Happy 2018 to everyone. We here on the UVRC newsletter team are looking forward to a great year; I hope you are too! As always, submissions and comments are welcome at firstname.lastname@example.org. On to the newsletter.
Table of Contents
- Letter from a Board Member by Tim Smith
- Things I See When I Am Running by Lori Bliss Hill
- Becoming Ultra by Susannah Colby
- UVRC Racing by Jim Burnett
- Runner Profile: Alan Callaway by Lorna Young
- Ask The Coaches
- Philly Marathon 2017 by Michael Musty
- Upper Valley Running Series 2018 by Rob Daniels
- UVRC Jingle Bell Jog by Bill Young
- Two Miles and Six Inches of Snow by Geoff Dunbar
- Sometimes You Need to Run by Lorna Young
Letter from a Board Member
by Tim Smith
With the passing of one year and the start of the next, we often allow ourselves to reflex on our best race or favorite run of the year, and to plan for a better season in the Spring. A few weeks ago I invited the board to indulge in a similar exercise. We reflected upon what the club had accomplished in the last twelve months and what we could do in the next lapse around the sun.
In my view, we now have a very stable couch-to-5k program and our relationships with CHaD and the Covered Bridges Half Marathon are strong. I also felt like the social calendar is nicely developed and I think the Upper Valley Racing Series in good hands. But we have fallen down on New Hampshire Grand Prix effort, slipping to third after winning the title in 2015 and 2016. I also think Foliage Five and the Main Street Mile were not up to their full potential and we are thin on our support for runner who aren’t in pursuit of elite goals. Finally, we could advocate for running in a more aggressive way.
But I don’t see these as deep problems in our club. In fact, I see of parallels between our club and an athlete who has had a few great races and a few less remarkable performances. The first thing that athlete needs to do is recognize weaknesses, and then developing a training plan to address them. Is the problem pace, or endurance, or concentration or speed?
So what are the solutions? The solution is always the same; find the people who are uniquely excited about the event or program, and then give them whatever backing or resources the club can muster – and let them run with it. That is how the couch-to-5k program, the summer picnic, and the half marathon pacers were all launched.
But who is the right person, or group of people? This summer at TNT we had over sixty people toe the line. These people are not wallflowers or milk toast. These are all people who know how to get themselves down the road and over the hill under their own personal powers. These are people plan their own workouts and then carry through with impressive programs; ask your non-running friends.
So do we have challenges for 2018? Of course. We are competitors and we live for these challenges, I think we all want to be the best running club out there. How do we meet these challenges? By drawing upon the strengths and talents of a group of my friends, often referred to as the Upper Valley Running Club.
I am looking forward to seeing out there on the run. 2018 is going to be a great year for our club!
Things I See When I Am Running
by Susannah Colby
It was about a year ago when I decided (after a glass or two of wine) to sign up for a 50 mile ultra marathon. My wonderful friends who believe I can do anything I set my mind to cheered me on as I hit the confirm button on ultrasignup. But I didn’t choose just any ultra marathon, I chose the North Face Endurance Challenge in Wachusett MA. I had run a 50K that December and felt great after I finished so I thought a 50 mile run would be a new and exciting challenge. Now in hindsight it would have been a good idea to keep “endurance” and “challenge” out of my first 50 mile attempt.
I started my training right away and hired on an unofficial coach to help me train. My father became increasingly sick during the next three months and it became more and more difficult to get in my training runs. I would find myself driving from Williamstown after work to Springfield, VT several times a week to make sure he was eating and to keep his spirits high. We were able to celebrate his 78th birthday in January. I was running on 4-5 hours of sleep, a lot of heart and a lot of caffeine.
My father passed on March 31st. I remember it being a beautiful sunrise that morning, so beautiful I snapped this picture of it before I headed out to work. After I heard the news I thought I would go into a place where I would train away the pain. I would run farther and faster and keep myself occupied with a variety of exercises and long runs. What actually happened was a deep set state of depression where I sat at home not wanting to do much but drink beer and cry. My 50 mile race was only 2 months away and I knew I was really behind on my training. Friends carefully tried to tell me to forget the race but I knew I had to at least try. I would never forgive myself if I didn’t, so I pushed through and continued to train.
