Lyndon Ellefson 5K

The Lyndon Ellefson race was a race I had heard all about, but never had the pleasure of doing.  The race holds a 5K and a half marathon.  I decided to do the 5K event.  It would turn out to be a race of near epic results.  My wife was recruited to be the race photographer for this event.  She does a lot of photography for me so I figured that she would be a good person to do the photography for this event.  She also is a great supporter.  Both Kaia and I planned to participate in our individual races today.  I was excited right off the bat in that I saw a fellow runner named Brett Ridout at the event today.  He and I have run against each other in several races over the course of the summer.  I knew when I saw him there that he would push me and I would push him.  We typically have finished within a few seconds of each other at several races in the past. 

The race director mentioned at the beginning of the race that there would be a fire truck leading the race.  He said that the fire truck would try to stay ahead of the majority of the runners, but that other runners could pass it if they wished.  As Brett and I took an early lead, I told him, "you heard the director.  Go ahead and pass the fire truck."  Brett urged me to do the same.  We exchanged jokes about this and went ahead with the run.  We race pretty much side by side for the first mile and Brett pulled a little bit of a lead.  Brett pulled the lead out to about 20 seconds at one point as I was developing some stomach cramps midway through the race.  Like any runner, I pushed through them and continued running.  At one point a couple of blocks before the finish of the race, I looked at my watch and saw the time.  I saw it looked like I had not run as hard as I had felt I had, as it looked like I was going to finish with a time much above my all-time personal best of 18:01 which I ran during a race on Thanksgiving several years ago.  I did give a hard charge at the end, however, and narrowed the gap considerably.  Brett gave a final look at he would cross the line first in 19:01

I crossed the line in 19:11, which was at about half the gap that I had at one point.

I finished second which was fine, but disappointing.  I had hoped that if I had not developed some midrace cramps, I would have held my position a little better, but the biggest disappointment was yet to come.  As people started finishing, everyone started doing the post-race visiting that usually happens after a race.  A few people with GPS watches stated the course length had been 3.3 miles.  That is frustrating, as it is nice if the distance is what the directors actually say it is.  I visited with several people who stated they had gotten 3.3 miles.  I had to check for myself.  I used my vehicle to check the distance and drove the route not just once, but twice and yes, it was 3.3 miles.  The one thing about hosting a race for someone like myself whom I consider to be a fairly serious runner is that it is important to have a course that is as accurate as possible.  It is a turnoff to several runners if you have an inaccurate course distance.  Some race directors will even own up to the difference in distance and state that the course runs a little long or a little short, but nothing was said here.  For me, the frustrating thing about this race is that my time of 19:11 over 3.3 miles would be much less if you converted the time to a distance of 3.1 miles.  If I convert the time for the course to what it would have taken me to go 3.1 miles, my time converts to 18:01.24.  How frustrating is this!  Even if the course had ended at 3.1 miles (which it did not), I would have finished in 24/100ths of a second slower than my all time PR.  While this tells me that I actually had a much better race than I thought I had originally, I still would have been about a quarter of a second slower than my all time PR.  Well, I should be satisfied with the fact my effort on this day nearly bettered my previous best, but had I been closer to the finish and knew I was in this situation, I wonder now if I would have been able to muster a little more effort to do even better yet.  Maybe next time I should have a GPS watch on verify the distance myself.

Kaia finally had a kids race following mine which she ran and had a great time.  She took off running well and got herself a medal; she calls it a necklace.  This was her first race that she didn't finish last in.  She finished in the middle of the pack on a couple of loops around an indoor running track.

Warrior Dash

Angela talked me into doing the Warrior Dash this afternoon.  I have done two races in one day before, but I do not think I have done two races in two different states before.  Since I gave a good effort at today's earlier race, I didn't have a lot extra in the tank, but this was supposed to be a race for fun.  Angela and I were going to initially do this race together since we had originally registered with some friends who we thought would watch Kaia while we did this.  However, these friends were unable to come.  Therefore, we each had to do the race individually.
When we got to the race, Kaia didn't know what to think.  People were walking around covered in mud, mud, and more mud.  Angela ran the race first.  She managed to keep herself fairly clean through most of the race, but that was soon to change. 







She decided a sliding approach to the final mud pits was the safest way to go.










But then she had to finally walk through the mud pit.  Sorry Angela, but you are about to get dirty.











Upon existing the last of the mud pits, she is covered almost from head to toe. 













