not the source of pleasure that it once was for me. Where there used to be joy in my heart when I laced up my shoes and headed out the door, I was instead tormented by a nagging sense of resentment and frustration that I just couldn't shake, or explain. 

At first, I blamed these feelings on a bad week. Then, two bad weeks. Maybe a virus or low iron? Over training? I visited my family doctor and he ordered some blood work. My iron was low, but it's been lower in the past without consequence. I was both disappointed and relieved that there was no medical reason to explain why I was feeling so blah. 

It's not all bad. I've enjoyed catching up with friends too.
@ Cdn Mtn Running Championships with Catrin Jones.
Part of me thinks that if I'm not enjoying running any more, then I should just give it up. Life is short; hobbies should make us happy. I even "retired" from running for about 5 minutes after my most recent DNF on Day 2 of the TransRockies Kananaskis 3-day race, but I quickly came to my senses and have decided to give myself more time to find my way back to the sport that I've loved for so long. 

Kananaskis Day 1. What's with my posture? Yikes!
I now have the green light to start running again - slowly and with caution - and just over 5 weeks before my first 100-mile trail race, Cascade Crest. Obviously, the lead up has not exactly gone as I had hoped so I'm just going to have to make the most of it and, above all else, try to have fun and finish with a smile.

After that, who knows.







Friday, May 23, 2014

My Big Fat DNF

There aren't a lot of 100k trail races out there so I was pretty excited when I found one in California that just happened to coincide with our spring road trip plans. (At least that's how I remember it. It's possible that the whole road trip came about as a result of this race, but that makes me feel like a selfish jerk so I'm going to pretend that it happened the other way.)
I often find it difficult to find a happy balance between racing and road tripping or any holiday really. Leading up to a race, even when I know that I should be taking it easy and being my most healthful self, I don't want to miss out on any fun. (Fun being new trails to bike or run, beers to drink and yummy, but not always healthy, foods to eat.)
With the Gold Rush 100k being smack dab in the middle of our road trip, I think I did a fairly decent job of taking care of myself without being a total drag to my friends. (Dave and I were travelling with two other couples.)

Dave and Dora somewhere along the northern Cali coast. 

This was primarily a mountain biking trip for the rest of the group so we hit up some sweet trail towns (Bend and Oakridge, OR) on our way to Sacramento. I even did a couple of rides. (My fav was by far Paradise Royale near Shelter Cove, CA although the drive in was ridiculous!) The rest of the time, I did short, easy runs on the trails while everyone else was out riding. It worked out pretty well.

Creek crossing on the Paradise Royale trail.

When we arrived in Folsom, CA to pick up my race package and check into our hotel, I was feeling rested and ready for a good long run. Folsom turned out to be a much cooler town than I had expected and I was happy to have the better part of a day to wander around. There was also a good vibe -- and a whole lot of spandex -- in town for the pro cycling Tour of California second stage TT that would be taking place on Monday.
Since the race started at 5am, I went to bed early and had a fantastic sleep. I was feeling great as Dave, Dora and I walked a block from the hotel to the starting area to get organized. Even with two distances (50k and 100k), there weren't a ton of people there. I made one last trip to the porta potties and then spent a few minutes adjusting my shoes, pack and headlamp. Just before 5am, the runners lined up for our final instructions and then we were off. The first 8-10k of the course traversed paved roads, trails and bike paths. For this reason, I decided to wear my new North Face Ultra Smooth shoes, which were the perfect choice for this race that was approximately 80% smooth singletrack and 20% paved trails.
About 15k in, one of the guys who I caught up to told me that I was the first women running the 100k distance. Being so early in the race, I didn't give it much thought, but then I was surprised to see another woman ahead of me at one of the few out and back sections of the course. I figure she must have passed me when a few of us were misdirected out of an aid station and ran an extra 1k or so before getting back on course. It wasn't long before the situation was reversed and the woman and another runner took a wrong turn and I caught them both as they found their was back on course.
The woman turned out to be Jennifer Pfeifer, a friendly local runner whom I'd actually run with at a previous years' The North Face Endurance Challenge in San Fran. Having won the 100k race last year (I think), I suspect she was the favourite to win again this year (spoiler alert: she did). We ran together for a bit, trading off the lead, but always in sight of each other. It was around this time that I had a funny little stumble that I didn't think much about at the time, but would come back to haunt me later.
Cruising along on a beautiful, rolling stretch of singletrack, my right toe caught on something hidden in the long grasses bordering the trail. My left leg was already in motion and, in attempt to stop myself from crashing to the ground (which, in hindsight, might have been better for me), I landed very awkwardly and suddenly with my left heel bearing the brunt of the impact. I felt a pop in my left butt and my Achilles was throbbing. I did a quick body scan and tried a few tentative steps and then decided that no serious damage had been done so I could carry on. I carried on quite happily for another 20k -- still playing cat and mouse with Jenn -- and then my left calf seized totally and completely. That was at 48k and I assumed the turnaround would be at 50k so I alternately hopped and limped my way towards the halfway point where I hoped a calf massage would fix me and allow me to carry on. Unfortunately for me, the course was either long or my GPS wasn't accurate because it was almost 5k more before I made it to the turnaround.