It was finally June 8th and my heart felt shallow in my chest as I approached the start line. I would do my best today, it’s all I could do. It’s all I could ask of myself. I ventured out with a pack of extreamly fit looking individuals and we ventured up the mountain. The aid stations carried food and drinks I had not trained with but I took in what I could. I felt terrific my first and second climb up the mountain. It was only when I hit the top for the second time that my hope began to leave me. The man at the top said we were very close to the cutoff and we needed to move. I grabbed what I could from the aid station and headed out to see my crew. They would lift my spirits.
As I entered the first crew station I looked around and couldn’t see anyone. They weren’t here and I didn’t have any of my food or supplies. I didn’t drop bags because I had counted on them. First mistake. I shoved some dry, horrible Pringles in my mouth and chewed on them until I finally spit them out. Nothing was right. I needed ginger ale for my upset stomach and I was given flat, warm Mountain Dew. I felt all my strength and hope leave and I knew I wouldn’t make it to the finish line. I saw one of my friends run past me at a point where the 50K met the 50 miler. It was nice to get a hug from him, to see a familiar face. I reached the next aid station and was told I was 3 minutes over the cut off. I was forced into a crammed, sweaty van with 5 other people and dragged back to the finish line. About 46% of the 50 miler runners DNF’d that day. I felt like I had let myself down. I knew I could do better. Part of me felt relief because I just wanted it over.
I decided to consider this a training run. I would run a 50 mile race and I would do it this year. I set my sights for the Vermont 50 in Ascutney, VT. This felt right. Ascutney was in my old stomping grounds. I had lived in Weathersfield for several years and Ascutney Mountain was my favorite place to be. I had hiked that mountain almost every weekend when I lived in that area. I had so many memories and now I would add one more.
I hired an official coach this time through Athlete on Fire. He had just lost his father too and he could relate on a deeper level which was great. He pushed me when I needed it and was flexible around my crazy work schedule. I have to thank Scott Jones for all the support. I also want to thank my incredibly supportive family for hanging in there through all my long run weekends and afternoon adventures. I highly recommend hiring a coach for something like this if it’s your first time. It’s money well spent.
So I checked the weather a couple days before the 50. It was going to be 90 degrees and the heat index had it “feeling like” 105-112. Holy cow I started to panic. I don’t do well in the heat. When it’s 75 I’m feeling like death. How the hell was I going to run 50 miles in 90 degree heat? What if they canceled the race? I had nothing else planned as a backup. I needed this race. I needed to do this. I called my coach and he acted cool as a cat and said yeah it will be fine. Just make sure you hydrate. His chill attitude helped me feel more confident it was going to be ok. The best piece of advice he gave me was this: No matter how you feel, even if you feel like crap, when anyone asks you “are you ok?” you respond with “I feel F’N awesome!!”
So here it was, race day. I had my crew all set to help me out, Michele would be my pacer at the end, I sent out 3 drop bags in case my crew couldn’t make it to me and I had put in the training. I got a good night’s sleep, had maintained my nutrition and hydrated like crazy. My only worry was the weather. I knew I could do this. I could visualize myself reaching the finish line, something I wasn’t able to do on my first attempt. These were my trails, my mountains and my home. I felt good about every part of this day.
My friend Mindy was running this too so we piggybacked each other throughout the course. It was the perfect temperature when we headed out that morning and I was hoping all the hubbub about the weather was just that and things were going to be wonderful all day. We started out on the access road, around the corner and dumped into the woods. The aid stations were amazingly wonderful. Everything that I had trained with was there and then some! Before I knew it I was at the first crewed station. At the first crew station (about 12 miles in) I felt amazing. I trotted in through the sunlight and saw my fiance there waiting with all kinds of goodies. I refilled my water and tailwind and grabbed some snacks for the next big chunk of distance. I could see the sun rising up in the sky and I knew things were going to get warm quick.