Kaia didn't know what to think of mom's new look.  She sure was dirty.  Angela finished the 5K course in a time of 34:12.10.  She was 353rd out of 3911 females.  Pretty good there, Angela!

















Then it was my turn.  I tackled the obstacles with determination (or at least a desire to not get burned in the fire).










I decided to jump across the mud pits.  I never did the long jump in high school track, so unfortunately I still landed in the water at the end of the pit.









I then scaled the walls in the mud pit obstacle.  I finished in at time of 23:24.00.  This was good for 30th out of 3166 males and 32nd out of 7077 overall during the event.  Also, not bad considering I ran another 5K earlier in the day.









All that was left now was the cold showers.  Angela wished she was at home where the water was warmer, but she had to settle for cold water out of a fire hose.  The look on her face says it all.
















What a great day to be a Warrior and complete the Warrior Dash.  We all had a blast and love the hats.

Brill Harvest Fest 5K

I have always enjoyed the Woolly Mammoth race.  This year, I decided to have Arrowhead Family Dental sponsor the Nordic Walk 5K.  I won this race the year before and decided this would be a wonderful event to sponsor in order to help promote this event to others interested in the sport of nordic walking.  I worked with the business "Out There" to be the primary sponsor for the event.  The tough decision rested in determining which event to do.  I guess the thought in my mind was that I would need to run the 5K and not do the nordic walk.  I want to see the nordic walk championships grow since this is an event that nearly everyone can do.  It doesn't take specialized material.  Truthfully, if a competitor had a comfortable pair of walking shoes and a walking stick of some kind, that would be enough to participate in the event.  I would like to see more people take up this activity to promote physical fitness.
My wife and daughter came to this event to cheer me on. This would be the first of two races that I did would do this day. The other event would be another 5K Warrior Dash. My daughter and wife are truly my best fans (especially my cute little daughter).  I truly can say that I run faster knowing that she is waiting at the finish line to cheer me on.

 

She watches me while I stretch before the race (although sometimes I think she is just as excited about her snack as she is of watching me).

 

 

She loves to hug on dad before and after a race.

 

 Did I say that she is really proud of dad and loves to hug me a lot?

Sometimes she hugs me so long she gets tired and just about falls asleep in my arms.  Yes, she is my biggest fan (Sidenote: the only reason I don't have pictures of my wife, my other biggest fan, is that someone has to actually take the pictures. . .Thanks Angela!)

 

My biggest fan helped me run to a victory in today's 5K, running an unofficial time of 19:59.  I am not sure of the exact time.  Although I have a watch, I accidentally did not start it at the beginning.  There was a problem with the time clock leading to times which were high by an unknown amount, but several runners think it was thirty seconds to a minute high which would bring me to a time I would be more happy with.

 

I got to present the award to this year's 5K winner of the nordic walk.  This year's winner was Jeff Koppa, who won a couple of years ago.  He is a great guy.  I hope that he decides to enroll in the National Nordic Walking Championship.  He entered a couple of years ago and placed second in the nation.  He didn't say if he would be enrolling in the national championships.  Thanks to the Ice Age Trail Alliance for a wonderful 11th annual Woolly Mammoth event.

Rutabaga Run

I have never done the Cumberland Rutabaga Fest before.  It was kind of like a reunion of friends who I know from many area towns.  The race attracted many people.  There was a 5K race which partially wound through a hilly section of town in a park area.  It was a challenging race due to the hills present.  I cleared the challenging course in 19:33, which was good for 4th overall out of 340 runners.  The 12.4 mile course also brought in 123 runners.  The Rutabaga Fest did the race up right.  The race started by running through the streets of Cumberland, including Main Street.  The finish was right in the middle of the Rutabaga Fest celebration.  Pictures were courtesy of the New Richmond Running Club.

OK Cucumber Run

I don't know why but the OK Cucumber Race has been a fascination for years.  OK (no pun intended to the race organizers), I do.  What an unusual trophy.  This thing weighs about 2 or 3 pounds and is a pickle figurine with a pickle running and crossing a finish line with his hands in the air.  The pickle in the center must be solid metal since this trophy is much heavier than you'd think just by looking at it.

