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Tuesday, October 16, 2018

Cannonball Marathon Race Recap


The Cannonball Marathon.

It had been 16 months since my last marathon (Grandma's Marathon). I had rallied back from an emergency surgery. There had been several races done, a sprinkling of age group placings, and many miles run. It was go time.


The race site was in and around Country Park in Greensboro, North Carolina. We arrived on the scene around 7:30, giving us ample time to find the porta-potties, warm up and find the start line before the 8:00 start. The weather was absolutely perfect...mid-50F's at the start line (and in the mid/late 60F's when we all finished). There was a clear sky, plenty of sunshine, and a breeze out of the north.

When I say "we," I'm referring to the group of us from Iowa. Did I mention this race was in North Carolina? Some hometown friends of Barb (my main runner gal who does most of my miles with me) are on a quest to run races in all 50 states. The token guy in the group, Dick, has a sister in the vicinity of Greensboro...so the Cannonball Marathon was chosen. Also, this was going to be his and Jennifer's first-ever marathon! The other gal in the group, also named Barb, was running the half marathon. All of us were excited!
Ready for the start! (L-R) Barb-1, Barb-2, Dick, Jennifer, and myself
I felt ready. This had been my best-ever training cycle, for any of the races I had done. There had been consistent speedwork, newly-added HIIT workouts, and several races (of various distances) mixed in at opportune times. Although I didn't have any specific goals for finish times, I was hoping for a potential PR (4:33:32 was the time to beat).



We all lined up, paid tribute with the National Anthem, and we were off. The half marathoners and the full marathoners started together (there also was a 5K that started at 8:30).

The first four miles took us on asphalt trails through the woodland. The trails were anything but straight or flat, but very scenic. Right at the 4-mile mark was a porta-potty with no line. Even though I had taken care of business before the race start, my bladder was about to explode (sorry for the TMI), so I pulled over and took advantage.

Around the 4.5-mile mark, we crossed Lake Brandt Rd. and immediately had a short, but steep, downhill...back into the woods, towards Bur-Mil Park. We continued on the twisting trails, crossing a couple of bridges, until the turn-around near the 7.5-mile mark.

I can't remember when I started seeing the faster runners coming back from the turn-around, but the path did feel a little crowded at times with the (now) 2-way traffic. Although the trees were beautiful, and we had plenty of shade cover, the hills were really tough.  Having not been able to access much information about the race course, I had no idea how hilly these trails would be. My hamstrings were taking a serious beating.

Just before the 11-mile mark, I saw the same porta-potty I'd used before. Again, my bladder was borderline bulging, so I pulled over. Again, ugh. I had been grabbing water at all the water stations (every two miles), but had only been drinking a few a few sips at a time. The temps were comfortable, and by no means hot, so I had not felt thirsty...I was sipping the water to merely stay ahead of the hydration game, so it was a surprise how badly I needed both of those potty stops.

Anyways, onward! The course had turned, and near the 11.5-mile mark was where the half marathoners turned right (to head back to the finish line) and the full marathoners turned left (for approximately 14 additional miles on foot).

The thing is, there was a sign in the middle of the street (with the directions for each route), and a few people by the sign directing the racers to their desired route....but that was it. Once I turned to head out on the back half of the marathon route, there were no further signs. I crossed the intersection, and had to ask a volunteer if I needed to go straight or if there was a turn I hadn't seen.

All I could see was a long stretch of highway (with the farthest right lane closed off by orange cones), and a long, long hill. Seriously? We were out of the woods (literally), but the hills were going to continue? I passed the 12 and 13 mile marks, then finally saw an arrow to turn right. This brief out-and-back took us out (on another curving hill) and the turn-around was just past the 14-mile mark. The 15-mile mark was just after we turned back onto that hilly highway.

By this time, the hilly highway was gradually leaving the city limits. Also, the crowd of runners had drastically thinned out, and I was pretty much on my own. It was looking (and starting to feel) rather bleak...no crowd support, minimal traffic control and no signs (or painted arrows) to assure me I was headed in the right direction. At the 16-mile aid station, I asked the volunteer if we'd eventually be getting off the highway, and she assured me the route would be turning right ... further up the hill.

Finally, I spotted a policeman (at the top of the hill), and he had a route marker indicating to turn right. Just after the turn was the 17-mile sign...and another hill to climb. At least with all the uphills, there should be some downhills coming...eventually (at least that's what I kept telling myself).

As I approached the 18-mile mark, I passed a guy on the road. He looked much younger than me, and had a pretty fit build....but he was walking. As I passed him, I told him to "Hang in there! Only single digits of miles remain!" He didn't say anything.

