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2009 Noble Canyon 50K Re-Cap #31

2009-11-08T15:14:10-08:00

Is it The Run Down or do the So Cal Ultra Runners Grand Prix Series events each year just seem to get hotter and hotter? Or, with free radical-induced aging are we as ultra runners physically losing body mass, getting colder and colder and it just appears hotter? Not sure what the deal is, but if anybody was wondering about the validity of global warming, just start running the Noble Canyon 50K year after year and you’ll immediately buy into the ozone depletion theory. The 2007 and 2008 events were hot but the 2009 Noble Canyon 50K was a dry roast of venti (made-up Starbucks word) proportion. At this rate, the 2012 event will be run in a refrigerated fire suit or possibly at night completely naked. We thought the empty swimming pool at the Start/Finish line was a nice touch -- thanks Scotty.

In any event, San Diego isn’t synonymous with sweltering heat and frankly it’s generally cool year round but saunter out to Pine Valley Bible Center, home of the Noble Canyon 50K, and leave the electric blanket at home. Pull up a sizzling-hot, gallon-size boulder, coat the rock with PAM non-stick vegetable spray and fry up those quads over easy. You’re in for a great race but if you think 90 degrees at the association pool is uncomfortable, slide the water wings back on, grab a floatie and bask in your 95-beat-per-minute resting heart rate. You’ll be dialing 911 later in life but better from the comfort of your Posturepedic bed than the Pacific Coast Trail. “Rampart, this is Engine 51. We have a male victim…”

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The Noble Canyon 50K course is a tough but fair lollypop design and in reality is a tad farther than 50k (around 32.9 miles); it’s like asking for help at the DMV -- ask 10 people the actual distance and you’ll get 12 different answers in three languages. If your body fat registers between 6% and 8%, the course is completely runnable. There are some long climbs but the angle of ascent isn’t close to the San Mateo Wilderness Park's Teneja North. The course is very technical (roots & large rocks), 90% single track, 5% fire road, 4% asphalt and 1% biological leakage. The spectacular views differ drastically from mile to mile. One hour you’re paralleling a lazy creek, then next the Anza Borrego desert, then you’re traversing around massive Lake Laguna and then passing some dude puking on a brand-new pair of Solomons. The course provides a functional amount of shade but a number of exposed spots will remind you why roofs are such a nifty invention.

Colorado resident Jerry Armstrong's RV wasn’t horizontally hogging up 10 spaces so there were ample parking spots conveniently located just a short walk to the bib pickup area.

Despite being partially marked by near sighted PCT 50 Race Director “El Cubano,” the course was mapped out extremely well with generous amounts of pink ribbons and white chalk. If you get lost on this particular course you better get tested for dementia. The trail is not confusing and there are more ribbons hanging around than in Greg Hardesty’s hair during Friday Happy Hour. However, it never fails that somebody will pass through the Penny Pines aid station and take a left on the PCT despite multiple people yelling directions and waving neon signs, along with the Goodyear blimp and a billboard pointing to GO RIGHT.

With a total of seven aid stations, the course has plenty of H2O, electrolyte and fuel coverage. Aid station #4, at 16.5 miles, delivered a very pleasant surprise. We couldn’t decide whether to request an energy Gel, refill our water bottles or ask for an autograph. Manned by Surf City Marathon cover girl and newly self appointed Leona Divide 50-Miler RD Keira Henninger, along with fitness queen Shannon Waegner, it was easy for the guys to get momentarily distracted. Apparently, a private tree dance with select spectators was an option as Kirk Fortini was spotted swapping spit so long with a certain individual that he was asked to relocate his activities and the term trailhead suddenly took on an entirely new meaning.

The Run Down ran into Matt Davis before his coronation as a Bad Rat during a snowy 2007 PCT50 training run. We immediately picked up on his solid running ability and made a mental note to track his progress (more like stalking). Matt expertly captained the #1 aid station at mile 4. The first pass of runners through his domain were feeling good and most only waved while blowing past the dual canopies. However, that scenario drastically changed when the aid station transformed itself into aid station #7 on the return leg.

When The Run Down reached mile 29, Matt’s aid station looked like the 4077 MASH unit. I’ve never seen more runners slumped in chairs with wet towels draped over their drooping heads. We wondered if Ramadan had hit and we'd missed the memo. Marisa Willment was politely puking off to the side while apologizing in her cool South African accent. Is it me or is there something kind of sexy about women throwing up due to pure physical exertion? Watching some bar cougar blow shrimp cocktail at happy hour just doesn’t bring up the same emotion. Ok, off topic but we do that a lot.

In our book, Matt has one of the toughest volunteer jobs of the event. Did you see any trucks or support vehicles nearby? Nope, all the tables, water and TRD's Sub-Zero had to be manually hauled a few hundred yards across rocky terrain. Matt deserves a big attaboy for setting up the remote outpost, rehydrating the dehydrated and then being the last outpost to break down and go home. Matt gets the TRD effort of the race award and will be receiving two complimentary tickets to Barry Manilow's next concert.

Aid station #2 was under Cindy Yankee’s command. Cindy is a pro when it comes to race support. An expert swimmer, Cindy endured years of tense crew work while supporting ultra fast Jerry Armstrong; that’s like trying to keep the late Michael Jackson corralled at Chuck E. Cheese's. A swimmer supporting runners? I’m not sure The Run Down would be eager to even hold, much less wash, those tiny Speedos after a chlorine-drenched swim meet, so kudos to Cindy.

Most, if not all of the aid stations are captained by San Diego’s infamous Bad Rats; even running legends like Tracy Moore. All Rats are accomplished ultra runners or ex-restaurant help so service is timely, knowledgeable and top-notch. We recommend the Banana Gel Fosters and/or Salt Tab salad. The Pine Valley Bible Center Gymnasium is air conditioned, has booth seating and is a fantastic spot for finishers and fans to hang out; or make out if you're Kirk Fortini. The availability of private showers is a very unusual post-race option, which makes driving home and not becoming one with your car seat a wonderful thing.

Let’s talk results. What are the odds of a first-time ultra marathoner winning his or her very first event? Better yet, what are the odds of a first-time ultra marathoner edging out legends like Tom Nielsen and Eric Clifton? The odds can’t be very good, but that’s exactly what 53-year-old Marty Ellison did on Saturday, Sept. 6, 2009. Being passed by Tommy Nielsen on rocky single track brings on a feeling of helplessness but it’s also a sight of pure power and grace. Somewhere around mile 31, Martin witnessed firsthand how easy Tommy makes even the most technical section look. However, Martin returned the favor on running mechanics and showed Tommy how to fly on hard pavement, passing Tommy during the last mile of blacktop for the overall win in 4:48:54. Had the race ended at the Noble Canyon trailhead, the results would read differently. However, starting and ending on pavement seems to be a growing trend in ultra running, so we suggest a few of you get used to it. 1999 Badwater winner Eric Clifton (5:01:25) delivered his normal podium finish while running in those ultra cool welding goggles and blowing through aid stations; Eric must suck moisture from thin air or sip dew off plants while in perpetual motion. We like it but don’t get it.

Apparently, you have to be over 50 years old to win one of these grueling events. These “old guys” are just smoking adolescents in their 20s and 30s, which is pure testament to how fit and talented they really are. In the ultra world, 50 years old is the new 35 -- or at least it sounds good and gives The Run Down something to look forward to in 25 years.

As for the women, the top three all finished within 13 minutes of each other. Angela Shartel would win the event in 5:09:14 while women’s course record holder Michelle Barton cruised in for a solid second place showing at 5:19:26. After a full day of search and rescue efforts in the Saddleback Mountains on Wednesday, Michelle didn’t have her usual fire-in-the-eyes glare, though you know she toed the start line with full intentions of defending her 2007 title. However, Angela ran hard and smart on a very hot day and created enough of a lead to keep Michelle from being motivated enough to chase her down. Traci Dimino (5:22:34) would take third place -- a full 20 minutes ahead of her nearest threat.

We need to get more information on the women during these races so we can give equal coverage because quite frankly, they look and smell a ton better than Keith Kirby after a Krispy Kreme race. We’ll work on that.

Let’s face it, race day shirts and finisher trinkets to an ultra runner are more important than their kids’ SAT scores, personal tax refunds or Twitter updates. OK, we said it. Scott Mills’ swag is second to none. He takes personal interest in outdoing himself each year. This year’s finishers’ quick release tear gas container was top notch. I can’t wait to pull the pin the next time my kids don’t stop goofing around in their bunk beds. The 1981 “wake me up before I go go, don’t let me run that trail a solo” day glow technical race day shirt is second to none. It perfectly captured the week’s thematic search and rescue activities. And, what would the Noble Canyon 50K be without a fresh pair of Bad Rats’ can we make them any busier, polyblend socks. These puppies are too cool for collecting blood-dried toenails and make great hand puppets.