The race distances are a choice of 1 mile, 5K and 10K.  Runners can pick which event they wish to participate in.  Most of the time kids will end up doing the 1 mile race and sometimes the occasional adult will enter the 1 mile race in an attempt to "steal" the trophy away from the kids.  I will have to apologize for offending any adult who enters (and wins) the 1 mile race, but when there are larger distances races available, it is unfair for an adult to win the 1 mile race in my opinion.  The awards ceremony always looks a little funny if the winner of the 1 mile race is an adult and the second and third place winners are 8 and 10 years old (again, in my opinion).  I will now clarify one point here.  I am not saying that an adult cannot enter the 1 mile race under any circumstances.  Many adults will choose to run with their child as their child is just getting into running in order to give them someone to run with and encourage them while they are at the early stage of beginning taking up an interest in running.  Proper etiquette in this case still dictates that you let your child finish ahead of you in the race.  I personally have already run three or four races with my daughter ranging from 1/4 mile to 1 kilometer, and no matter how long it takes her, she beats me every time.  If you really want to seriously challenge your kids to a race, wait until they can do the longer distance so they have the stamina to really kick your butt.
This was my fourth year participating in this race.  In 2007, I did the 10K and finished third.  In 2009, I did the 5K and finished third in 19:02.  In 2010 I did the 5K and finished second in 18:53.  In 2009, I missed a turn which cost me some valuable time and a place.  I have always been excited about this race and see it as a benchmark for how my fitness in the summer has gone.  Getting back to the initial purpose of this blog entry, I think the thing that has been most intriguing about this race is the bizarre trophy the male and female winner of each race wins.  The trophy is a figurine of a weird pickle with it's hands in the air crossing a finish line.  It is one of the weirdest trophies I have ever seen, but that is what makes it so appealing.  I have been so close so many times to winning this trophy that it has been my goal.  I told my wife before I left today that my ultimate goal was to bring home the pickle trophy.  This year, my dream would become a reality. 
I decided to participate in the 5K race again this year.  Runners participating in the 10K race were excited this year as several minutes before the race began no one had seen the perennial favorite, Matt Schauf, who had won nearly 8 or 9 straight 10K races in a row.  He has blown everyone away for so many years and this appeared to be an opportunity to open the door for a new 10K male winner if Matt didn't show up this year.  One of the race volunteers mentioned that Matt had some work obligation and didn't think he would be at the race.  Well, about 2 minutes before the race began as everyone was standing in line for the start, Matt showed up.  This didn't affect me since I wasn't racing that distance, but several of the people who typically run the 10K race were apparently disappointed by their lost opportunity.  A race volunteer snapped this photo at the beginning which I thought was funny since it shows everyone else all lined up in apparently behind some car.  I don't remember the car being part of the race.  Maybe a picture directly in front of the runners might be a better perspective.

The 5K began as always, with all 1 mile, 5K, and 10K racers starting at the same time.  If my goal was to make the 5K win a reality, I had to start strong.  I had no way of knowing who was in each race.  The 1 mile and 5K are both out and back courses which turn around after a specified distance.  The 10K is a large loop.  As a runner, you have no way of knowing unless you ask other runners what race they are in (I am not sure if there is a different type of race bib for the different races, but I am not aware of this).  A race photographer snapped this photo about a mile into the race at which time I was holding everyone else off.  Fortunately for me the pack behind me where mostly 10K racers.

A little over a mile into the race Matt yelled out "way to go Delf!"  Matt and a small group of 10K runners passed me up shortly before the 5K turnaround point.  I was passed also by a girl who appeared in her 20's.  I think she must have been one of Matt's cross country runners (Matt coaches track and cross country for the University of Wisconsin Stout).  Matt yelled to her to just keep her pace and not to slow down and she would be fine.  This girl then rounded the turn around just ahead of me.  I was technically still the first place guy at the turn around, but now was racing for second.  I worked hard to keep pace with the lead woman, but I could not close the gap to her.  She edged me out to the line for first at 18:45, while I settled for 18:55.  I was second overall out of 95 runners, but the lead male.

I was still fortunate to claim the coveted "pickle trophy."  The look on my face when I walked up to collect the trophy was a moment of true happiness. 

I had worked hard for this bizarre trophy.  My wife and I agreed to a plan that anyone who earned a trophy would have the opportunity to have it on display on our mantel for an indefinite amount of time.  Little did she know that our mantel would soon hold such a weird trophy that everyone would have to ask what it was since it was so weird.  Mission accomplished.