I wouldn’t see my crew again until mile 31.5. I knew I would be able to get there because I had run 30 miles before, although it was much flatter and around 40 degrees when I had ran that race on Whidbey Island. The sun rose high in the sky and the air became thick. I found myself having a hard time breathing in some sections. I couldn’t eat any food. The thought of it made me nauseous. I had always been like that as a kid, when it was hot out I wouldn’t have an appetite. I knew I needed to push the calories so I was able to cram down watermelon and drink soda and tailwind. Everything else turned my stomach. My beautiful banana and nut butter sandwiches, the salty goodness of potato chips and the sweet and wonderful gummies were all just sitting in my drop bags baking in the sun. The one day I had an excuse to eat whatever I wanted and I couldn’t. The irony! I reached the second crew station and felt terrible. My legs hurt, my body hurt and I was tired and hot. I knew I needed to re-apply nut butter to my feet and back, but I just didn’t want to put out the effort. That would bite me later on. My shoes were full of a very soft, silty sand and my body was crystallized with salt. The one thing that brightened my day (besides for the blazing hot sun) was Michele. She was there to pace Mindy and I.
I made the mistake of sitting down. My fiance had a little seat he used for hunting and I sat on it. I wish I could say it felt good, it didn’t. I knew as soon as I sat down getting back up would be a challenge. I refilled my fluids and tried to eat something. I knew I needed to get moving so I stood back up to get ready to head out. My legs felt like they were disconnected from my body. I had to tell myself MOVE, Dammit MOVE!! I put one leg in front of the next and headed past the aid station like the tin man when he first learns how to walk. One gentleman cam up to me and said “Are you ok?” I immediately replied with “I’m F’n fantastic!” I hobbled along and out into the woods with Mindy and Michele by my side.
I’d like to say things got better. The air was so hot and thick it made me sick to breathe. Normally I would be running along but it was all I could do to keep moving forward. The land that I ran on was as much public land as it was private land, people’s backyards, driveways, farms and personal trail systems. There were strangers out on the side of the road with cold drinks, ice and hoses to spray us down and keep us cool. Strangers who chose to spend a humid 90 degree day in the sun to help us out. They didn’t have to. It warmed my heart. I had lost Mindy and Michele and forged ahead. My stomach turned as I rounded a corner and there was a guy sitting in a chair by his truck and asked me if I wanted a soda. He was a god at this point. I put ice in my hat and had some ginger ale which settled my stomach instantly. Now I needed to take care of a burning sensation in my shoe. I was worried my toenail had fallen off and was floating around in my sock sawing away at my toe. I sat on a stone wall and opened my shoe to find an enormous blister as the source of the pain. Nothing I could do at this point. I put some tape on it and headed out to the last crew station.
I could see the last aid station. I had made it! I ran down the road and a truck went by and said “YOU HAVE 10 MINUTES UNTIL THE CUT OFF!” Damn, It was up a hilly driveway on pavement too. I ran as fast as my legs would allow and found Jason there to greet me. It was so nice to see his face. I knew at this point I would make it. I got some fluids and calories in me and headed up the switchbacks of death…ok that’s not what they are actually called, but that’s how it felt. We were sent up the backyard of the last crew station through a series of switchbacks in the open sun. It was hot as hell and I knew this was the moment I needed to open the letter. My family had each written me a letter with a number on it. The number represented the amount of miles I had to run before I could open it. My son Ryan wrote 13 because he knew that was my favorite number. Jason had wrote open when you’re feeling down so I could use it when I needed it during a low point. My daughter Aspen wrote mile 49 (I’m tearing up now as I write this). She believed in me and knew I would make it the whole way. As I pushed up the hillside tears streamed down my face as I opened the letter. It meant so much at that moment and I knew I had to finish this race no matter what.