Rant

OK, so what’s with the hikers on the Big Laguna Lake Trail? Every year, no matter how tired you look, no matter how many bib numbers you have plastered all over your body, no matter how long the line of runners in front or behind you, the walkers on the Big Laguna Lake Trail will stand in the middle of the trail and force you to run around them; this year was the king of all trail clogs. The Run Down had the dubious pleasure of getting stuck behind two large dogs being fed lunch (yes, in metal bowls) right smack dab in the middle of the trail. If we were in overall third place, we could understand the confusion, but with at least 80 people in front of us, the pet owners must have noticed some consistency of racer traffic and maybe expected more tired, delirious people navigating the sometimes very thin single track. I wondered if Purina Dog Chow might be a good source of carbs as I detoured into the brush to avoid the slobber of Cujo and his twin brother.

And while we’re on the topic, what’s up with all the unmanned mountain bikes? Do the owners actually ride them or just stand around staring at them? Seriously, we must have said “hey man” to at least 10 full-body-armored bikers all hanging out either eating a snack or day dreaming about the Ultimate Fighting Championships. Personally, we have nothing against mountain bikers as long as they stay off the mountains. We enjoy all the gothic logos, thousand dollar Shimano derailers, weightless carbon fiber frames, vented helmets protecting defective thinking and of course that look of pure confusion as we go running past; they whisper quietly amongst themselves, “are these people for real, certainly they’ve seen or heard of the wheel?” Yes to a degree we understand bike mechanics but as runners we don’t coast downhill very well, have no idea or interests in fixing flats and we don’t score high enough on HALO 3 guzzling Monster energy drinks while obliterating hundreds of virtual soldiers and a few unfortunate digital civilians. OK, we have cool buds that mountain bike and are as fit and polite as the rest but you get the gist.

Honorable Mentions and Sightings

Don’t forget to watch the new reality show Hair Swap. We’ve been out of it but did San Diego Running Institute’s Dr. Victor Runco and Wildomar’s Kirk Fortini exchange hairdos, or what?

Legendary Ben Hian and The Run Down go way back; about four days if you count Saturday. Ben, the 2009 San Diego 100 winner, would listen to his body and walk it in for a 6:10:40. While many elite runners just call it a day when “not feeling it,” both Ben and Dean Dobberteen (also not in full form) would finish what they came to conquer. We just love guys who beat 80% of the field while walking it in. Need we say more?

Marisa Willment and Lorraine Gersitz did the joined-at-the-hip Siamese twin thing and kept each other company as neither felt too motivated even prior to the gun going off. It happens.

Toby Guillette (heir to the Gillette razor fortune) continues to get better and better. While we didn’t see his normal Hooter girls cheering section, he was still a crowd favorite. Watch out for this guy as he progressively gets faster and faster. With the added heat, Toby was still able to beat his 2008 time by seven minutes; that’s an entire half hour in dog years.

Always great to see the So Cal Trail Headz blocking single track and texting each within ten feet of each other: Jeff Smith, the iMichelle, Pam Everett, Kristen Trujillo, Keira Henninger, Shannon Waegner, Carmela Layson, Beiyi Zheng, club President Steve Harvey and his direct boss Annie Harvey. If I missed somebody it’s because I live in Orange County and have a difficult time thinking about anything aside from my new Viking BBQ with auto rotisserie.

Andy Kumeda represented this year’s paparazzi. The Polaroid camera was a bit retro but cool in its own right. Seriously, the guy lives near Pasadena and it's not like the Laguna Mountains are just around his corner and gas is free.

If there was a Mr. Cool in ultra running it would be Rob McNair. We have no idea how many races Rob has won, placed or showed in and most like neither does he. Not one to boast, Rob does his thing with the greatest of ease. We’re not sure if he actually sweats. Rob finished in overall twelfth and looked like he just finished bringing the trashcans back in.

Los Angeles’ Robert Blair recorded his typical top twenty finish, refueled and then most likely went for a 20-mile recovery run. If you train with Robert, be prepared to complete multiple ultras mid-week with an all night run sandwiched somewhere in between. Robert is training like a mad man for the inaugural Chimera 100K/100M on Dec 12, 2009 in Orange County's rugged Saddleback Mountains.

Steve Cunningham was limping around the Start/Finish with a foot injury all due to Dr. Nielsen’s faulty medical advice; couldn’t have been those 90-mile weeks; no way. Jenn Cunningham was having problems keeping her hat on with the wind but that's another story.

Since everyone was asking, 2009 Badwater finisher Dennis Koors was not present at this year’s Noble Canyon 50K. In fact, we don’t think he’s ever run the event. Maybe the distance isn’t far enough or the heat high enough. But whatever reason Dennis has for snubbing the event, all his friends completely understand; no big, nobody takes it personally, whatever, we’re good, who cares, have a nice day, whatever turns your crank. The “Congratulation Dennis” banner hanging in the gymnasium can be used next year as a slip and slide for the fine children of the Bible Center who actually show up.

Paul Escola, Jeremy Scarborough and Kara Scarborough all finished within seconds of each other. Used to training in Tijuana where running solo isn’t safe, the threesome sprinted from rock to rock yelling “cover me” in absolutely incredible time. All snuck undetected across the finish line, slid into the trunk of a waiting lowered Impala and were gone.

The Run Down made a new friend. Her name is Kam Sengthong. Kam is some nutty rock climber who’s getting her chalky hands wet with the whole ultra thing. We tailed her for the last few miles and then pulled a Marty passing her in the race’s final street section for the victory. She had no idea we were racing but that’s too bad. According to the Pine Valley Times (circulation 26) Kam has been spotted hang out with chick magnet Toby Guillette but we're calling her parents anyway to ask for a play date.

George Velasco maximized his cost per race minute by working the aid station cut offs flawlessly. George runs more ultras per year than most people do in a lifetime and is just a great guy who deserves a ton of credit for his true commitment to the sport and all the participants.

After a week of organizing conference calls, talking to ABC news and physically searching for a good friend in the Cleveland National Forest, Pam Everett was admittedly spent and ran uncharacteristically out of breath for much of the course. She still finished in just over 6 hours, didn’t get lost and was home playing Jenga when TRD kissed the rat. Pam is seen here trying to screw somebody else's cap on her water bottle.

The Noble Canyon 50K is a top-notch race regardless of hot weather or who’s president. Race director Scott Mills (loves running fire road), in conjunction with the San Diego Bad Rats, put on an excellent event year after year. Having run ultras since 1981, when handhelds were rinsed-out Ancha Mimi maple syrup bottles, General Mills has 32 100-milers under his belt along with who knows how many endurance events of lesser, yet daunting length. There aren’t any ultra logistics Scott and his crew haven’t seen firsthand and they put that knowledge and experience to work for the benefit of the runners. The addition of two more aid stations in 2008 really made a difference. Having missed the 2008 event, kissing the hanging rat before crossing the finishing line this year was a stimulating experience. We’ll be aiming for a top 20 finish next year to avoid the 95 levels of saliva that piled up on that over sized rodent’s mug; doesn’t anybody use wipies?

One gets the feeling that on Sunday, Sept. 27, 2009 the fine folks at the Pine Valley Bible Center said a prayer for the Noble Canyon 50K participants, asking that we find resolution to whatever compels us to torture our bodies, or that we locate the Lord very soon before killing ourselves. Little do they or others typically understand that ultra runners choose to experience whatever/whomever created this great planet first hand in a very intimate and personal manner. On Saturday, Scott Mills was our prophet and we followed his disciples (even if they were Rats) down the endurance path of physical exertion. Do I hear an Amen, Brother? Marty Ellison was Moses, and while he didn’t exactly part the Red Sea he certainly parted Noble Canyon, and as loyal followers we all jumped on his lead and found our own individual rocky path to redemption.

Or, more succinctly put, we ran 32.9 miles, grabbed a finisher’s retro bottle, scarfed a turkey sandwich and then called home to explain why we hadn’t left yet. Ultra marathons can be deep or just another long pain-in-the-rear run. It just depends on what’s going in your life.

Written, ran and reported by Charlie Nickell.

Edited by OC Register reporter and ultra runner Greg Hardesty.

Summary:

What: Noble Canyon 50K

When: Saturday, September 6, 2009

Where: Pine Valley (San Diego, CA)

Race Director: Scott (General) Mills

Short description for Attention Deficit Disorder readers: 10 miles up, run a 12.9 mile circle, 10 miles back down!

The Men
1) Marty Ellison / 4:48:54
2) Tom (Bad Rat) Nielsen / 4:49:35
3) Eric Clifton / 5:01:25

The Women
1) Angela Shartel / 5:09:14
2) Michelle Barton / 5:19:26
3) Tracy Dimino / 5:22:34

Complete Race Day Results Click Here

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2008 Mt. Disappointment 50k/50 Miler Re-Cap #30

2008-11-20T06:36:03-08:00

Intro by Charlie Nickell:

Mt. Disappointment never seems to disappoint the participants unless you’re in fact actually trying to have a good finishing time. We’ve never seen a 50-mile ultra where so many participants downgrade to the 50k option mid race than Mt. Dis; this challenged writer included. Can you try running a 10k and opt for the 100 yard dash? Without the 50k bailout, half the field would DNF at Red Box mile 21. It makes TRD ponder: If the 50k option didn’t exist, what would the early demolished 50-mile runners do at mile 26? It’s like exit stage right and after a nightmarish 5-mile climb up the Kenyon Get Devoured Trail it’s over; poor 50-mile bastards who tackled those additional 18 extra miles of exposed fire road.