I had been glancing at my watch at most of the mile marks, but I had pretty much given up on that PR. I had lost a good chunk of time with both of my potty stops (5-6 minutes?), and had been chatting briefly at some of the water stations with the volunteers (mainly because there was no one else to talk to LOL). And I had about had it with all the hills.

I can't remember exactly where, but I decided to start power walking the uphills for awhile (around mile 19 or 20?). At that point, I knew I could walk the uphills faster than I could run them, and I wanted to conserve some of my energy.

Then, around the 21-mile mark, the route curved onto a different road, a road with no shoulder to run on and no blocked-off traffic lanes. Oh, and more rolling hills. I kept passing other racers, and most of them were walking. When I got to the 22-mile marker, I grabbed a couple cups of Gatorade. It was blue Gatorade and tasted like heaven. I had started to feel a little light-headed, so I thought I needed more than just water at that point. I almost grabbed a third cup (opting for what I thought was yellow Gatorade)...only to hear the gal mention that the pickle juice hadn't gone over well. UGH...pickle juice??? I was so glad she'd made that comment BEFORE I'd drank it (I detest pickles, and probably would have been in danger of spitting it right back out and gagging).

It was at the 23-mile mark that the route turned back onto that hilly highway we'd climbed earlier (miles 12-17), but now we finally were rewarded with a decent downhill as we started the final trek back to the finish line. I ran most of the next two miles feeling like a new person. As I was approaching the 25-mile mark, though, the road started inclining again. I grabbed a few pretzels at the water stand and some more Gatorade. The gal asked me how I was feeling, and I told her that all these hills were a nightmare. She smiled and said,"Welcome to Greensboro! Unfortunately, you do have a couple hills remaining before the finish line..." She was being so nice about it, but I had just about had it with all the excessive hills (have I said that yet?).

I tried to run as much of that final mile as I could, but my mind (and my mojo) had completely shut down at that point. My finish time was gonna be way off and I was feeling mentally (and physically) done. As I made my way back into the park for the final stretch, I saw Barb-1 (at the top of the final hill). She immediately gave me a cheer and ran over to me and hugged me. Having run the half, she'd been done for a couple hours....and said she was so proud and impressed at the rest of us for "conquering" all 26 miles.

We ran the final ".2" miles together, then she cleared out of the way so they could get my picture as I crossed the finish line. I immediately saw Barb-2 (she'd finished about 13 minutes ahead of me). Dick and Jennifer were still out on the course. But I was done! I had finished my 8th marathon!

Oh, was this a tough adventure! Although I had trained on some hills, I did not train exclusively for a hilly course. None of us were able to access the route beforehand to know it would be as hilly as it was. Although I felt like I had trained well, this course was definitely not PR-friendly LOL

My finish time was much slower than I'd hoped, but I am totally alright with that. Even though my time wasn't fast (4:57:38), it showed I placed 6th out of the 11 women in my age group; and overall, I was 67th out of the 113 marathoners. Yes, THAT'S how tough this course was....there were still 40% of the runners finishing after me.

My overall thoughts on the event....
As I said, this was a tough course! Even if you're well-trained on hills, it would be difficult to snag a "fast" finish time or a PR, especially if you're running the full 26.2 miles. The fist 11 miles of the course were very scenic; the numerous trees along the trails were beautiful and provided great shade cover. The back half (of the full marathon course), though, was painfully boring. There was ZERO crowd support, and with the bulk of the racers doing the half marathon, the actual number of runners (doing the full) were few and far between. The route did have signs at every mile mark, but there were numerous long stretches with no signage (or banners or painted arrows, etc.) to assure me that I was, indeed, where I needed to be.

I would have liked to have seen more aid stations, especially in the final 10 miles or so, if for nothing else to break up the monotony. All of the aid station volunteers, though, were fantastic and helpful.

There were a few segments of the course that were potentially dangerous. Police officers were stationed at all of the crossings, but along those busy highways there really should be more traffic control.

My thoughts on my performance...
Obviously, I would have loved to have run this with a faster finish time. I alternated with Honey Stinger chews and SiS gels (at miles 3, 8, 14, 19.5), and then Gatorade at miles 22, 24 and 25, and never felt depleted of energy. My legs took a serious beating in the first half of the race, and seeing that long hill for miles 12-17 really messed with my head. I think it was more of a mental battle (than physical) in the final miles. When I was running, I think I was running strong, but I just was so DONE with all the hills that I simply didn't care towards the end.

This race did reinforce my will to finish what I started. I never felt like quitting (though the thought of peeling off at the 11.5-mile mark and doing the half marathon instead did cross my mind LOL). A mantra that came to me in those later miles was "Too Much Grit To Quit," and that really carried me through to the finish line.