Where's the turnaround?!? 

Heading back out onto the course...but not for long!
I immediately plopped myself down in the med tent and asked the kind lady to work on my calf. She gave it her best but as I headed back out onto the course stumbling along with an incredibly painful calf that still wasn't firing, I strongly suspected that my day was over. I continued along like this for another km or so before conceding that I was done and then berated myself for being so stubborn and having to gimp back to the turnaround where I hoped Dave was still waiting. He wasn't so I hung out with a few other 100k drop outs and then caught a ride with the super nice RD and his daughter to the next aid station where Dave was expecting me and waited there for him.
Once Dave and Dora showed up, we went down to the river and I soaked my lower body and then we had a bite of lunch in the van and cheered for the returning 100k runners as they passed through the aid station. We eventually ended up back at the hotel where I had a nice, long nap and then we joined our friends for beer and pizza. (A winning combo for either post-race celebrations or drowning one's DNF sorrows!)
On Sunday, we headed to Tahoe where we had a house booked for three nights. When I wasn't sleeping, I had my leg elevated, compressed and on ice with the assumption that I had a calf muscle strain. To pass the time while everyone else was out playing, I read, surfed the web and watched a lot of Law & Order - gotta love TV marathons! By Tuesday, I could walk slowly but normally again.
As soon as we got home, I saw my awesome PT Mark of IronSport Physio and he surmised that I had pinched the nerve in my butt that sends signals to my calf. When my calf stopped getting the signals it needed to function, it seized and quit on me. The goods news is that the nerve impingement is nearly resolved and I'm running again pain-free. If my next few runs go well, then there's a 50-miler down in WA in a couple of weeks that I'm considering.
If anyone is looking for a 100k race to do, please consider the Gold Rush 100k. It was really fun, the organizers are great and the trails are super! And Folsom is definitely worth checking out. We heard a rumour that due to low registration, they may not be holding the race next year and that would be a real shame.
If you want to see the results, please go here. (I have the special honour of being the top drop out!)




Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Double Feature: The Gorge & The Rattler

Since I've been too lazy to update my blog in a timely fashion, I now have two race reports to write. Crap! Because of said laziness -- as well as an irrepressible desire to do anything but sit in front of a computer right now -- I'm going to keep these reports brief...

Put on by Rainshadow Running, the Gorge Waterfall 50k in Oregon promised scenery, climbs and technical trails and it delivered. The course was beautiful, a little too technical for my liking (especially after a winter of mainly treadmill running) and hilly, which I'm okay with, but, man, did that last climb hurt! It was a point-to-point race, which is my second favourite kind of course after the beloved loop.

My awesome road trip buddy for the weekend, Alison, dropped me off at the start and then met me at various points along the way to cheer, collect the extra layers that I tossed at her and provide me with splits for the woman ahead of me.

I was second woman for most of the race but then got passed with maybe 6 miles to go. I know that should have bothered me, but it didn't. I tried some ass-kicking self-talk: "Come on, Butterfield, pick it up...don't let her get away" etc. (And yes, I use my maiden name when I talk to myself.) It just didn't work. As much as I want to be a "competitive" runner, I'm just not competitive by nature and I don't think that's going to change so I've decided to just accept it.