We don’t know if it’s the sissy elevation, the terrain, Pasadena smog, Jalisco cheese or the weather but Mt. Dis could for all intents and purposes be the Karen Carpenter Endurance Run for the Cure. There are more people puking on the San Gabriel mountain single track than scores of recently hazed frat boys waking up on Sunday morning; the only difference would be the frat boys have their heads wrapped around the porcelain goddess while the Mt. Dis runners just sling chunky projectiles around and keep pressing forward. What’s up with these people?

The 2008 Mt. Disappointment 50k/50 miler once again lived up to its nomenclature. Some of the 50k times looked like 50-mile times. In hindsight, they put facilities like nearby Mt. Wilson Observatory on the top of remote mountain tops for a very good reason. That reason? It’s really high, remote, rugged and no place for group activities. If you have no interpersonal skills, love reading the Windows Vista operators manual or want to study the stars in complete peace it’s a great place to do that. Should 200 half-dressed people surround the place once a year and run like crazed gerbils dogging Richard Gere in some West Hollywood back alley? Methinksnot.

Personally, about the only bright side for this race was the performance of my new Four Moreno Swiftwick socks. Normally, when I get a new pair of socks that feel this good I just sleep in them and don’t even allow them to touch the carpet. However, having destroyed so many pairs of expensive running socks, I decided to see what the technology in these puppies would do in one of the toughest ultras So Cal has to offer.

Getting sick at mile six in a 50-mile race isn’t a great sign and forced me into taking the 50k shortcut inside a blistering 9½ hours of pure agony. The only thing that didn’t hurt the entire race was my feet. Peeling my shoes off post race, I was absolutely blown away how clean and fresh both my feet and Swiftwick socks looked. I actually thought maybe I had changed my socks at mile 21 but had forgotten about it; however, that turned out not to be the case. With no blisters and very little dirt trapped between my toes, I actually blew off my traditional practice of rinsing off my feet before stepping into my flip-flops. The socks themselves would have been considered by this crowd to be worthy of another go before washing. While the rest of my body was worked, from the ankle down it looked like I had only gone for a bike ride on the Newport Beach boardwalk.

Mt. Disappointment 2008 - Greg Hardesty:

We love bragging to our non-running friends about signing up for the Mt. Disappointment Endurance Run. They get a concerned look in their eyes, we say, “It’s an actual peak, near Mt. Wilson above Pasadena, pretty cool name, huh?” and they say “Oh,” and then behind our backs they speed-dial our shrinks, bolt the liquor cabinet, and recite the Stations of the Cross – yes, this ultra sounds that intimidating.

Of course, we don’t admit to our non-running friends that the thought of running Mt. Disappointment makes us want to pee our extra wicking-capable running shorts. Every year, we tell ourselves, “Oh not, it’s August – not again!” But like that scene in the “The Godfather Part III,” when Al Pacino bellows, “Just when I thought that I was out they pull me back in!” we keep coming back to Mt. Disappointment.

Although no one here at TRD has heard of any “Mt. Dis” runners turning into bullet-riddled corpses, we can attest that running this ultra probably feels similar. Hmm…run Mt. Disappointment, or suffer death by machine gun? Ah, the tough choices life presents us.

What is it about Mt. Dis that makes the runs so difficult? Is it the heat? The elevation (the start/finish is 5,650)? The proximity to Hollywood? Like the Bermuda Triangle, the electoral college system, and Pauly Shore’s celebrity, the answer forever may be a mystery.

Officially, the 50k course has about 5,700 feet of elevation gain and loss, and the 50-miler 8,700 feet – both completely within the Angeles National Forest. Don’t believe everything you read. Maybe it’s a misprint and they forgot to add extra zeroes.

Broken laces, a lost runner, teeming pools of vomit --- this year’s Mt. Disappointment runs, charitably held on what is historically the coolest day of the year, Aug. 9, had it all. Best of all, it had Race Director Gary Hilliard --- orchestrating his well-oiled machine once again. Gary gave the ultrarunning community a scare after last year’s race by crashing his motorcycle while heading to mark the AC100 course. A better ambassador of the sport of ultrarunning would be hard to find. So would a more sadistic course designer (although there’s a great case to be made for Santa Barbara 9 Trails’ Luis Escobar).

The start of both the 50k and 50-mile versions of Mt. Disappointment, a downhill paved section along Mt. Wilson Road, is comical in how uncharacteristic it is of what’s to come. Did we make a wrong turn and end up at the St. George Marathon? Nope. It’s just Hilliard toying with us. Many a runner has made the mistake of going too fast during this 2.5-mile section, only to hit Eaton Saddle (where the dirt begins) and go, “Oh no, I forgot I was running a hilly race in the mountains.”

A short climb later, to Markham Saddle, it’s time to take in a 360-degree view of seven peaks. Starbucks has a stand there (not). After a steep but shortish climb past San Gabriel Peak (6,000 feet), there’s a very fun (but slippery) downhill switchback section on the Mt. Disappointment Trail to the first aid station, Red Box (mile 5.7). This year, the carnage already started on this downhill portion, when a female runner fell and severely injured her ankle.

Speedster Rob McNair was among several runners who stopped to help the runner, sacrificing a lot of time. Despite this selfless act of gallantry and taking a wrong turn much later in the race, Rob still managed to catch up and pass some solid runners and finish strong in the 50-miler, with a time of 10:59. Rob is 54 years old. We don’t know what he eats or drinks, but when we grow up, we want to beon the crack he's on.

Everyone who runs Mt. Dis who has done his or her homework becomes so obsessed with surviving the last section that the guts of the run sort of blend together: fireroad, pavement, cheering volunteers, singletrack. Rinse and repeat. The end of both races, of course, is the infamous 3.1-mile climb up the Kenyon Devore Trail, a seemingly endless series of switchbacks. The total elevation gain on Kenyon is 1,910 feet, which works out to 616 feet per mile --- tough, even on fresh legs. Of course, the climb comes at the end of both ultras. Ouch! But we’re getting ahead of ourselves.

After the first aid station at Red Box, runners hit the Gabrielino Trail and hoof it to Switzer’s Picnic area, where a catered meal from the Corner Bakery awaits (not, although the aid stations here are top notch). The climb from the Clear Creek Aid Station (mile 10.8) on a twisting fire road that ends at Josephine Saddle (mile 13.5) is steep but affords some great views of the canyons and, in the distance, Paris Hilton seeking to grab some headlines through the thick smog covering the L.A. basin. Media whore!

We at TRD particularly enjoy the single-track section from Josephine Saddle, along the Colby Canyon Trail and the Strawberry Trail, which has great views of the Big Tujunga Canyon and beyond. Don’t ya love all these trail names? Who’s on the naming committee? Like, Strawberry Trail sounds like something concocted by a gummy bear – some sort of shaded Eden of treats and leg massages. Right! Big Tujunga Canyon? We could make a crude sexual joke here, but the TRD is above that. Anyway, the runners then make their way back to Red Box , which doubles as aid station at mile 21.25.

There comes a time, during combined ultras like Mt. Dis, when those who signed up for the 50-miler have a choice: Continue on, or drop down to the 50k. At Mt. Dis, this choice happens at the West Fork Aid Station, conveniently located at mile 26.1 --- just after you’ve run a marathon! Turn right or turn left. Vomit more or vomit less. Swiftwick Obama Socks or Swiftwick McCain Socks. Folks, life is full of tough choices, and this is just one more of them.

For the 50-milers – well, turning left at West Fork changes everything. It’s not “just” 19 more miles. It’s like having an additional kidney removed; it’s a whole’ nuther ordeal (but fun, of course – we do run ultras for fun, right?)

Leaving West Fork, runners climb four miles to the Newcomb Aid Station – the same Newcomb Aid Station in the AC100. Here, you can pretend to be a real stud/studette. Then it’s time to go back to reality for a 2-mile “make-up loop.” This doesn’t mean that Xy Weiss and other dirt divas freshen up on this portion of the course – it means runners do a 2-mile loop that brings them right back to Newcomb before tackling what proves to be the toughest portion of the 50-miler.

After a refreshing 1,200-foot downhill on fireroad, the 50-miler runners arrive at the lowest location on the entire course --- 2,800 feet ---- in the San Gabriel River Canyon. Then the fun begins. Over the next six miles, as the sun hits it peak, runners climb to 4,750 feet, to the Shortcut Aid Station (mile 40.9.) This part of the Mt. Dis 50-miler is, oh, how shall we phrase this: pure hell? Unadorned misery? Yeah, that sounds about right. Just as runners prepare for a spot to fall down and die, a makeshift aid station, at around mile 38, saves them from a merciful death. Hilliard, ever the genius, parked some Search and Rescue experts here under a canopy with ice-cold drinks to make sure runners would at least survive and make it to Shorcut. His strategy worked.

