After speaking to my number one , and only subscriber, Mum, it seems the links to the videos didn’t come across in my last post; albeit they were available on the web. Anyhow I’ve added some Bogan Race footage which is well worth a viewing and also links to the videos if they don’t come across on this link with mobiles. Best way , if the videos don’t display is to pop along to the website and view them there. Thanks Mum.
Rather than write about the experience I thought I’d add some video. My Daughters both got GoPro’s for Christmas so I ‘borrowed’ one and recorded some footage throughout the day. What do they say a video tells a thousand words ? (Forgot to mention I put in a bit of a dent in No3 Daughters GoPro on one of my many stacks during the day, it’ll come back to haunt me no doubt !)
The day before the race is the smaller version of the Delirious called the Bogan race, the race that stops a town. Truth be told with Northcliffe it’s very difficult to tell when its stopped or started ? The race is a foot race holding a barrel after sculling beer along the way, in bogan fancy dress of course, sort of a beer mile on steroids. The first two videos are the Race Director explaining the rules and then the start of the race itself. ( https://vimeo.com/396639530 )
and the start of the bogan race, the race that stops a town….allegedly. ? ( https://vimeo.com/396642998 )
Right , back to the race, here’s the start. You’ll notice we actually deliberately go the wrong way as it’s tradition after last years navigational cock-up when the whole field went left when they should have gone right. Not a good start to a 200 mile race when you get lost in the first 1o metres ? It’s amazing any of them even found the finish line !! I was actually following Jen on this footage and we ran together for most fo the fist 70k before she dropped me and ran an amazing race to finish second female and top 5 finisher. I should have hung on for longer ! (https://vimeo.com/396109352 )
Next we are an hour or so into the race , still smiling . I think at this point we were top 10, mainly because everybody in front of us got lost. Discussing our breakfast which consisted of waffles with bacon, ice cream, poached eggs and lots of maple syrup. The joys of ultra running. With hindsight more bacon would have probably saved my race ? (https://vimeo.com/396110335 )
Fours hours in and still enjoying it, lots of walking and running, it was starting to heat up at this point, just before midday and after aid station 1. Certainly underestimated the distance between aid stations and this was eventually my downfall. Not enough nutrition or hydration early on led to the quads seizing up later in the race (around the 70k mark) and a long bus and train journey home for me. (in my race gear as my bag of clothes was at the finish line in Albany but that’s a post for another day !) I have said many times on this blog an ultra is really just an eating and drinking competition with running between aid station a secondary activity. Get the eating and drinking wrong and the engine runs out of fuel, when that happens it doesn’t matter what car you’re driving, you stop ! End of story! In an ultra a well fed diesel will always out perform a Porsche with an empty fuel tank ! ( https://vimeo.com/396112207 )
Four and half hours in and we’re starting to have second thoughts !!! Scenery is still awesome but I regret not putting on sunscreen around this time ! (https://vimeo.com/396113019 )
Around eight hours in and we’re both goosed ! Really hot at this point and some serious walking ! ( https://vimeo.com/396108801 )
Eight hours in and we’re starting to worry ! Realising we’re not even 10% into the race… oh dear.! (https://vimeo.com/396113815 )
This was after the 75k aid station, not happy , quads were locked solid. !! Around the 10 hour mark, still loving the scenery but dehydration and lack of nutrition was starting to take its toll. (https://vimeo.com/396109049 )
An hour later legs were good, pancakes and bacon finally kicked in. Probably around the 80 mark, eleven hours. ( https://vimeo.com/396114361 )
Sunset , feeling pretty good at this stage, 6k into the next aid station and had managed to put together a good 10k of running. Legs had recovered at this point but unfortunately I went through one more aid station before pulling the pin. Quads totally seized around the 100k mark and I stumbled into Mandelay , at 112k , in a sorry state. Rookie errors, namely not eating and drinking enough between aid stations and getting totally dehydrated due to the midday sun exposure with no suntan cream, what was I thinking. A couple of stacks on the last stage left me alone in the dark with a fading head torch, stumbling about lost. Running a race this distance is 90% mental and I gave myself so many reasons to stop but none to carry on. With hindsight a massage and a few hours sleep may have been enough to loosen off the quads but even the next day I found walking just about impossible and when you run a 200 miler the numbers can destroy you. I remember sitting in the chair at the last aid station , after running for 17 hours, totally goosed, thinking I still have over 230k to go. At that point it was very easy to pull the pin when I found it painful to walk 10 metres ! (https://vimeo.com/396114936 )
So what’s the lesson learnt here. The race itself is just awesome and I can’t wait to try again. To that end I have entered another 200 miler in June called the Irrational South , another Shaun Kaesler special, what could go wrong ? ( http://irrationalsouth200miler.com.au/ ) Entries are open for a few more months if you want to join me, and maybe even get on the GoPro footage ? I even persuaded Jon to join me (albeit it is now sponsored by Trail and Tribe https://www.tribeandtrail.com.au/ so gets free entry)! and I’m working on Georges, it wouldn’t be the same without him and his ‘white t-shirt”? The only fly in my 200 mile ointment is a nagging, niggly knee injury that has stopped me running since Delirious so it looks like I’ll be going in undercooked again, wouldn’t have it any other way !!! Giddy up.
A running tragic.
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