I finished the race in third and I'm satisfied with that. (Results here.) Overall, it was a really fun weekend filled with so many things that make me happy: friends old and new, great trails, and plenty of post-race beer, pizza and live music!

Here are some pics from the race:

Photo credit: Paul Nelson

Photo credit: Paul Nelson

Photo credit: Glenn Tachiyama

Photo credit: Glenn Tachiyama
And a post-race interview I did with the nice people at uphillrunning.com. (I'm afraid to watch it so please let me know how it went. Unless I sound like a total idiot, then I'd rather not know.) 


Now onto the Rattler Trail Race in Winthrop, WA. This is a great, low-key event organized by Alison and Sam of Methow Endurance. The course winds its way up, down and all around Pipestone Canyon with fast double track sections, sandy single track and a few quad and lung busting climbs. And views of the snow-capped Cascade mountains that will blow your mind.

There are three distances to choose from: 4mi, 9mi and a half marathon. I decided to do the half marathon along with my Dirty Feet friends Grace and Phil. We decided to use the race as a training opportunity as we had a long run planned the next day at Sun Mountain. I was also getting over a week-long head cold so didn't want to overdo it.

I've run the race loop many times in training so knew what to expect. I tried to keep my output at around 80% which is easier said than done sometimes but knowing that I had a big run to do the next day helped prevent me from getting carried away. I finished second woman in 1:39. (Results here.)

For both races, I wore The North Face Single-Track Hayasa II trail shoes and was very pleased with how they performed on both wet, slippery, rocky trails (Gorge) and dry, loose, sandy trails (Rattler).

Friday, March 21, 2014

Ready to Race

My first real race of the year is next weekend in Oregon at Rainshadow Running's Gorge Waterfall 50k and I'm ready for it...at least I hope I am. I'm definitely excited about it. I haven't raced since my explosive performance at the Run for the Toad 50k in October. (And by explosive, I'm referring to my GI problems, not my speed!)

I've logged a lot of miles this winter albeit mainly on the treadmill with little bits of road, KVR, track and snowshoe running thrown into the mix. Fortunately, the snow has all but disappeared here in the valley so I should be able to get a few runs on dirt in over the next week before I leave for the Gorge. I'm a little concerned that I won't have my "trail legs" quite yet and that could result in a suffer-fest if the course is technical.

Still, it'll be a fun road trip and I get to spend the weekend with my friend Alison and probably drink some tasty Oregon microbrews so there's really nothing to worry about.

In other news...my spring order from The North Face arrived and, of course, I had to try everything on immediately. Dora approves of all my new gear. She knows that when I'm dressed to run, she gets to run too so everyone is happy.


On March 8th, I ran a full marathon on the treadmill. Why would I do that? Well, I was supposed to run a marathon in Arizona the weekend before, but those plans fell through so I just decided that since I'd already done all the training anyway, I might as well go for it. So I did.


My time was 2:58:51 - my fastest marathon to date! Would I do it again. Never say never...

 

I had this crazy plan to submit my treadmill marathon for a world record so I've got the whole 2:58:51 run on video if anyone wants to borrow it. Guaranteed not to go viral and may even cure insomnia!?


Sunday, February 23, 2014

Catching up and looking ahead

It's been awhile since my last post. I'd like to say that I've been busy fulfilling all the big plans I had for my end-of-season downtime (put on 5lbs of muscle, learn to play the guitar, take painting lessons, swim, knit, go to physio, practice my Spanish, clean the house, do lots of yoga) but in reality, the six weeks off I had from running after the Toad 50km flew by and I didn't accomplish much.

I suffered--and giggled--through five P90X workouts before accepting defeat, got as far as tuning my guitar and re-learning G chord, signed up for painting lessons (which were subsequently cancelled), walked by the pool a couple of times on my way elsewhere, started knitting a dish rag and made it to physio and yoga a few times. No housecleaning. No Spanish. Oh well.

My run training started up again at the end of November in preparation for a return to the Phoenix Marathon in March. Unfortunately, my annual winter cold was a bad one this year and forced me to lose three valuable training weeks in January so I decided to defer my race entry to 2015 to give me the best possible chance of meeting my marathon goal.