After that lovely ordeal, runners enjoyed a fun but technical single-track all the way to the base of the Kenyon Devore Trail, where all that separated them from the finish line was that last brutal uphill. But compared to the climb out of the San Gabriel River Canyon, it almost feels pleasant, as most of the trail is shady.

The stories from runners of this year’s Mt. Dis were thick with anecdotes of agony and conquest – the usual mix from a battle-scarred ultrarunner.

Ben Gaetos, last year’s winner of the “Get to the Finish Award” for most determined runner, finished the 50-miler in 12:54, compared to 14:24 in 2007 --- good for almost dead last. “My goal this year was to redeem myself from last year’s almost disastrous finish,” Ben said, referring to throwing up from halfway to the climb to Shortcut until the finish. “My blue shirt almost turned all white due to electrolyte loss,” Ben recalled. “Man, that was the worst feeling.” Yes, like most ultrarunners, Ben is blessed with amnesia.

Kirk Fortini (14:22, in the 50-miler) waxed poetic about Mt. Dis, a return venue for the veteran ultrarunner from the Salton Sea or somewhere like that: “The best part of every race is the sea of familiar faces. You realize that, while solitary in nature, our endeavor is not a function at which we are the center. Rather, we feed into it as much as we get out of it." Are you getting Brokeback Mountain vibes here?

“Indeed,” said Kirk, whipping himself into a lather, “we feed from one another’s energy. And, to share a few words of nervousness, encouragement, or humor with our fellow athletes only helps to emphasize that we need each other all the more.”

Jeez, Fortini – sounds like you’ve been watching too many episodes of Dr. Phil. For his punishment, the laces on Kirk’s Salomons broke before he ever left the pavement. So, for more than 48 miles, he had to deal with that nagging problem.

“It’s cool, though,” Kirk says, “because when I bent over to fix the things, a mountain biker used my behind to park his bike. Must have thought it was a bike rack.”

To add to the surreal factor of Mt. Dis, two of the Search and Rescue officials who were working the death-march stretch to Shortcut shared his surname. Wow, trippy man!

Gina Natera-Armenta, coming off a fabulous San Diego 100, where she was the top female finisher, got sucked into the mysterious vortex that is Mt. Dis. She dropped to the 50k, finishing in a respectable 8:09, after feeling crappy from the start. Gina says she felt overheated only two to three miles into the race. She ended up going to the hospital after peeing blood. Now, we ultrarunners can be hardcore, and sometimes stupid, but when the crimson tide flows, it’s always wise to call it a day and get checked out. Here’s hoping for a quick recovery, Gina!

Bill Ramsey, who runs his own city in south Orange County (“The Real Bureaucrats of OC,” a TV pilot in the works, is based on his life), said, “Thank God that Gary offers both a 50M and 50K option and allows runners to change their minds mid-race. I had never changed events in mid-race, but there’s always a first time, and MD50 was it for me.

“Don’t know if it was the fast downhill asphalt start or the terrain or the heat, but my butt was fairly kicked by the time I arrived at the 26-mile aid station. I had lots of company, though.”

Ramsey also pulled a McNair, helping out a runner in distress. He and Bud Phillips (12:15, 50-miler) came upon 30-year-old Nicole Luque sitting in the middle of the trail sobbing and unable to get up due to severe leg cramps. The two decidedly older gents tended to her and eventually coaxed her to stand, and with an arm over each of their shoulders, walked Nicole a distance down the trail until she was able to walk off the cramps.

“When she assured us she could move on her own,” Ramsey said, “we wished her the best and headed down the trail. Later, at the finish, I saw her come running across the finish line. What a studette.”

Indeed: Nicole finished the 50k in 7:25, less than a half hour behind Bill, who finished in 6:59.

All in all it was a successful day for anybody who just made it off that darm mountain alive. Yes, there are super-human androids like David Goggins who was home cutting the lawn before most people hit the 20-mile mark but his performance along with others like Kyle Hoang we've come to know and expect. We'd break those guys legs if they weren't such stand-up guys and world-class athletes. Plus, we can't catch them anyway.

So, it's time to lick our wounds, break out the Mona Vie Pilates video and get back to our triple-padded burber carpeting in the safety of our Orange County living rooms. It's time for some quality reading to get in tune with the deeper, more important things in life: "OK kids, who moved my SKY MALL magazine?"

Stumbled and reported by Charlie Nickell.

Ran and reported by OC Register writer Greg Hardesty.

What: Mt. Disappointment 50k/50 Miler

When: August 2008

Where: Angeles National Forest, CA

Race Director: Gary Hilliard

Course Short Description: Cement, Climb, Puke, Short Cut & Die!

The Swiftwick Top Finishers:

50-miler Men
1.) Jorge Pacheco         7:41:00
2.) Troy Howard              8:27:44
3.) Kyle Hoang                   8:55:52

Women
1.) Renee Roberts                10:18.26
2.) Juliette Morgan                10:42:11
3.) Jannifer Heiner                 10:46:12

50-K

Men
1.) Jonathan Mitchell          4:55:20
2.) David Goggins                4:56:13
3.) Cheppo Jimenez                5:03:59

Women
1.) Janice Anderson      6:33:01
2.) Lynn Lognan             6:54:48
3.) Maya Kass                 7:00:04

Web site: http://www.mtdisappointment50k.com

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So, you want to run 100 miles!

2008-06-03T20:38:55-07:00

Having recently entered our first 100-Mile ultra (San Diego 100), we asked a few respected veteran runners for any advice that would increase our odds of avoiding the dreaded DNF. We were expecting some “good luck” and “have fun” ata boys but not with this crowd. The responses were so real we’re considering a 24-hour dart tournament instead. But, since many of our readers may be considering their first 100-Miler or maybe trying to improve upon their last one, we’re sharing the honest advice from some very straight forward people.

Bill Ramsey

Since 1995, over the course of having run twenty-three 100 milers, including eleven sub-24s, I’ve developed a personal approach to preparing for and running 100-Milers. Along the way, I’ve been blessed to have run a best of 18:34:15 at the 1997 Rocky Raccoon 100, finish ten consecutive Angeles Crest 100s, and complete my first four attempts at the Western States 100 in under 24 hours. In June 2007, I arrived at Squaw Valley with more intensive training than any of my prior four WSER runs. I was over trained and ran 26:23 after arriving at Foresthill just under 24 hour pace, but walking most of the final 30 miles.

I’ve found that preparation and strategy are key elements to running successful 100 milers. Success at 100 miles doesn’t just happen, it’s the result of good planning. Before going further, I want to acknowledge Earl Towner, a great ultrarunner with top 10 finishes at both Western States and Leadville for his advice, wisdom, and encouragement. It has been invaluable in helping me to get the most out of my ability. Following the tips outlined below, I’ve continued to get good results and have satisfying race experiences. In July 2006, I covered 100 miles in 20:54 and 110 miles in 24 hours during the 24-hour Relay for Life in hot, humid conditions, and raised almost $8,000 for the American Cancer Society. At 54 years old and with over 25 years of running and racing, training is an important part of the equation. However, pacing, nutrition, hydration, electrolytes, foot care, and other factors are all critical to success at the 100 mile distance. I hope these tips will help you develop a successful race strategy and finish your 100 miler with a smile on your face and the deep sense of satisfaction that only a 100 mile finish can give you

Training: Generally, it’s necessary to get your weekly running mileage up to a minimum of 65-75 miles about five or six weeks before the 100 and hold that mileage for three weekends, and then take a three week taper. In terms of long runs, 50 milers can be good but can take a lot out of you if you don't run them very easy and provide adequate recovery in between 50s. I'll typically do three 50 milers in three months in preparation for WS100. It’s not necessary to run more than 30 miles on any given day within eight weeks of WS100. If your body and legs can handle the training load, then pushing your weekly mileage up to 80-90 miles will pay big dividends. But don’t risk injury or over-training for high mileage. Some folks run the Miwok 100k in early May as a “tune-up” for WSER. I think it’s too many miles to close to the race.

A three week taper (90 to 60 to 30 miles, or 75 to 50 to 25) generally seems ideal. You can adjust the taper based on your own total mileage I’ve had excellent success with my longest training runs being 22-28 miles, and typically rest on Monday with an occasional rest day on Friday. The Monday/Friday rest has always worked well to rest up for and recover from especially long mileage over the weekend. Occasionally, you can throw in an easy Friday before the big weekend. On the 5th weekend before a 100 miler, I like to do 16-20 on Friday, 24-30 on Saturday, and 18-20 on Sunday for 58-70 miles in 3 days to simulate race conditions. The Sunday run is done on relatively dead legs and teaches your body and head how to make those legs turnover just when you thought they had nothing left in them. During training runs, I often visualize myself running the upcoming race. Visualization can be a great confidence builder.