I ran what I could and power walked the rest. It seemed to go on forever. I could hear the music and cheers of people at the finish and I just wanted to see it in my sights. As the woods opened up and I saw the hills I had to run down a feeling of accomplishment hit me like a brick. I made it and I was going to finish with an official time. I remember running through the finish line and a man saying “wow…12 hours.” I had been going nonstop for 12 hours. I made it in with only a minute or two to spare. Mindy came in shortly after me and we had done it! I’m sure the BBQ was wonderful but I still couldn’t handle solid foods yet. I couldn’t wait to get home and take a shower and a nap. This was the hardest thing I had ever done in my life. No matter what life throws at me now I know I will have the power and courage to make it through. Thanks to everyone who made this a reality. You know who you are and how very special you are to me.
by Jim Burnett
Exciting News about UVRC Racing
Wooly Syrup Chuggers Unite…Again!!!
Successful running clubs encourage their members to run for fun, health and fitness AND run for speed, i.e. “RACE”. Over the past few years, UVRC developed a hugely successful and rewarding Couch to 5K program while offering workouts for Tuesday Night Track (TNT) and Saturday group runs that accommodate runners of all paces and abilities. Simultaneously, the UVRC racing team sprinted its way up the club standings in the New Hampshire Grand Prix Racing Series culminating in back-to-back Wooly Syrup Chugger team championships in 2015 and 2016.
Club membership has grown as well, peaking at 400+/- Woolies in 2016. As you might expect people move in and out of the Upper Valley and members come and go. Each year it’s my pleasure to encourage those who want to improve their fitness and test their mettle against other runners in their age group from other NH running clubs to join in the fun of team racing and become a Wooly Racer (see photo above).
UVRC offers incentives too. If you race in two “away races” in the NHGP Series you are awarded a free Classic UVRC racing singlet, modeled by Rob Frost and Dorcas DenHartog below.
We also offer a free vanpool to races. Woolies shown with trusty(?) Leb Rec. Van, below. You can catch up on sleep on the way to the starting line…
Here is the official NH Grand Prix Series race schedule for 2018. Be a Wooly Racer and join in the fun. We are fortunate to host the first and last races of the series this coming year. Can the Wooly Syrup Chuggers win again??? It’s up to you.
New Hampshire Grand Prix Racing Series 2018
March 10, 2018 Shamrock Shuffle 5K Lebanon
April 8, 2018 Nashua Soup Kitchen 10K Nashua
June 10, 2018 WRT Alliance Flat n’ Fast 5K Windham
June 23, 2018 Runner’s Alley Capital City Classic 10K Concord
July 21, 2018 Bill Luti 5 Miler Concord
August 12, 2018 Epsom Old Home Days 4 Miler Epsom
September 9, 2018 Half Way to St. Patrick’s Day Manchester
October 14, 2018 CHaD Half Marathon Hanover
Runner Profile: Alan Callaway
by Lorna Young
Name: Alan Callaway
Town: Hanover, NH
What do you do professionally?
How long have you been running?
Since my mid-thirties. I turn 77 on January 5th 2018
How long have you been running competitively?
Since the mid 1980’s when I ran my first (and only) marathon. I didn’t consider myself “competitive” until I was over 60 and started placing in my age group in 10Ks and HMs.
Why do you run? I began running as a stress reliever, then discovered health benefits. My blood pressure rises if I’m inactive and gain weight. Running and sensible eating have always brought it down.
Best athletic accomplishment and why? Getting 1st place in my age group in the Mt Washington road race aged 73.
If you like to race, favorite race distance? Why? The HM. It’s challenging but doesn’t require the intense preparation of the full marathon.
If you like to race, notable race moment? OR most memorable race? Most memorable: Mt Washington and Covered Bridges half marathon (the “beautiful” race).
Training partners? I have trained most often with Mike and Betsy Gonnerman, Bill Young and UVRC.
Cross training activities? I go to Dartmouth Alumni gym to do core and upper body strength training. The instructors there are a great help in gaining optimum results.
Favorite local running route? Until now, running from Hanover to Lyme Road. MY cardiologist recently warned against it not because of my heart, but the chance of getting hit by a car!!
