After a much longer than anticipated drive out to Lac Brome due to construction traffic and an accident that closed a stretch of the highway, we arrived with plenty of time to pick up our bibs and to watch the kids (ages 7-15) 2km trail race. We could tell by their muddy legs (and the fact that one kid crossed the finish line carrying one of his shoes) that it was muddy on the trail, but really had no idea what the course was like. Since we didn't want to bring the camera out with us on the course, I decided to pose for a picture that created what I figured I'd look like on the trail. And yes, I know my colours coordinate beautifully - I'll be happy dispense fashion advice to all who need it:
|apparently i figured i'd be catching flies out on the trail|
I hadn't done much to specifically prepare for a trail race other than to buy bug spray, remember to bring a hat, and tie my shoes extra tight in case of mud. I somewhat regretted not running a few more hills in the last few weeks when I was out on the course, but since I was just out there to have fun and not break my face on a tree, I was ok with being a little slower and doing a little more huffing and puffing than I'd normally like to do.
The best part though was all the mud! When we hit the first mud section, a few of the people around us were not so impressed and tried to go around it. I decided to run right through it and was treated to mud up to my mid-calf. There were several similar sections throughout the loop - and then we got to do it again! (it was a two loop course) Since much of the trail was uneven and soft, the second pass through it was tougher - my legs were getting tired and it was harder to get through all that mud.
|pretty muddy - glad for the calf sleeves|
There were definitely a few sections in which I slowed to a walk to avoid falling or injuring myself and the last steep uphill kicked my ass a bit. But by the time we were heading down the last descent in the woods, I was still smiling and trying to run it in as fast as I could. When we came out of the forest and had to do the last 400 or so meters on the road, I saw a lady in pink up ahead and decided I needed to pass her before the end. Ahead of her was a lady in blue and I thought "but I probably don't have enough kick to get past blue shirt." Once I made it to pink-shirt, Jordan said "ok, now time for the lady in blue." Clearly, he had NOT heard what I had been thinking before...but I decided to give it a try. Sure enough, I caught up with blue and passed her. Just after I did that, I felt her surge a bit and thought "sorry lady, this last 400m has made me feel like barfing a bit...there's no way I'm letting you get by me" and managed to beat her to the line. I finished feeling slightly barfy but smiling.
Even though I was super muddy from the knees down, I don't think I got a speck of mud on my shorts or my shirt.
|sweaty, muddy, and smiling|