In all honesty, I really am more of a runner than a racer. I get a lot of satisfaction in knowing I can run these kinds of distances and still walk the next day (as this goes to press, three days post-marathon, I feel almost as good as new). I don't need a desired finish time to validate my status as a legit runner. I'm just grateful I can choose to run. It really is quite a gift to be treasured.
We all finished!!!
The long-sleeved hoodies are nice (purple for ladies; grey for guys)
...and the medal is a beauty (different colored ribbons for the 13.1 and 5K)
So, that's what went down at the Cannonball Marathon. It probably was my hardest race to date, but oddly quite satisfying to know I had what it took to finish. Too much grit to quit.

Have you ever done an especially tough race, but felt extremely proud for the battle? What's your perfect race day weather...mild temps with sunshine, or cool temps with cloud cover? Ever been registered for a marathon, but decided (on course) to finish the half marathon instead?

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47 comments:

  1. Congrats on a strong race! I ran Rock N Roll Raleigh a few years ago and was surprised by the hills in North Carolina. I can't believe they were giving out pickle juice on the course! That would have been quite a surprise!

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    1. I have seen pickle juice before...it's supposed to be good for cramp-prevention

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  2. Just lop off 13.1, add a lot of sun & higher temps, delete the hills, and you have my last half. :)

    I think you did great! And now I also know this is not a half I want to run. You have to wonder why RDs, who are runners, after all, always put hills at the end? And while I do a lot of small races, so I'm used to very little spectator support and am often by myself (which I kind of like), I absolutely loathe races where I'm left wondering if I've gone the wrong way -- it is not a good feeling at all.

    Even though my NJ half was pretty miserable, the thought of quitting never entered my mind. Unless I'm injured, it never does.

    You finished a marathon and in my book, that makes you a rock star!

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    1. Thank you, Judy ;-) This race was so tough...but I am thankful I had the power to keep going. I never though of giving up, but I was really frustrated it took me so much longer than I'd hoped LOL

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  3. Congrats on conquering those hills. Yep, it's super hilly in North Carolina! Living where we do, it's hard to train for hills, at least those hills! Even though I knew about the hills of Big Sur and trained for them, they were still hard!

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  4. Congratulations on completing a really tough race! You rock! Those hills sound nasty. Just covering 26.2 miles is tough enough without having to constantly climb. Enjoy your post-marathon rest!

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    1. Yes, it felt like a non-stop climb...with very few downhills (but they must have been there...right?)

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  5. Great job! I'm not surprised that the course was hilly - kind of the nature of that area. I don't mind empty courses for half marathons, but I need a well supported second half if I'm doing a marathon. Won't be putting this race on my list...

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    1. I agree...13.1 miles of self-talk is manageable, but it got a bit lonely out there in the middle of nowhere LOL

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  6. PICKLE JUICE? WHAT? I don't even know what that is. Hooray for blue gatorade however. Well done, you strong and magnificent runner. That sounds seriously hard. I've got course profiles by googling race name and Strava and then finding someone else's recorded run (I can never find it IN strava, however). You are amazing! Love the shadow selfie, too!

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    1. Pickle juice is the "juice" remaining in the jar after the pickles are depleted LOL I have seen it on race courses before (usually long-distance courses) when the runners are craving electrulites and salt

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  7. I am SO proud of you Kim!! This sounds like a massively hard race. KUDOS to you!!

    I love pickle juice by the way - and so good for electrolyte replenishment. Not sure I'd have enjoyed it on the course though!!

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    1. Thanks so much, Renee ;-) It was massively hard LOL but it was a great test of my endurance and persistence ;-)

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  8. Congrats Kim! Way to persevere on a tough course. Greensboro is very hilly. In fact NC=hills. I learned from my ILs living there for 10 years. Too bad they didn't share those elevations on the website. The half sounds pretty but the back half sounds like an afterthought. Putting you out along a highway is mucho no bueno. Glad you're feeling so good!

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    1. I knew there would be hills, but these were like hills on steroids. The event has been going for 15 years, but it's only the third year for the full...so, yes, I think it was kind of an afterthought...

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  9. Congrats on toughing it out on such a challenging course - you are a rockstar! I hear you about being content to finish vrs times - even if I don't have the most amazing marathon finish, I always still feel super proud because at the end of the day, you just ran a freakin marathon!

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    1. Thanks, and I totally agree. I have had some tough races, but I am always grateful for the strength to cross the finish line. There is a lot of satisfaction is finishing a marathon (or an ultra), no matter how tough it was to get there.

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  10. Congrats on marathon number eight - you did great! I LOVED reading your recap and felt like I was right there with you. Ultra runners love pickle juice. As disgusting as drinking it sounds, it really does help with cramping or keeping cramping at bay.