Favorite post run treat? Getting together
Strangest place ever run? Mt Washington. You never quite know what to expect, with both the weather and yourself!
Any notable streaks or other unusual running events? Was able to run Mt Washington 3 consecutive years
What made you start running? When I started running in the 1970’s it was popular, and as I mentioned it was a great stress relief.
Who is your running “idol”? I would say the late Bob Katz. I think he should inspire us all to keep moving as long as we can.
Are your reasons for running now the same or different than the reason you first started? I run more for fellowship now than when I first started running.
Why did you join UVRC? In my 60s I joined a running club when we lived in the Midwest and enjoyed the fellowship. UVRC now amply supplies that benefit.
Ever run in a costume? No way!
The only running shoe for me is? Adidas Ultra Boost
Ever been injured? How did it happen? A few mild problems with planar fasciitis.
Hot or cold weather runner? I think I do best when temperatures are mid 50’s F
Morning or evening runner? Morning is best for me
What is your motivation? To keep a sound mind and body as long as possible
How did you become interested in running? It’s something I’ve always been reasonably good at, even as a child. Once I made it a habit as an adult, I’ve been hooked
What is your favorite race? Mt Washington. It’s a challenge. Regardless if what some may say, it’s not crazy, try it!
Favorite running book/film? Born to Run (book), Chariots of Fire (film)
What does your daily workout consist of? At present, mainly treadmill running and exercise at the gym. My running is partly limited now because my cardiologist says I’m “on the cusp” of needing an aortic heart valve replacement
What is your diet like? I try to eat moderately with little meat, especially red meat. My wife makes sure we get plenty of vegetables.
Additional input or comments? UVRC has been a great experience. UVRC culture is super
What else should the club know about you? I’m eager to get a heart valve replacement so I can get back to running. Hopefully this will happen in the coming years.
Aside from running, what are your hobbies? Reading, especially science, history, philosophy. Have enjoyed going on archeology digs.
Ask The Coaches
Got a question for the coaches? Send it to email@example.com and I’ll send it on!
What are the best running New Year’s Resolutions that you or your athletes have made?
These aren’t really New Year’s resolutions, but at the beginning of the cross country season in college, we as a team would sit down and each write our season goals on a piece of paper. Those goals could be things like: “Do core 3 times a week” or “Break 22 minutes in the 6K” or “Win regionals!” Then we put those papers in our own bedrooms or kitchens or lockers, wherever we would see them each day. I’ve continued that since graduating and I write running and non-running goals for the year that I hang somewhere visible (right now my closet). It does help me focus on what I’m hoping to accomplish and during 2017 I met most of my running goals, which I think is due to seeing them frequently. As my Couch to 5Kers from this fall know, reaching your goals will be easier if you make your goals specific, measurable, attainable, relevant and time-based. What do you want to accomplish and what can you do each day to take steps (pun intended) toward that goal? Here we come, 2018!
Mary Peters ran cross country and track at Western Washington University, was an assistant coach for Hanover High School track, and coaches our own Couch 2 5K program in the fall.
Philly Marathon 2017
by Michael Musty
“I really have no business running a marathon,” I told my cousin Ben as we started one of our 6am (ish) runs in Bradford, VT. Ben recently turned 40, and with that age milestone came the real possibility for him to qualify to run Boston (of all races). I, on the other hand, have no illusions of such a qualifying time, but I do like to chase Ben if I feel healthy enough to go out at his training paces. I’ve run with Ben quite a bit in the past, but I like to err on the cautious side when it comes to races since I have a tendency to get injured. So naturally, after several months of running with Ben, I decided to sign up to run Philly with him at the last minute.