Pace: I always run the first half of a 100 miler with a "training" frame-of-mind. I don’t worry about where I am at place-wise and who’s in front of me or passing me. At WSER, it’s been common for me to have 28 and 29 hour folks in front of me early in the race. You want to run with purpose and keep moving, and not hang out at aid stations any longer than you have to. Try not to spend more than 1-2 minutes in any aid station except those where you may be doing a sock/shoe change or taking care of other business. If you’re merely filling water bottles, make sure they’re empty as you approach the aid station with the caps off. I typically pull my gel and salt out of my waist pack as I approach. Be careful who handles your bottles and don’t hesitate to tell them to take their time. You don’t need to make a NASCAR pit-stop. You want them to be careful. The “training pace” mindset will keep you from over-extending yourself. You want to get to the mid-point of the race feeling pretty fresh. At the 50 or 55 mile aid station, you want to put on your race-face and begin to push the pace. You’ll be amazed at how many folks pushed too hard too early and are struggling. You’ll likely begin passing folks which will naturally build your confidence. I always have three goals for any race. At WSER, those goals are sub-24, sub-26, and sub-30. If you find your first goal slipping out of hand, you’ll have to establish a new goal to keep you motivated and moving.

Nutrition: Stay with liquids (gels and/or drink powders) during the day, and only some light solids at night (chicken soup), unless you know your system can easily handle solid food. You’re body can only do one thing well at a time. If you put solid food in your stomach, it will divert more blood away from other major organs and muscles to help digestion. Do not introduce anything new on race day! If you haven't consumed it during training, don't consume it on race day. There are folks who have been in great shape to go sub-24 and dropped at WS100 from serious stomach distress from violating this rule. At the major aid stations (Duncan, Michigan Bluff, and Rucky Chucky), while I’m changing socks and re-lubing my feet, I’ll drink a can of Ensure or Boost in a bottle poured over ice. They’re a good, digestible source of calories.
I use E-gel (Crank Sports) and although it's designed to be eaten like all gels, I put it in my water bottles and mix it with water. This cuts the sweetness and makes it much more palatable, which means I'll drink it continuously without reservation. At night, I’ll pour warm Mountain Dew over ice in my bottles. The ice melts and results in cold 50-50% blend of Dew and water which is more digestible than straight Dew. The combination of sugar and caffeine is outstanding. Remember to try this during your training runs to see how well your stomach will handle the fructose and caffeine.

Hydration: Staying well hydrated is critical at 100 miles. Set your repeat timer function on your watch so that it "beeps" every 10 minutes and drink when it beeps, a little if it’s cool (2-4 oz.) and a lot if its hot (6-10 oz.). No one is capable of remembering to drink on a regular basis during a 100. The watch will provide a continuous reminder. If you're losing weight, you're dehydrating, and if you're gaining weight, you’re probably taking too much electrolyte and retaining fluids. If your fingers are feeling puffy and its difficult to close your fist without felling tightness in your hand, you’ve got to much electrolyte in you and you need to cut back.

Electrolytes: There are all kinds of slick pills out there (tablets and caplets), but I don't use them because it’s difficult to determine when and how much to take. It’s too easy to consume too little or much. Because E-gel has electrolyte, I don't worry about having to take supplemental electrolyte unless it's very warm (over 80 F). Then I supplement with a little table salt that I always carry in a 35mm plastic film can. About a ¼ teaspoon in every 2nd or 3rd 24 oz. water bottle with E-gel when air temps are over 80 degrees and you’re sweating profusely works great. If your using plain gel (Hammer, GU, etc.), add the ¼ tsp of salt to each 24 oz. Water bottle. More importantly, by putting the salt in your water bottle, you’re continuously "metering-in" fluids, electrolytes, and calories, just what your body needs.

Foot Care: Not taking care of your feet will bounce you out of a 100 faster than you can say “DNF!” After having my feet fall apart in my first 100, I've tried everything and have settled on sock changes every 25 miles or so which equates to 3 sock changes in a 100. It will take you about 10 to 12 minutes to change socks but it will be well worth it. I prefer thin Coolmax socks to remove the moisture from my feet to the shoe as quickly as possible. Heavy socks are cushiony and feel good, but will also hold more moisture against your skin raising the potential for blisters. Everybody blisters at different spots. Know where your hotspots are and take care of them. Let your crew or aid station folks fill your water bottles while you change. Remember, give them precise instructions on what you want in those bottles. I use Desitin diaper ointment (40% zinc oxide) and cover my toes and the ball of my foot which tend to be my problem areas. If your heels get hot, put it there to. If your experiencing chafing on the inside of your thighs or between your butt cheeks, put Desitin there too. Hell, that’s what it was originally designed for and this is not the time to be modest. If you have an emerging chafing problem, you have to take care of it. In a 100, especially if it’s humid, you will chafe and it will become a problem if not addressed. At Massanutten in 2000, the temps and humidity were both well into the 90s. Of 128 runners, only 61 finished. The chafing between my thighs and around my waist from my water bottle pack was awful. I have a buddy who had to drop at 74 miles at the AC100 in 1999 because his butt chafed so bad it was blistered (i.e. monkey-butt). Gaiters will keep a lot of dirt and crap out of your shoes and help immensely in blister avoidance (www.dirtygirlgaiters.com).

Splits: Don’t get stressed if you’ve developed goal time splits, and you’re not hitting them. It’s OK, the race won’t start until past 50 miles. Remember, it’s easy to lose a lot of time in aid stations, so get in and get out. “Beware the chair.” I refuse to sit in a chair at an aid station unless I’m tending my feet/changing socks. You want to stay in an aid station only as long as it takes to do what you have to do, no longer. At WSER, I’ll change socks and re-lube my feet at Duncan Canyon (24m), Michigan Bluff (55m), and the far side of Rucky Chucky (78m) which takes 10 to 12 minutes. Otherwise, I spend no more than 1-2 minutes in an aid station.

Nighttime: You’ll move more slowly at night than during the day. Don’t worry, be happy. However, if you’ve run the first 50 miles or so like a long training run, you’ll find yourself passing other runners. It will be a huge lift psychologically. Remember to continue to eat and drink. A headlamp and handheld LED flashlight work great, the headlamp for distance, and the handheld for close in. Let the arm holding your flashlight hang a little more loosely at your side and use your wrist to control the light’s trajectory. Try not to keep your bicep flexed continuously or it will ache the entire next day. I carry 8-10 Vivarin or No-Doz (200 mg caffeine) tablets and if I find myself losing my mental focus, I take a caffeine pill. Because I drink Mountain Dew over ice at night, I typically don’t need caffeine pills. However, aid stations don’t always have Dew available.

Weather/Clothing: Be prepared for all possible conditions. Unexpected storms have been known to roll in on race day at many events. Getting cold and wet will make life miserable. But if you have the right gear, you'll be comfortable and able to focus on running instead of trying your best not to be miserable. Typically, WSER has hot weather during the day, and warm or seasonal temps at night. Rarely will you need a light jacket. But every 10 or 15 years, you can experience a cool, wet race. You’ll want to have that lightweight, wind-resistant, water-resistant shell. It will be a life saver. If in doubt, fold it up, stick it in your waist belt, and take it with you. In 1999, a cool front moved through the Angeles National Forest during the day and by night time, it was drizzling. I left my jacket at Chantry Flat (74 miles) where the air temps felt warm. But as I climbed Mt. Wilson, and the climb out of Idlehour, wet branches dropped cold water on me leaving me shivering and hypothermic. Fortunately, a fellow runner had a spare jacket in his drop bag at the 90 mile aid station which totally saved my butt.

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Robert Harris

The one big difference (besides the obvious doubling of the distance) is the night portion (e.g. figuring out lighting). After multiple hundred attempts (with a smattering of finishes thrown in) I'd say there are really two main things I worry about. One is obvious; food. How can I consume enough calories throughout the night (especially when nothing seems appetizing anymore)? I've tried a lot of strategies and still haven't nailed this one. The second big issue I have is getting cold at aid stations in the wee hours. At 2 a.m. muscles start to tighten as soon as you stop moving and the cold seems to creep in quickly. If you are going to have a crew, I suggest they have a blanket to throw on you as soon as you come into the aid station to retain your body warmth. If I don't do this, I have a very hard time starting to run again. The longer the pause, the harder it will be to restart. Having the blanket keeps the muscles warm and allows you to start running immediately upon leaving the aid station without all the discomfort. If you don't have a crew, then maybe toss on a jacket you are carrying with you and try to get out of the aid station as quickly as possible (maybe send your pacer ahead to get stuff ready for you at the aid station so you can hit and go).

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Robert Baird

Good news: Since you guys have placed yourself on the ultrarunning fast track and really worked on your physical and mental conditioning over the past year or so, you will not have an extremely low point during your run in the San Diego 100.

Bad news: You will have (3) extremely low points. Everyone does. The trick is to tell yourself:

a. This is normal
b. I’m on schedule
c. Everyone feels the same thing
d. This is temporary

The 100-Mile finishers are the ones who fight through items a-d above.

