Dirty Girls

About 6 or 7 months ago a few of us girls started a running club, the Dirty Girls. It’s an all women’s trail running group. We started it because we wanted to give women who love to run trails, a safe and fun environment. We live in a very safe town, but it seems over the last year their has been too many incidences of female runners being attacked. Mostly in Seattle, but that’s too close to home.

Unfortunately, shortly after we started the group I became injured. (actually the last ‘real’ run I went on, I was with the dirty girls, and I had to cut it short and limp walk home because I was closer to my house than I was to my car. And when your in trails, obviously you can’t just have somebody come pick you up in a car right.)

Anyhoo, I pretty much quit running with them and used that time to do other workouts, yoga, strength training etc.

Last Friday I went back for the first time in months. It was nice.

Run/Walk only, but no pain. Tight IT since I’ve been completely ignoring it and creating space for other areas of my life. I might add a run/walk for the next few weeks. I do feel a little pressure to get back out there because I work at the running store, but overall I miss it. I don’t want to be one of those people that I fit for shoes and listen to say, “Oh yeah – I used to be a runner. I ran marathons (only to find out usually they were usually half marathons btw) but I haven't run in years.”

Hopefully this is a sign of more to come!

I got in a fight with a 6’ blond and lost. Or won considering how much fun it was!

Race Report - Bridle Trails 10 miler

The quick and dirty: The race didn't start until 3pm. I don't like late race starts. I have no idea how to handle the nutrition. Pre race Fuel: I had a little leftover mac n' cheese from dinner last night for breakfast and the usual 2 cups black coffee. I was basically waiting around for this race, which I never like doing. I like to get up and get going. None of this procrastinating workouts. Anyways, I also had a half of an english muffin with pb at noon, and then the other half at 12:30. That was it until the race start at 3. Not enough calories!

At the park:

The trail head was about an hour away so we got there pretty early. Got checked in and then hit the head -- meaning woods. I'll take the woods over port-o-johns any day. The woods are WAY more sanitary and really, if somebody gets an eye full of my merchandise then good for them. (sidenote, my girlfriend in the pink waited in line and it took her ~15 minutes. My trip - less than 5. more sanitary and faster. no-brainer for me. everytime, even at road races I always manage to find a bush no pun intended.)

Anyways, the only downside to my 'woods are superior to port-o-johns' theory was that on my way to the woods I walked through a ditch that turned out to be about 6" deep of muck. One foot got it.

Before

The course:

The course was a 5 mile loop. There were three options: 5 miles, 10 miles, 30 miles. I had two loops to complete. It was MUDDY. fun muddy. Supper muddy. fun muddy. The first loop was good. No problems. My calves and the general surrounding lower leg parts were tired from all the maneuvering and gradient changes. Hopping around trying to avoid roots and downhill mud slides that would love to do nothing but make you fall on your ass and slide down.

The second loop was a little more challenging. Up in the north our sun sets early in the winter. As in by 5 pm it's dark. Knowing this, I brought my headlamp, but because I'm a moron I didn't put it on. When I was coming through for my second loop I thought about putting it on and actually started heading for the parking lot but a few feet into it I changed my mind and decided I was going to keep going and get it over with. Idiot.

By mile 6 I was famished. I had 2 shot blocks with me (one of which I took at mile 5) and I was fading fast. I was trying to keep pluggin' along to beat the daylight but I was tired and hungry and bottom line - lazy. It was a training run and in all honesty, I wasn't taking it very seriously. By mile 7 it was getting dark very fast and every time somebody passed me with a headlamp I would try to hold their heels as long as possible but those ultra-freaks were fast. Too fast for me.

I was trying to run for a mile and then walk for a few seconds. Some parts I had to walk because they were too gnarly and it was too dark. Lots of roots and technical terrain to deal with. I was worried about injury. Plus, you couldn't tell if that was a pile of mud or a pile of steaming horse shit. (it's not called "bridle trails" for nothing - the trial is surrounded by beautiful horse stables). Anyways, since it was dark I couldn't a)see my garmin to tell me what mile I was on and b)see the trial to determine what part of the trail I was on. They started to put glowsticks up on the trail about every 50 feet to keep us on track but it wasn't really lighting the way. More like guiding me in the general direction.

I finally made it to the finish.

After

Post race thoughts: I actually really liked the vibe when it was dark and I would love to do another trail run in the dark, but only with a headlamp. moron.

final stats:

9.41 miles (um, not 10 miles but whatev)/2:01 total time/179 bpm (kicked up training this week and my heart knows it!) /3,882 ft elevation gain/12:55 pace

BTW, you guys don't miss a beat. I said 'only' 10 miles because next weekend I have a 17 mile trial race scheduled. Fother Mucker.

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