My weekly mileage the 16 weeks leading up to the race was as follows: 30.7mi (4h16m), 27.8mi (3h56m), 25.1mi (3h31m), 10mi (1h29m), 0mi (0h0m), 9.4mi (2h50m), 18.9mi (2h45m), 37.8mi (5h17m), 24.6mi (4h16m), 52.3mi (7h34m), 46.1mi (6h3m), 55mi (7h42m), 51.3mi (6h54m), 43.1mi (6h51m), 34.4mi (5h8m), 40.8mi (5h14m). Although weeks 4, 5, and 6 look pretty light, this coincided with some pretty strenuous hiking that I was lucky enough to do with Nicole Labrecque in the French alps. I was planning to run during the trip, but after hiking for 8 to 10 hours each day this turned out to be a bit much. This probably wasn’t the best way to prepare for the race, but I did get Nicole to agree to marry me on this trip. There was even a volunteer picking up flags for a UTMB race to snap our picture at the scene of the crime.
Sometimes (once in a while) running has to take the back seat. Although I might not have been singularly focused on training, I did manage to get some decent mileage in after we returned from our trip. I mostly tried to stick to whatever Ben was doing and cross-reference with Hanson’s beginner plan. In any case, I was able to get through the tough weeks without any problems and felt pretty good leading up to the race.
My goal for the race was to just pace myself accordingly. In the words of Steven Saffo, I was hoping to “just enjoy this one.” On race day I decided to go out at 7m45s mile pace and see if I could run even splits.
The race took place on November 19, 2017 starting at 7am. The weather was nearly perfect with the exception of strong winds throughout the day. I started with the second wave of runners (black bibs), 12oz of tailwind, 5 gels, and what I imagine was a bit of a goofy grin. At the beginning, the course takes a few loops in and out of the city. Nicole would know better since she lived in Philly for 6 years, but I didn’t pay too much attention since I just assumed I would know where to go. I tried to settle in at 7m45s mile pace and crossed the 10k mark at 47m35s (7m39s mile pace). From 10k to half there are a couple hills in the course, so perhaps my 1h40m39s split was a bit faster perceived effort than 7m40s mile pace. I made a friend (Russ) in the first half by depositing my tailwind bottle in a recycling bin instead of kicking it to the curb. We were both wearing yellow singlets, so obviously we chatted for a bit. I was too busy telling him about getting engaged that I ran right past Nicole in the crowd around mile 8. Around mile 14 the course does a long out and back to Manayunk which is great if you want to see your cousin ahead of you, but terrible if you are tired before you even get to the turnaround. At mile 15 I was chatting with Russ again, but was paying attention enough to give Nicole a quick kiss. Without missing a beat Russ says, “I won’t tell Nicole you are kissing people on the course.” You just can’t trust those yellow singlets! I came through the 30k mark at 2h23m35s which is 7m42s mile pace. I was feeling OK at this point, but better after the turnaround at mile 20. The wheels finally came off in the last 3 miles of the race. My watch had been pretty funky all day, but I believed it when it showed 8m28s, 8m32s, and 8m19s for the last 3 miles. From the 30k mark to the finish the timing mat had me at 8m9s mile pace which is kind of disappointing (at least according to my arbitrary goal). I ended up finishing (3 seconds behind Russ) with a time of 3h25m23s which is about 7m50s mile pace average. I made my way to one of the fountains near the Rocky steps and waited for Nicole to find me with some warm clothes! Ben met us there as well, and I found out that he ran 3h15m20s.
Although I was a little disappointed in how the race turned out, I still think the Mustys had a pretty good showing. At least good enough to have a photo at the top of the Rocky steps. The race was super fun, and I really enjoyed the training. Unfortunately, the day after the race the outside of my knee started bothering me. I thought a couple weeks off would do the trick, but I am taking more time. Of course it is frustrating to not be running, but I also see it as part of the progression. Maybe next time I’ll take my exercises more seriously or make sure I can go through a better training block. I’m not sure. What I do know is that I won’t be running races any time soon. But this is probably a good thing. After all, this wedding isn’t going to plan itself!
Upper Valley Running Series 2018
by Rob Daniels
As many of you know, long time UVRC stalwart Dave Sullivan has relocated out of the region. I’m covering one of his previous responsibilities as the club race series coordinator. To put together the 2018 series I asked for volunteers a little while back and have been joined by seven other Wooly Syrup Chuggers.