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Carmela Layson

Have three goals in terms of your finishing times at SD100. Stay focused and don’t be disheartened. If Goal one slowly falls out of sight, focus on goal two. If goal two becomes impractical, re-focus on goal three. Expect to feel very bad at certain points in the race as you may experience some very difficult patches. Remember, they’re temporary and will pass. Don’t make a hasty decision on whether or not to continue when you’re feeling bad. Take a break at an aid station and work on getting your sh_t back together. Have a strategy for taking care of your feet, staying hydrated, getting calories, and maintaining electrolytes and execute it. And most importantly, never stop believing in yourself. You’re guys are solid, steady, talented ultrarunners and you’re capable of finishing strong at SD100.

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Ted Liao

Doing a hundred is more about problem solving and mental strength. Race plans almost never go as you planned as something unexpected or a problem always pops up. When you face a problem, think positive and be creative to conquer it. When you think negative, you will most likely crash and burn. Just keep your legs fresh and think positive. Do some mental exercises. Imagine the worst that can happen and how you would be strong and overcome it.

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Lori Heinselman-Craig

When you want to quit -- and you will at some point during the night -- just picture yourself crossing the finish line and how psyched you're going to feel about your accomplishment.

Also, BEWARE the CHAIR! Lots of aid stations have chairs for runners to sit on at the later stages of the race. DON'T SIT DOWN!! Stay on your feet and keep moving thru the aid stations and down the course.

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Keira Henninger

BEWARE OF THE CHAIR. Whatever you do don't sit down and just keep pushing forward. Little by little, aid station to aid station. Do not look past that...one cheeseburger at a time baby!!! You are so fierce and strong! Think of all you've been through in life, all the struggles you've made it through. This thing is gravy compared to what a strong willed persistent person can do. Persistence, passion and will are far more needed in finishing a 100-Miler than talent. You're going to surprise yourself out there with the strength you have buried in you (and trust me it will find it's way out in the wee hours of the night). So, how's my concerned Sinead O'Connor look?

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Rob (Robo) Cowan

I would pack No Doz as a last resort - I had never used them before but at Coyote Two Moon they saved my butt when I started hallucinating and sleep-walking. I have a very strong stomach and had no side effects at all.

You are going to have so much fun on your first 100 - it is such a grand adventure and when you pass 50 miles (or whatever is your longest run to date) it’s just incredible to think with each new step you’re breaking your own personal distance record. All I can say is don't get too nervous or over think it, just go out there and enjoy it! You only get your first 100 once! Almost forgot, take 12 RECOVER-ease after the race so you can run on Monday.

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Jennifer (Jenn100) Forman

I luv 100 milers....I don't know why but I find them easier than 50-Milers. I think because your body just relaxes and gets into a groove and the time just flies by. Don't race it! Don't think of it as a race, just a long fun run.

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2008 PCT50 Re-Cap #29

2008-05-16T19:28:00-07:00

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If you’re not entrenched in the sport of ultra-running, the PCT50 doesn’t seem to mean a whole bunch. My Budweiser lamp neighbor thought the PCT50 was a NASCAR event. My mom informed us that PCT50 is the active, streak-free ingredient in Windex. And, my car detailer asked me if you’re supposed to smoke or snort PCT50; either way, he wanted two grams. You would think because the Pacific Crest Trail, conceived by Clinton C. Clarke in 1932, covers 2,650 miles from the Mexican border up to Canada, everyone would’ve crossed its path and remembered it. No such luck. Guess the PCT needs a Starbucks to become part of the collective conscience.

John “El Cubano” Martinez’s PCT50 is one of the most deceiving 50-milers on Earth. And again, due to the “no pain, no gain” mentality in ultra-running, that’s hunky dory. Maybe it’s The Run Down, but each year those PCT50 single-track rocks seem to swell in size and number; they’re alive and multiplying. Again, forget the official online PCT50 course description. El Cubano needs an extended timeout for that misrepresentation of reality. The PCT50’s gain of approximately 5,600 feet is so evenly spread that you’re climbing 80% of the time. Even when you’re lucky enough to find yourself running downhill, an incline pops up and you bitch under your breath, “You’ve gotta be kidding me!”

With the PCT50, you better not take your eyes off the trail for more than a few seconds. It’s so technical and undulating that if you lose concentration and get casual, it's kneecap pizza. The whole scenario makes it tough (again, a good thing) to get into a relaxed rhythm. There are a whopping four 200-yard sections that offer a groomed, sprintable surface but like married sex, it’s over in a flash and then followed by endless miles of fossilized triceratops spines.

And as if that weren’t enough, we had the distinct pleasure of running into three rattlesnakes perfectly coiled smack dab in the middle of the trail. Perfect! We need a few more challenges in these races, so poisonous reptiles were a welcome touch. But, after seeing one snake, everything else resembling a bent line became a snake. Two blue-belly lizards humping? Provocative, but a snake! Rock crevasse? Must be a snake. Random twig? Freaking snake! That’s the issue with so many San Diego Bad Rats milling about: The trail becomes a moving rodent buffet for attracting our dual-fanged friends.

If you had to park on the far side of the street bridge and walk in the cold a quarter-mile to the check-in station, that’s because “Team Armstrong” was hogging 17½ prime parking spots for his unauthorized Mobile Endurance Institute. Complete with chef, experienced crew, prime rib rotisserie and post-race ice pants, Jerry has more staff members than we have friends. It’s a good thing his prize winnings and sponsor float the boat; that would be his stellar wife, Team Jenn!

Let’s break down the course in layperson’s terms:

Boulder Oaks to Fred Canyon Road (6.6 miles) – Pretend you’re climbing an endless set of broken stairs. Great view on the right during the final two miles, uphill, technical.

Fred Canyon to Dale’s Kitchen (7.3 miles) – Hardest section of the course; a few downs but mostly uphill, very technical in spots, and no kitchen appliances in sight.

Dale’s to Todd’s Cabin (3.8 miles) – Shade and trees, finally; some flat areas but it’s the PCT50, so don’t get excited. Some short, technical uphill sections.

Todd’s to Penny Pines (5.2 miles) – Emerge from the forest to witness the nuclear blast fall-line of the Anza-Borrego desert on your right; a couple of rocky sweeping downhill sections and a short uphill section toward the end.

Penny Pines to Turnaround (2.1 miles) – Rolling terrain; you’re a mouse in an outdoor maze with a clear view of hamsters negotiating the trails.

Turnaround to Penny Pines (2.1 miles) — Dodge people coming the other way; nice downhill into Penny Pines for drop bag and/or pacer.

Penny Pines back to Todd’s Cabin (5.2 miles) – Two nasty climbs. The day’s sun is likely pounding the exposed ridge. On your left, the Anza-Borrego desert looks like a nice place if you’re from Iraq. Easy to see where PCT50 entry fees are going: Todd’s Cabins’ new look resembles a Ritz-Carlton beach bungalow; aid station staff wearing Tommy Bahamas.

Todd’s Cabin back to Dale’s Kitchen (3.8 miles) – Short downhill. If you feel like DNFing at Todd’s, there’s a good chance you can walk off the demons between the two aid stations; get up and get moving. Sorry about the 24-degree climb out of Todd’s, but stairs haven’t been invented.

Dale’s Kitchen to Fred Canyon Road (7.3 miles) – Feels more like 730 miles.

Fred Canyon to Boulder Oaks (6.6 miles) – You'll be in a much better mood when covering this section earlier in the day. While you're away, they'll bring in a few extra rocks. You’ll never be happier while running directly under a freeway bridge.

OK, Let’s check in with the other PCT50 cast of characters:

The Hulk showed up with neon-green arm sleeves that after a few miles got rolled down and looked like “Flashdance” leg warmers. Pacing iKarly, Dean Dobberteen would deny his client the hat request despite direct sunlight punishing her citrus Vitargo soak. Dean’s reply: “No way, I don’t have any hair gel, keep moving.” You’ve got to love those sacrificial pacers. We’re still not sure which one of the duo looked hotter.

We could write a novel about Tracy Moore (7:32). On Saturday, Tracy was moving with such ease it was embarrassing. When he passed us (going the opposite direction) we couldn’t spot sweat on his shirt or dirt around his socks, his hair looked groomed (sorry, Kirk) and his trail etiquette reminded us of Mr. Rogers. “Hi neighbor, can you say ultra? I like the way you say that. Today, we’re going to hang the sweater in the closet and grab our trail shoes. Come on, let’s run 50 miles together and see some of our favorite friends like Queen Sara & Henrietta Pussycat. Won’t you be my neighbor, could you be mine, would you be mine?”

Honestly, is there a friendly, more even-tempered runner in the universe? Forget the talent and training, Tracy gets the good-guy award and shucks the cliché, “Nice guys finish last.” Tracy would tear the PCT50 to shreds, leaving everyone and everything in his hospitable wake. Maybe we didn’t originally know it but from mile one, everybody — including some podium elite runners — were all fighting for second place; overall first was a goner. Tracy would smash last year’s winning time by almost 20 minutes (that’s two miles, folks). Look out, 2008 WS100 and AC100 – Mr. Moore, that’s Tracy Moore – is coming to a neighborhood near you and he prefers his milk shaken, not stirred.

