178 miles, 27 hours, 12 people = 1 heck of a good time
Last weekend Elliott and I ran the Reno Tahoe Odyssey. This is a relay from Reno, through Truckee, around the lake, through Virginia City and back to Reno. The teams are 12 people, split into two 6 person vans. Each person runs (3) legs, Elliott’s and my legs were each below 5 miles which was wonderful since we didn’t do much long distance training. Elliott had quite a bit of uphill on his legs, and I then ran mostly downhill!
My first leg was just shy of 5 miles. It was during the day probably at about 3pm, if I remember correctly. It was blustery out, not hot, not too cold, I think I wore shorts and a shirt. I ran out of the hand off pretty quickly. The adrenaline of the “race” and being part of a team is pretty cool. I was running a little too fast, faster than I thought I could maintain so I eventually metered it down to a more typical pace. After awhile I did start to feel as if I couldn’t get enough air. I am not sure if that was all in my head or if I really could feel the elevation distance coming from sea level to high sierras. I ultimately had a pretty good run, was a little slower than I would have liked, felt like crap, although the idea of the team waiting for me at the end kept me going. Although it did weigh on my mind that I had two more legs to run.
After that leg I was relieved, I had a protein shake, some dates (carbs, high-glycemic fruit) and almonds my traditional recovery shake in pieces. I immediately felt better and I like I could run some more, a great feeling to have in the middle of relay! Elliott and I ran first and second in our van so the next few hours were spent dropping off runners at their starts, cheering them on along the way while driving by and then picking up a runner and dropping a new one off. Its quite an experience. Its a bit rushed because there is this hurry to get the next runner to the next check station so they can put on their shoes, stretch and go to the bathroom before the previous runner shows up. Then you hydrate that runner, let them stretch, and get back in the car and do it again.
After our last runner completed their leg it was time for dinner. We drove ahead past the legs our other van would be doing and parked where we would pick up in South Lake Tahoe. There was a Baja Fresh in the parking lot so that became our dinner spot. I ate a burrito much larger than anything I have had in one sitting in awhile although I justified that I needed my energy. I don’t think that hurt me later except for a few almost emergency trips to the port-a-potty that were perfectly timed before runs, during or after would have been much more uncomfortable, well then…
After dinner it was time to catch some sleep. Part of our van went to a friends house and the three of us with the first three legs spread out in the truck in the parking lot to get some sleep before we would run again. I sprawled out in the back seat, Elliott slept in the passenger seat and Leon slept in the driver’s seat. I use the word slept loosely, personally I may have slept for 1 hour at most, even though we were laying down in the truck for almost 2 hours. Between the noise of the other runner in the parking lot, the lights, and just the excitement of the entire event it was tough to sleep.
Elliott was first to run so he got up and started waking up his muscles by walking around outside. I stayed in the warmer truck until I had to get out to cheer him off. He had a long grueling run up Kingsbury summit. As we drove up it Leon and I felt so bad for Elliott who we knew would be trekking up it one foot in front of the other. I hate hills. Thank goodness I didn’t have to run up it. I would have been miserable. Elliott though he has a strong low gear and he powered up the hill in great time. He handed the headlamp off to me, and in my blinking vest I took off down the grade. My run was a little over 4 miles of pure downhill. I have never run downhill like that before. It was a wierd experience. You could almost run effortlessly, and fast. I struggled to get my headlamp right where I could see in front of me without the bouncing of the light in my face. I held the lamp for awhile and eventually settled into having it on my head. It was dark, and quite. I saw a few runners only. I was passed by two guys who I tried to keep in my sights to keep my sanity but both of them eventually pulled away. My mind was pretty busy. I was happy each time I saw a car or headlights just to know I wasn’t totally alone out there. At one point I saw a car coming the other way and these huge fast moving shadows shot across the guardrail on the other side of the road. I was sure it was that of two bears and I braced for a quick and painless attack. Although as the car passed there was nothing. I convinced myself it was just the shadow of the car and I picked up the pace I continued down the hill. When I finally saw the accumulation of cars and people at the check point I bounded even faster, I had made it. I hadn’t been eaten by a bear or kidnapped by some man looking for a hot sweaty runner chick. And I had made great time!
Again we cheered on the rest of our van and then we went to the next rest point which was at the end of our legs. The next van was waiting there for us to take the baton and finish their 3rd leg (they started in Reno). We would sleep there in the Walmart parking lot before driving to Virginia city where we take it from there back to Reno. Elliott and I pulled out our full length cots, sleeping backs, and slept in the open air, it was glorious! I don’t think we got much more than 1 hour sleep again although it still was enough to feel rested, as rested goes.
With that it off to our last leg. Elliott had another hill, this time Geiger grade. He again did a stellar job and I had about 1 mile of the hill to finish up. I powered through, ran the whole thing and I was never so happy to see the Geiger summit sign! After that I picked up all the time I lost going downhill. Running downhill after running uphill is even better because you feel like you deserve the downhill. This time I pushed it even harder. Consequently I have a toe nail that I think will eventually fall off although it was totally worth it. With that we were done! The rest of our van had a few grueling legs to finish, some over 6 miles long and in what turned out to be a pretty hot day.
Overall it was a great time. Our nutrition was a bit goofy given we ate more salt (trail mix) and grains (clif bars) than normal. And it didn’t help that for dinner that night I had several cocktails and beers to celebrate. Actually I woke up the next morning and my face was a little swollen! I am not sure if that was from all of the salt, gluten, alcohol or all of the above! Anyway it was a great time, it gave us something to work towards, it kept us running and in shape, we met new people, and we pushed ourselves to a level we wouldn’t have without the confines of the team and the race. Now we have to figure out whats next. I think Elliott is lobbying for Hood to Coast. We shall see.