Matt claimed title again in the 10K race.  He even came ahead of the white car in the photo earlier in this blog post.  The Boyceville Cucumber Run website lists that he has won every year from 2007 to the present, but race results are not posted prior to 2007.  However, if you look at the photo album that is available at the start of the race he is listed in the winner's results for several years prior to 2007 as well.
The last picture is included just because of the nature of the postrace food which is exactly what you'd expect from the Cucumber Run.  Pickles were served.  Here, some of the volunteers pose with their knives prior to event.  

 

 

The Boyceville Public Library was very gracious to allow me to utilize the pictures used in this post so I thank them for allowing me to use these.  My favorite picture of the group that they took was the picture below.  I don't know the age of the runners, but the look on the face of both runners tells an interesting story.  The runner on the right looks like he is ready to challenge Olympic gold medalist Usain Bolt to a 100 meter dash, whereas the guy on the left (the guy's dad?) looks like both runners must have run side by side the entire race with the goals of crossing the finish line together.  Perhaps at the last second, the guy in red decided to steal the fame and glory in whatever race they were in and then kicked it the last half a block or so, surprising the guy in the gray and making him ticked off at the guy in red.  Perhaps the guy in gray decided he would make a go to challenge the guy in red and the camera caught him at just the right moment to make a funny picture.  This very well could have been a father and son or perhaps some good friends.  In any case, a very funny picture.  The guy in the red looks like he could outstridge the guy in the gray by about 3:1.  I wish I knew the true story behind what is going on.

 

Spooner Jack Pine Savage Days Fun Run

There were not a lot of days of rest between the extremely hot Jack Pine Savage Days Mud Run (Friday) and this day's run (Sunday). Barely over 36 hours between races and I was back at it. The Jack Pine Savage Days fun run used to be a 5 mile event held on a Saturday, but was now a 5K and held on a Sunday. The weather was definitely a change of pace. Low 50's made for a nice change compared to the high 80's/low 90's of the race a couple of days before. There was also a new location for the race this year which made for yet another change this year. Well, at least there were a couple of things that were the same. Seven-time winner Eric Atkinson showed up again. The next similarity was also related to Eric. . .when the gun went off Eric and a couple of other runners took off like Jack rabbits (no pun intended for Jack Pine Savage Days). My plan was to stick to a stead pace and see what I could do. About a 1/2 mile into the race, I came across a guy who was coming up from behind me in the race and looked like he could be in my age group (his name was Brett Ridout). Because he looked to be in contention for an age group award it gave me extra motivation to try to hang with him. We ran side by side for the majority of the rest of the race and occasionally we traded surges forward to see who might try taking the lead. However, nothing changed for over a mile and a half. As the two of us were about 3/4 mile from the finish, we started down a nice downhill leading toward the finish area. I heard some heavy breathing and foot steps behind us. Looking to the side I saw a man much older than I was and a younger girl who looked to be high school-aged. I would later find out they were a dad and his daughter. Getting past by two people so drastically different in age from me gave some additional motivation to pick the pace up. I tried to stay with them and hung with them for a couple of blocks and then threw in a surge to try to shake things up. I ended up getting some distance on Brett, and the dad and daughter. This lead would have probably been effective in improving my place in the overall standings except for one thing. The course was, for the most part, pretty well marked except for one spot about 3 blocks from the finish. I continued in a straight line in what I thought was going to be the way to the finish, but I didn't see the a couple of people watching the race a half a block down the street to the right. The problem was that I continued straight and the other three runners behind me went right. I lost valuable time and abruptly changed direction to now play the game of catch up. At this point I was in seventh place overall. I had no choice but to sprint for the finish and passed up the dad and his daughter, but was not able to catch Brett. Brett finished in 18:45, I finished in 18:47, and the girl and her dad finished in 18:48 and 18:50, respectively. I do not tend to finish in such a tight pack in a lot of the races I do so it was fun to try the full sprint to the finish. I finished fifth overall in the race and second in my age group. Following the race I had a nice conversation with a young man named Daniel Pederson who was going to be a freshman at Spooner High School. He finished second overall in the low 17 minute range. I told him he would have a wonderful high school career if he continued to race the way he did today. My prediction was that I will see him on the podium at a State cross country meet someday. I was happy to finish in the 18's again as it has been a while since I have had that happen. The best part of the day was getting the opportunity to eat with all the fire fighters who put on a pancake breakfast for the community and the racers. I saw many people I knew at this event and went home with a full belly. Oh, and the other similarity I saw in this race was that Eric Atkinson won again for the eighth straight year.