Akos Konya (7:53) came in third. We're in shock but yes, did short Injinji stock on Friday. Akos is the epitome of mechanical perfection in motion; his legs and arms alternate in effortless synchronicity. Apparently, "The Matrix” was no science fiction movie. That’s not Akos passing you, it's agent Smith. “Mr. Anderson, do you actually plan on beating me today, all of me?”

Kyle Hoang's (8:01) longish hair and GENr8 yellow tech shirt appear to be working out for the downhill speedster. Kyle would beat his last year’s blistering time by 10 minutes and improve his overall finishing place by a few spots.

It's easy to spot someone who knows what they’re doing. Scott Mills (8:21) is one of those guys. From gear to course mannerisms, it's always about control, calm and light-hearted confidence with Scott. He should consider putting on a race or something. Scott noticed The Run Down tech shirts rivaling the Bad Rat’s apparel line in trail frequency and immediately slapped an injunction on all TRD wear for the San Diego 100 & Noble Canyon 50k. That's fine, we've got pink "Dancing with the Stars" CoolMax shirts that absolutely rip.

Iso Yucra-Rivera (8:41) would be the top TRD bidder for Runners World Magazine's Andrew Hersams' running jacket. At mile three, we caught up with Iso and demanded he immediately pay the $15.50 winning bid. He tried the old "You take Diners Club?" but we would have none of it and slammed his PayPal account for 50 bucks; those late fees are killers.

Let’s analyze Jerry Armstrong’s (8:57:39) post-race words of wisdom: “Ya think running a full marathon with that climb to the turnaround in 3:40 may have been a bad idea?” Jeez, we’re not sure! But, if trying to drop at Dale’s Kitchen was part of Team Armstrong’s intricate race-day plans, then we guess not. Jerry would hit his 15’ x 40’ trailer wall at mile 36.7. Cindy Yankee would pump him full of SPIZ, play a Tony Robbins clip and send him on his way. Jerry would rebound and finish strong. We’re guessing that a longer rig taking up 30 parking spots would’ve improved JA's finishing time. We can’t wait to see Jerry’s C-130 Hercules transport plane at the SD100. If you’re participating in that event, ride a scooter if you want to park anywhere near the start/finish.

Turns out Mark Barnett (8:57:49) is my boss' neighbor; yes, I hold a job. Looks like we’ll have to be polite to Mr. Barnett, who's obviously the real deal. Mark, let Bill Rubin know if there's anything you need for that cold.

One of the best trail climbers we know, Kevin Nasman (9:16), comfortably in second place most of the race, was the beneficiary of a Steven King-size asthma attack around mile 38. If this had been a 50k, Kevin would’ve surprised a few folks. He’s a scary solid runner and life coach for soon-to-make-his-ultra debut, 25k speedster Ryan Yohn.

Robert Schipsi (9:19) had a nice follow-up to a tough Leona run. He looks prepared for SD100 and is TRD's pick for a top-10 finish.

Ted Liao (9:50) stopped an errant Border Patrol bullet whizzing straight for Elijah Liao (11:41) as Elijah emerged from an off-path potty break. Both runners share the exact same surname but deny any blood lines. Life partners? It's running, we're cool with whatever.

Andy Kumeda (10:16) was the most relaxed guy on the course. Just look at Andy's oozing LA coolness while outside the Penny Pines aid station; he's doing a 9-minute mile right there. It's all so easy for Mr. C2M.

In Michelle Barton’s own words. “This is Dan Brenden and Mrs. Brenden. He’s a maniac at hundreds...worse than Robo. He races like crazy and is running the Grand Slam this year for the 4th time. He always finishes, too! Dan’s taper for Western States includes two 100-milers (Old Dominion and San Diego). He’s great and his wife is a sweetie. He always carries her across the finish line. It’s really touching.”

It’s always good seeing San Diego Running Institute's Dr. Victor Runco (10:26) adjusting the course. The studly doctor always looks in control and The Run Down had the pleasure of hanging out with the overachieving physician near the turnaround. We would’ve liked to continue running with Victor, but his shoe-fitting crew nailed us at Penny Pines and we got stalled buying a new pair of Brooks and a sports bra; man, they’re good!

On the drive home, Robert Cowan (10:29) was pulled over and cited for operating a motorized vehicle while under the influence of RECOVER-ease. Robo is seen here trying to inhale the evidence. It looks like this was his half-day supply. We think Officer Armstrong was confiscating the contraband for personal gain.

Robert Harris (10:35) had to explain to TRD his scientific theory of moisture, heat, BTUs and energy loss as it relates to exercising and how it all rolls into wearing the proper shirt come race day. Robert wasn’t wearing a shirt during the PCT50. We're confused, but he does work for the government.

How many So Cal ultras will we have to follow Bud Phillip's (10:40) infamous white cloth neck guard up some rocky mountain trail? Evidenced by no photo, we've never actually seen his face as we're always behind the super senior. Bud's taking on a headless horseman persona with TRD.

Back to trail running after a two-year hiatus earning his master’s degree, Ben Stegner (11:04) was looking fit. We’re not sure how smart he got, as he was running 50 miles, but rumor is Ben can now name all the indigenous PCT plants in Latin. He must be fascinating to run with.

Jeff Gilbert (11:59) almost pulled a DNS but was reported to be eating all the good pieces of pork and the biggest slices of pizza under the finishers' tent.

Robert Baird's (11:56) second 50-miler in three weeks ended in success. We're not sure where on Balboa Island he trains but maybe there's a hefty pile of trust funds for hill repeats. Whatever he does, it's working.

Poway's Paul Escola (11:57) had so much Dr. Runco duct tape, bondo and staples adhered to both feet we doubt he needed trail shoes on Saturday. Paul would complete the PCT50 with a pre-existing injury most folks would’ve used for an excuse to watch the NBA playoffs. He’s a proud member of the SoCal Trail Headz, so what do you expect?

Does Dmitri Chechuy (11:59) own another race-day shirt? Maybe he’s sponsored by Pepto-Bismol or is hiding track marks with the long sleeves. We don't know but Dmitri, with plans of dropping, was kicked out of the final aid station by the hardcore women of the SoCal Trail Headz; girl power! Check out his, from the heart, PCT50 re-cap.

Xy Weiss (12:37) was dressed down for this year’s event. While she did give Kirk Fortini a quick table dance inside Dale's, her blue digs were in stark contrast to the leopard skin and pink Victoria's Secrets running gear we’ve come to know and love. Does the Dirty Girl look mad at us?

Eric Lumba (12:47) should have been home working on the SoCal Trail Headz new logo but instead used the PCT50 as an excuse to kick an imaginary case of "creative block." We have his email address.

Kirk Fortini (13:18) had such an easy race that after crossing the finishing line he would sprawl out on Old Highway 80 to even out his tan. It’s too bad all those pesky medical personal reviving him were blocking the sun. Kirk would do his normal post-race recovery routine and down an entire bottle of Listerine. Isn't it important to have good breath before receiving mouth-to-mouth?

Fred Pollard (13:52), with bib number protruding from his hat, reminded us of our car when we pick it up from the service center; number cone magnetically attached to the roof. Fred appears to be running well but with his weekend habits we're recommending he purchase an extended warranty. Fred's a legend.

When we initially spotted Glenda Kimmerly at Penny Pines, we began spinning in the morbid possibility that maybe we were still running in 2008's Leona Divide 50-Miler. Only after downing some Hammer Heed, with its varying flavor choices (unlike Gatorade, don't get us started), did we realize Palmdale, thank the good Lord, was more than 300 miles away.

We may have to change Ohio Bob’s nickname. He spends more time in California than we do. Bob was cruising the PCT50 course, giving words of encouragement to all the other Midwesterners who flew out for the event. Mr. Bob Combs would complete Virginia's Masanutten 100 in 31:20 (41st) the very next Saturday. We're begining to think he's from Kenya.

Pat Knoff didn't have a finishing time because he was too busy working his rear off. Normally, Pat's dragging Jerry Armstrong out of some mountain stream but today he decided to do something easier and just take care of a hundred runners. Pat personifies unselfishness and our hats off to him.

Did El Cubano physically move the entire race? We all ran 50 miles and his collective mileage appeared to be in the neighborhood of 145 feet. We can’t wait to bug John, who's pacing PCT50 sweeper Jill Childers in June’s SD100. Maybe Jill’s planning on some type of shortcut so El Cubano can keep up. That comment's going to cost us.

Yorba Linda’s endurance king Eric Kosters would tear up the initial 26 miles of the PCT50 only to discover blood in his urine; not good. If it’s a 50k he continues and finishes the race in the top 15. But, it’s a 50-miler so he wisely bids good luck to the field, hugs his family at Penny Pines, and sips a cold one while we stumble around Todd’s cabin looking for an IV. Who's the smart one now?