The series began in 2013 with six races and added an event for each of the next couple years. It has stayed at eight races since 2015, extending from March to November, and we plan to follow that template this year as well. Age groups are divided by decade with season end results based on the best six scores. Complete scoring rules can be found from the series link on our website along with results from past seasons. You might want to check it out to size up your competition!
We’ll get together in early January to make our tentative selections and contact race directors to see if they want to sign on. We’ll keep the emphasis on fun with a variety of courses, distances and locations. We’ll also decide how we want to recognize series winners as well as finishers. To be considered a finisher you must also complete at least six races. To earn race points and qualify for any prizes you must have your club dues paid for 2018. Before it starts we’ll also provide the option to sign up for the complete series through us at a discounted rate. Stay tuned for emails and come back to check our website.
It’s been a cold winter to start out and to give us something to look forward to we’re adding a non-points kickoff event. Please join us for the RedZone 5K on Saturday February 3rd in Hartford, VT at the Dothan Brook School. This won’t be part of the series sign up. You can pre-register by visiting the Hartford Recreation Department website. We plan to announce the entire list of series events at the race!
UVRC Jingle Bell Jog
by Bill Young
The pizza was cooking
As we flew through the night.
We looked like Las Vegas
With all of our lights.
Training for Marathons
Speedos and Pogues,
Fartlek’s plus Intervals
And happy Ho- Hos.
We heard runners exclaim
As fleet feet took flight,
Happy races to all
And to all a good night.
Two Miles and Six Inches of Snow
by Geoff Dunbar
The first email went out Monday from Tim Smith:
This is the second Tuesday of the Month and so the 2 Mile time trial!
What more can I say then that?
Note: No pub night because the Jingle Bell Run is on Thursday, Dec 14.
I know we are expecting “weather” for Tuesday night. But if the plows have been out, I am planning on being there.
On Tuesday, there were second thoughts (Tim Smith again):
I wouldn’t be at Occum Pond tonight.
If you are still going to be there, feel free to email this list.
I will be at the Jingle Bell Run on Thursday!
One slightly unhinged person replied (me):
I am quite possibly insane, and plan to be there. I intend to set my PR for “most snowfall during a 2 mile time trial”.
Response was swift, some of it even a bit judgmental:
Susannah Colby: I’ll be doing a TNTreadmill at home. Sorry I can’t make it. I’ll see you guys at the jingle bell run.
Scott King: Best of luck on setting that PR. I have chosen to shovel snow.
James Burnett: I am with Tim and will be at Jingle Bell Run on Thursday. Tim, et. al. We could do a 2 mile TT at Occum Pond at 5:30 pm on Thursday and then join the pack at Ramunto’s for JB Run at 6:30 pm. Interested?
Mary Peters: I like that idea, Jim! I ran easy this morning before it started coming down really hard.
Robyn Mosher: I would do this on Thursday too! Robyn
Lorna Young: Nutters
But lo, some rose to the challenge!
Brandt T. Slayton: Tri Team will be there tonight!
Lee Peters: Geoff I’ll see you out there!
In the end, 7 brave souls arrived for the snowy two mile time trial around Occom Pond. Some, even in footwear closer to crampons than running shoes. My personal two mile time trial record, set on the track, is 11 minutes flat. That night, I was happy to break 14 minutes. No picture exists of the blizzard two mile time trial, but I did take a picture on returning home, and I have to say, it really wasn’t that bad! Hahahaha; OK you got me, it was pretty horrible. See you all at the next time trial!
Sometimes You Need to Run
by Lorna Young
Spotted on a greeting card, designed by an unknown artist:
About This Newsletter
This newsletter is put out monthly (more or less) by the Upper Valley Running Club, the premier (and only) running club in the Connecticut River Upper Valley Region. This month, the newsletter was edited by Geoff Dunbar with assistance from Laura Petto. Any comments, questions, submissions, weather forecasts, etc, send to firstname.lastname@example.org.