Initially, I was disappointed to pull out of the race after logging so many hours on the treadmill in preparation, but then I started to plan some other races and running adventures and am now just feeling excited about getting back out on the trails. My very tentative 2014 race schedule is here.

Some other fun, silly or happy running-related things that have happened over the past few months include:

  • After much begging, badgering and pestering, The North Face Canada agreed to accept me on their trail running team for 2014. Woo hoo! Thanks TNF! I'm thrilled to be a part of such an awesome group of runners.
  • In November, I ran my first ever beer mile and finished 3rd in 8:03.
  • I had the honour of being named Female Runner of the Year by my local running club, the Penticton Pounders, and to receive Honourable Mentions from Trail Running Canada for Canadian Female Trail Runner and Trail Running Performance of the Year.
  • My interview with The North Face's Rob Krar, Ultra Runner of the Year and Canadian Trail Runner of the Year, appeared in the February issue of Trail Running Canada.
  • My lovely (and pregnant!) friend Alison of Methow Endurance in Mazama, WA has asked me to lead some of the runs at her Women's Trail Running and Yoga Camp in May. This is such a fun event; I can't wait! 
After the Disney Castaway Cay 5km.





Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Run for the Toad Race Report

Run for the Toad 50k in Paris, Ontario was kind of a big deal for a number of reasons. It was the Canadian national 50k championships, Dave and I were traveling across the country to race it, it was my main fall race and, likely, my last race of the year. In short, I wanted to do well.

In the weeks leading up to the race, I had been dealing with a few minor niggles - a sore knee, tight IT band, stiff ankle and lingering cold - so my training had been decent but not amazing. Still, I thought I was in good enough shape to go under four hours at the Toad, which would be in the top-five fastest times for that course.

Me, Stacie, Kristin and Dave before the race.

Conditions on race morning were ideal - cool and overcast - and I felt great. We had a leisurely morning (by ultra standards) at the hotel and then headed to the race to get ready for the 9:30 start. There we found Ryne and met George, who, along with his lovely wife Peggy, have been organizing the Run for the Toad for 12 years. Both Peggy and George are incredibly kind, warm and welcoming and have limitless enthusiasm for their event. You'd be hard-pressed to find a better organized trail race in Canada and I'd highly recommend it to anyone.

After the opening ceremonies, which included music and speeches, the 50k solo and relay runners headed to the starting area to wait for the canon to sound signifying the start of the race. Stacie, Kristin and I lined up behind the elite men, I gave Dave a kiss and wished him luck in his race, and then we were off.

The course is four laps of a 12.5k loop with rolling hills through the forest, fields and a couple of campgrounds. My plan was to run a conservative, but not slow, first lap to get warmed up and learn the course, and then pick up the pace slightly for each subsequent lap. Stacie and I ran the first couple of kilometers together, but then she took off and I let her go and stuck with my plan.

Feeling good after the first lap.

I ran my first lap in 56:29 which was exactly where I wanted to be and I was feeling very comfortable heading out on lap two. By about kilometer 18, I started to get some worrisome tummy rumblings that I hoped was just gas, but was reluctant to test that theory in case I was wrong. Minutes later, my worst fears came true and I was dashing into the bushes to heed the urgent call of nature. This would be the first of five such unfortunate pit stops I would have to make over the next 30km.

In between bathroom breaks, I tried to run hard and make up time, but too much time was lost. I finished in 4:14 and 3rd place. Results here. Not exactly the result that I had hoped for, but the best race I could pull off under the circumstances. (My friend Stacie won in a smoking fast 3:57 - only the second woman ever to break 4 hours! - and Dave started strong, but wisely decided to call it a day at 44k when he felt an injury flare up.)
Post-race with coach Ryne.
Now I'm going to take a little break from running and racing to rest my mind and body and focus on other things that I enjoy...and pick my races for 2014! I think I'm ready to take on a 100-miler. Yikes!!

Happy fall everybody! :)









Monday, September 23, 2013

New Review: The North Face Better Than Naked Jacket

It's been awhile since I've written a review so I thought I would give some feedback on my favourite new fall running piece: The North Face Better Than Naked Jacket. Click here to find out why I think this jacket rocks.