    Unless I was injured or thought I would injure myself continuing, there's no way I could cut a race short mid-race. I'm just too stubborn and know I would hate myself afterward.

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    1. I have never cut a race course either...but the thought has crossed my mind a time or two (Hello, Route 66!)

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  11. Wow! I'm surprised by the lack of traffic control, especially in areas like that! The last thing they need is an injured runner due to a lack of control. Congratulations on crushing that course. Those hills sound brutal! We drove through Greensboro on the way out to Fries for my race. Those hills were a little tough to drive one. lol

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    1. Well, you're very generous in saying I "crushed" the course LOL There were lots of explicatives muttered....

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  12. Wow, so many hills. I did a 5k that went up a highway access road, and I didn't exactly feel safe dealing with the traffic. They only gave us one lane, and the drivers were careful, but it still made me nervous. I've had tough races and I'm proud that I battle through it. They may not have been the best race, but it's a good accomplishment.

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    1. Those finish lines feel oh-so-sweet when we have to fight for them ;-)

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  13. It can be kind of anxiety provoking to find yourself alone on a race course. You did have such a solid training block the past few months. I am so impressed with your comeback! I hope you are proud of all your accomplishments these past few months.

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    1. Thanks so much, Deborah ;-) You have been one of my biggest supporters through everything, and I am so grateful for your friendship ;-) Yes, although my finish time was not what I'd hoped, I am very proud of making it to the finish line. I just wish I'd counted how many hills I climbed to get there LOL

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  14. I completely understand what you mean about being a runner instead of a racer! That's 100% me as well! Great job on this race, especially with such a hilly course! Congrats on #8!

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    1. Thanks!!! The whole "racing" thing is just not my gig; I enjoy "running" too much to make it into a competition ;-)

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  15. You are amazing. 26.2 hilly miles. You should be very proud. So what's next?

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  16. I was recently in North Carolina but haven't ever tried running there. Congrats on conquering those hills and that marathon!!

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    1. The hills were no joke! I'm glad I was in condition to do 26 miles of them, but they were TOUGH.

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  17. LOVE THIS! Gosh, I felt like I was there for each of those tough miles!!! What a race - a true fight to the end. When I was at school, I struggled with Math. All the other subjects came a lot easier. In my final year I gave everything I had into studying math and in the end I got a C in the final exam. The C was a huge improvement from the F I had started with. This is many years ago but that "C" still means more to me than all the "A"s I got for the other subjects. I think because I had to fight so much harder. Your 8th marathon reminded me of this story :-) Well done my friend.

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    1. Awwwww, thanks so much ;-) As I have said, many times, anyone can run an "easy" race and brag about their fast finish times...but I (in retrospect LOL) appreciate the tough races...the ones that really make you dig deep and fight for that finish line. Nothing is taken for granted!

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  18. Great job Kim! You are such a dedicated runner and your training always inspires me... Way to go on 26.2 hilly miles!!

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    1. Thanks! I appreciate all the support and encouragement I get from people like you ;-)

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  19. Wow, congrats on finishing a tough marathon! Fantastic job!

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  20. You look so strong in your pics! I would have been SO over those hills too! Running through central park was pretty hilly and I was proud when I conquered those hills, so I know how you feel!

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    1. I just wish I would have had the forethought to research the area or the park where the race at least started ((duh!!)). I was able to endure those hills, but they were so frustrating!

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  21. Congrats! You conquered the hills. But wow, NO blocked traffic lanes...it's scary enough when they only block off one lane!

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    1. I know...there were two miles that were scary...rolling hills and lots of curves...yikes!

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  22. Wow, that race sounds brutal Kim! I am so proud of you for pushing through to the finish.

    I also like what you said about being a runner vs a racer. I find myself in the same boat. I no longer race for PRs but I still love raceday because of all the runners and of course, the medal.

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    1. Well, the PR's are in the back of my mind, but certainly are not a priority. I'd rather enjoy the race course and all the people than obsess over my finish time. Call me weird LOL

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  23. Welcome to my world ...hills, hills, and more hills! The South loves their hills! I know it's all relative, but 4:57 is a darn good finish time in my book! :) Congratulations on another marathon finish!

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    1. Honestly, I have been to the south, but have never run there LOL Those hills ain't nothin' while driving a car! You're totally right...all finish times are relative...this was just a bit of a buzzkill because I had trained so hard. Obviously a super hilly course is not gonna be PR-friendly...and that's alright. I made it to the finish line, so all was well ;-)

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  24. Congrats Kim! This sounds like a really challenging course. Hills are always tough. Way to conquer another 26.2!

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