What a huge surprise: Team Fierce - Michelle Barton (9:05:10) and Keira Henninger (9:05:50) would dominate their respective field while also trouncing 95% of the men. What’s their silly motto? “Girls rule and boys drool.” If these two were professional golfers they’d play on the men’s tour. We think they enjoy passing the guys more than actually winning. In doing some research, we discovered the name origin of VITARGO (their sponsor) and the acronym is all very consistent with their “let’s get it on” attitude; Very Intense Training Always Runs Guys Over. We should’ve seen that one coming. Overall first female (iMichelle) and overall second place female (iKarly) would be decided by less than one second per mile; think about it.

Marisa Willment (10:42) looked sharp in her color-coordinated outfit. Is it us or does Marisa look like buffed-out Linda Hamilton in The Terminator? No migraines (me-grains) for Marisa on this day but that didn’t stop the native South African from hurling Biltong. Are we boycotting the Sun City 50k? We can’t remember: Are we still supposed to be pissed off about apartheid? Marisa?

It happened again! My iPod DNFd at mile 38 and I had too much time for uninterrupted thought. Have you noticed the price of food and refreshments inside an airport? The charges ignore all economic factors just outside their walls. At the Oakland Airport, I bought the world’s worst tuna sandwich for $14.95. Where else was I going to go? What were my available options? The 12-oz. bottled water was $4.75. We pay these prices and nobody blinks.

The topic got me snowballing (easy to do). What could an aid station charge for a cup of water? I mean, if they played hardball? After running for five hours, I’d pay just about anything for liquid; $24.95 to fill my Nathan bottle, no problem. What would my available options be? No thanks, I’ll wander over here and dig a well. In fact, you could charge $100 for 12 ounces of water, as the alternative is dehydration or death. Talk about a captive audience! I’m just saying, there’s money being left on the table.

Sooner or later, all good things seem to come to an end. It’s not far off before you’ll need a swipe card or Mobil Speed Pass to check into an aid station with cumulative frequent runner miles for discounts on races or crappy, overpriced merchandise. Ultra technology is coming and with it comes added expense and hassle. The PCT is just a Cat 5 network cable connecting Mexico (386, 1MB RAM, 600 MG Hard Drive) with Canada (IBM Blade Server) and it’s a matter of time before secured transactions start competing for single-track bandwidth. $65.00 is a smoking deal for San Diego’s PCT50, but get prepared. The aid station’s business model could morph into Edwards Theater popcorn pricing, so start carrying cash or MasterCard for the ensuing $68 Heed, $105 PB&J or the easy payment plan on the finisher’s pulled-pork sandwich. El Cubano is here to help but he doesn’t take America Express.

Time for the Weasel List. The folks below should’ve run in The PCT50 miler but didn’t. Injured, family responsibilities, financial woes, race next week --- all a bunch of girlyman excuses. Everyone of these veterans can complete an ultra and finish in the top echelon on short notice. We’re not buying into their stories.

1. Dean Dobberteen – Felt pacing was better for overall skin tone. Plus, resting up for “American Idol” tryouts.
2. Lambert Timmermans – Needed a more remote run to increase odds of not making it home alive.
3. Bill Ramsey – Busy running some city called Dana Point. BFD!
4. Jorge Pacheco – Too close to Mexico! What’s that supposed to mean?
5. Kevin McGuinness - Carving out a new 50k, all-sand course on Coronado Island.
6. Dennis Koors – Saving himself for the SD100, where he’s announced he’ll beat Karl Meltzer’s 2007 time; Dennis needs to back off the RECOVER-ease.

As for my personal trail escapades, they’re never exciting. As a running neophyte, my race-day milestones are a bit off compared to the athletes in this sport. I did pass three hikers like they were standing still (they were); if only they could afford skis to go with those shiny poles. Almost beat 26-ultras-a-year Rob Cowan to the first aid station. My Garmin 301 crossed the motivational line by flashing “Are you indoors?” How slow do you have to be moving for a 133-million-dollar GPS satellite to ask if you've potentially ducked inside? Only wasted one hour throwing up with not one chunk hitting my coveted Solomon XT Wings. And, didn’t have to use the actual Ziploc bag as a final potty break wipe. All in all, a respectable day.

As expected, the SoCal Trail Headz showed up in droves. Congratulations and/or thanks to the following members for participating and/or volunteering at 2008 The PCT50.

1. Michelle Barton - Laguna Niguel
2. Dmitri Chechuy – Ladera Ranch
3. Rob Cowan – Coto de Caza
4. Chris Diaz—Coto de Caza
5. Alexa Dickerson & BF – Lake Forest (v)
6. Paul Escola – Poway
7. Pam Everett – Laguna Niguel (v, in charge of Greg)
8. Jennifer Forman – Riverside
9. Leon Gray -- Fullerton (v)
10. Kirk Fortini – Wildomar
11. Greg Hardesty – Silverado Canyon (v, tried to DNF)
12. Keira Henninger - Laguna Niguel
13. Eric Kosters – Yorba Linda
14. Ted Liao- Monrovia
15. Eric Lumba – Newport Beach
16. Michelle Mecham – Huntington Beach (v)
17. Kevin Nasman – Alternate Dimension
18. Charlie Nickell – Ladera Ranch
19. Sue Rudolph– Huntington Beach (v)
20. Robert Schipsi – Laguna Beach
21. Ben Stengler - Murrieta
22. Marisa Willment - Mission Viejo
23. Beiyi Zheng - Irvine (v)

(v) Volunteer

If you want to experience the benefits of training with an organized, accomplished and focused trail running group, send inquiries to cgnick@yahoo.com or visit www.socaltrailheadz.org.

The Pretty Crazy Terrain 50 (PCT50) is a must-do ultra. All sarcasm aside, we love the event and every year have a blast torturing ourselves. There’s no pure out-and-back quite like it anywhere else in Southern California. The aid stations have classic spacing, are manned by experienced ultra runners and stocked with all the necessary goodies. If you plan properly and know what you're doing, the course is difficult but fair. We dig the red technical PCT50 shirts as you can do the fake Target employee thing and shotgun a few Mountain Dews while pretending to restock sodas on Sunday.

The PCT50 throws a lot of runners (including myself) into a tailspin. Folks fail to recognize that you’re running a ridge adjacent to the Anza-Borrego desert. Don’t let the trees and lush foliage in your field of vision fool you. It may be San Diego County, but you’re not at Solano Beach dodging great whites. You could, for all intents and purposes, be in the Kalahari as the moistureless air sucks water right out of your pores. If you don’t up your water and salt intake, you’re going to have a very rough day. Rumor has it smart guy Tracy Moore was taking five salt pills per hour and no, he wasn’t filming a commercial for S-Caps.

We think the sport of ultra-running may have been invented by women; it tends to be dramatically overcomplicated. Desert dune buggy racing: Bud Lite or Coors Lite? Surfing: Long board, twin fin, cold or warm water wax? Cycling: Spandex Target or Cinzano jersey? Ultra-Running: Salt pills or electrolyte drink? Liquid fuel or energy bars? Aid station food or pack your own? Salt every 30, 60 or 90 minutes? Gel with caffeine? Ibuprofen or Aleve? Concerned about kidneys, or not concerned? Gloves no gloves? New shoes or broken-in ones? Keira stalker or iMichelle fanatic? Music no music? iPod Shuffle or Nano? Get up early and drive or stay the night before? Carbo load Thursday or Friday? Drop bag, no drop bag? Chill drinks or aid station ice? Red Bull or Monster? Handhelds or hydration pack? Wipes or leaves? Hat, visor or nada? Out fast or start slow? Sunscreen or tanning lotion…? It's neverending.

On the drive back to Orange County, I pondered the various things I could’ve or should’ve done differently. All those thoughts started swirling in my head and suddenly I was doing 35 mph in the fast lane. To mentally detach from the day’s events, it was time for a call home to touch base with my wife, Lisa. I dialed up her cell phone and awaited her familiar voice. Unexpectedly, my 2-year-old daughter, Bennett, answered the phone with a basic, “Hello.” I responded, “Hi baby, it's daddy, where are you?” And, in her unique wisdom she replied, “I’m here daddy, I’m right here.'' And all of a sudden, life was simple again.

Written, ran and reported by Charlie Nickell.

Helped park your car and edited by OC Register reporter Greg Hardesty.

2008 PCT50 Summary

When: Saturday, May 10. / 5 a.m. or 6 a.m. start.

Where: Laguna Mountains, CA (east of San Diego) bordering the Anza-Borrego Desert.

Race Director: John “El Cubano” Martinez

Course Description: 100% single-track run on the Pacific Crest Trail through hilly mountains ranging in elevation from 3,000 to 6,000 feet. Course features a 25-mile out-and-back and a working water faucet. Trained snakes courtesy of Zoboomafoo and extra rocks provided by The Home Depot.

Number of starters: 108
Number of finishers: 93
Success rate: 86%

The RECOVER-ease Top Finishers:

Top three male finishers:
1) Tracy Moore 7:32
2) Steve Cunningham 7:49
3) Akos Konya 7:53

Top three female finishers:
1) Michelle Barton 9:05:10
2) Keira Henninger 9:05:50
3) Renee Roberts 9:20

For Complete Race Day Results Click Here.

Web site: http://www.PCT50.com

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