Spooner Mud Run

There comes a time in every racer's life when you participate something that is outside of your expertise and in a different category than anything you have done before.  The Spooner Mud Run on this blazing hot Friday evening in August was this monumental event.  What I can say about this event is it was a spectacular event.  What a race the city of Spooner put on.  Sure, there will be those out there who will argue that they have done a Warrior Dash or a Tough Mudder, or some other run based more on engaging in a series of physical challenges than actually doing any running.  Well, those are all big name races.  The Spooner run was a spectacular race based on these runs, but without all the hype (and usually big fee for registration) that typically accompany these bigger events.  I can say without hesitation that the Spooner Mud Run is a race worth putting on the calendar for next year as it is definitely a race worth doing again next year.  Let me share the experiences through this post, pictures, and even a couple of videos that I have found showing this race.  Be careful, race organizers, as this race could seriously balloon in popularity next year and be the biggest thing the Jack Pine Savage Days have seen.

The Spooner Mud Run had a great series of challenges.  The opening obstacle was a series of hay bales to jump over. 

The next event was a series of cars to jump over. People don't often get to jump over cars. Then there were a series of hurdles to maneuver around. You had to just over the high hurdles and crawl under the lower hurdles. This was the first event where you really started getting dirty. Following that the obstacles starting getting wet. There was a watered down hill in which runners got there first taste of mud. Then there was the huge slip and slide which was a plastic tarp which was watered down and runners got cooled off and also got to rest as they slid down the hill. My favorite obstacle was the series of long 2-2 1/2 foot in diameter pipes which were partially submerged. There was a pool of water at the start of the pipes and a pool of water at the end of the pipes but otherwise the pipes were about half submerged in water. Runners had to crawl through the pipes from one side to the other. There were a couple of tire obstacles where runners had to negotiate through the tires in a scene typical of something seen in a football practice. There were monkey bars to climp across and this was fine for me but I can see how for some it might have been a tough challenge. The monkey bars were pretty far apart. The final challenges included running through a fire hose, more hay bales jumping, and finally, the big mud pit. The city of Spooner has lined bleachers along the mud pit to allow spectators to watch. This would have been the place to watch the race. A shout out to Spooner for putting a on a spectacular event.

 
The following website shows some video coverage of the event.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hoxOMVbAU5U
I can be seen at 1:01 in the video scaling a set of hay bales. You get to see me jump all four haybales in the video. Being tall has it's advantages as it was a lot easier to jump the haybales since I had a height advantage. Then at 6:55 in the same video you can see me jumping into the mud pit. I was the second place guy in the videe and am chasing after the first guy. Check out the jump into the mud. I had a lot of grace in the mud dive.
Another video of the mud pit can be seen on the website
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A51znCD7mHM
I can be seen right away and was about 10 seconds behind the lead guy on the last challenge.
I finished second overall in the event. The winner was Nick Adams and he finished in 23:52. I am not exactly sure of my finish time as the timing company has me listed as 24:36, however, in watching the videos, I was only 10 seconds from the lead guy in both videos with only about 100 yards to run after the mud pit. I wasn't 44 seconds from first place as listed in the results, but I will be honest that I didn't wear a watch to confirm my overall time. The only explanation I have is that I must have walked back across the finish line by accident after finishing and the timing company registered a later time when I went had to rush to watch my daughter so my wife could do the event.  My wife got a nice picture showing this close finish.

All that matters is that I was able to secure a second place overall finish and was awarded with a beautiful handmade plaque for my efforts. I was ecstatic with the beautiful award.

My wife finished 60th out of 167 runners with a time of 35:18.

This event was fun to watch her do so that I could see her get all dirty in the mud pit. I got some great pictures of her doing the event.  One thing is for sure.  She didn't jump in with the same flying leap that I did.  She crawled in.

I like the next couple of pictures, including the one where mud is covering Angela's front tooth.  I know a good dentist that could fix that for her.

Kaia didn't like the looks of either of us upon finishing. We got some great pictures of the two of us. All I can say is the before pictures were a lot different than the after pictures.

It took me one of the longest showers of my life to get all the dirt out.  I hosed down at a firehouse at the event twice and then when I went to take a shower a huge clump of dirt wat still within my clothing.  I found dirt in my ear for a couple of days afterward.