How does one run a marathon on accident? Well folks, let me tell you how it happens!
Yesterday was the Bartram 50K and 26.2 miler. Technically it was on my schedule as a 50K attempt but honestly I never had true, serous goals to run the 50K. I added this race to my schedule a long time before I realized that Chickamauga would be only 2 weeks prior to Bartram. On paper the 50K idea sounded great, but in reality I knew it was not a smart idea.
My realistic goal for the race was to
- Just get out and run and have some fun
- Stop when my legs said no more
- Help pace Tim for his 50K PR attempt
Laid Back Atomsphere
Great Aid station
No time cut off
Friendly runners
Awesome Race Director
Pre Race-
Kenny and I arrived at the race site at 6:15am. Being a true Eagle Scout, Kenny pulled out all of our camping gear to help Kevin (the race director) run the main MEGA aid station. Since he could not run, Kenny wanted to be certain that he would do what ever it took to help Kevin out. Kenny's job for the day would be making coffee, fixing chicken soup and making a ton of Grilled Cheese sandwiches! Have I ever mentioned how much of a trooper my husband is? Not only is he injured and can not run nor bike, but he is willing to come manage an aid station while I run... and drag his parents along for the ride too. LOL
People slowly started to trickle in. I spent part of the morning making runner goody bags, getting people registered and tell people about the course/race. At about 7:15am, I gathered with Tim, Deb 1 and Deb 2. The four of us decided to run together and see what the day held for us. Deb 1 is a veteran ultrarunner who was supporting Deb 2 for her first marathon, Tim was hoping for a 50K PR and as I mentioned before, I just wanted to run and support Tim's crazy attempt at a 50K PR.
The Race-
The official race start time was 8:00am. However our group decided to start a bit early at 7:30am. We knew it was a long day ahead for our little group and decided not to waste any time. With an unofficial "go" we were off.
Lap 1-
This could technically say "Lap 0.50". The course had changed this year and about .10 of a mile into the race we took a wrong turn LOL. Shortly after our wrong turn we caught up with the real course and never realized our mistake until 35 minutes later when the lead runners started running toward us. However we stayed committed to our new course and ended up running our first lap backwards. Oops oh well. We later heard that several other early starters made the same or similar mistakes. Such is the fun in Trail running! We made out way back to the starting line and then turned around to start our next lap. We only cut the first lap short by 2.15 miles.
Laps 2, 3, 4-
Honestly Laps 2-4 really don't stick out in my mind individually they were just a lot of fun and full of support. We were running a 1/1 interval and just having a ball. We shared jokes, talked about different running book recommendations, shared running stories, etc. We even compared chaffing locations. You name it, we talked about it. Slowly with each lap we would shed a layer of clothing and grab tasty grub at the aid stations. As we continued on, we talked a lot about how we would make up our missed mileage from our earlier 1/2 lap and came up with all sorts of possibilities. We weren't a speedy group, but a very supportive one and I truely believe that each of us were in that group for a reason. At the end of 4 laps, we had completed approx 18 miles.
Lap 5-
I knew if I started lap 5 that my little run of 13-16 miles would effectively become a marathon or 50K. The main determinding factor would be if Tim's co-worker Kevin had shown up to pace Tim for the remaining 2.5 laps. Reaching the main aid station there was no Kevin, so I knew I needed to stay on the trail and support Tim and the Deb's. My legs were feeling fine and the body was doing well, so more running it was. At our aid station stop between Laps 4 & 5, we made the decision to run Lap 5 backwards. We were pretty sure that running the course backwards would result in more downhill running rather than our uphill "normal" laps. During laps 1-4 our little group of four stuck together pretty closely. However, on our backwards loop Tim and I took off a bit earlier from the aid station in order to gain some time. Our little group of 4 split into two groups of two.
Tim and I continued our journey onward and contemplated all of the options. Some times we ran in silence, sometimes we cursed at my watch when it told us to run, but mainly we enjoyed each others company and kept each other motivated when we could tell the other needed it. During this lap I did get a big pick me up when we passed a fellow runner who shouted out "Hey I read your blog. It is very motivating." I yelled back thanks and Tim and I got a good laugh as we carried on. It was a nice break in the monotony.
Somewhere around mile 21, Tim decided he would "settle" for a marathon. We were both super thirsty and I think we just needed a mental break. It cracks me up to think that while others were at home sitting on the couch eating thanksgiving leftovers, we were "settling" for a marathon instead of a 50K. There is a silver lining to everything. :)
Once Tim decided to run a marathon, he immediately asked me "What is your marathon PR?". Suprised by this question I told him and then he said back to me the magical words; "I smell a PR coming!" At that point I just brushed it off and we reached the main aid station.
Lap 6 (or is this lap 5.5?)-
Tim and I knew we had a short deficit to make up from our first half lap. After some hard math while running, we calculated that we needed to head out for approx 1.75 miles and turn around. We decided to take the backwards route again, so that our finish would be in the "official" direction. 1.75 miles took us to the unmanned aid station, we grabbed a quick glass of water and Tim mentioned to me that if we were going to beat my PR, then we would need to hit the trails asap. As odd as it was, this race went from supporting Tim and helping to pace his 50K PR attempt, to getting me a much unexpected Marathon PR. Life is funny some times.
We ran and ran and walked and still cursed at my watch when it said to run. But overall, we were super happy to see the finish line. With much yelling of encouragement from our significant others, we crossed the finish line somewhere near 6:32:00. (I think) I had officially earned my first Bartram gingerbread man.
Post Race-
Kenny made me the best grilled cheese ever post race. I didn't think I would want one but after the first bite, I was in heaven. The rest of our post race time was filled with lots of stretching, encouraging other runners and helping at the aid station/cleaning up.
My Thoughts-
This is a suprise ending to my day. I definitely didn't head into this race thinking I would finish Marathon #2. Overall my body felt great for the entire run and I felt well trained/rested. I didn't head out on the course expecting to run 26.2 miles but I also didn't head out trying to break any speed records. Our pace was just under a 15 minute mile but with the hills on the course and the uneven terrain, I say it is a super success. I do think I found every single hidden hole on the course and stepped into it. The even bigger irony is that I calculated that we spent approx 41:10 minutes stopped at the aid stations. I told you the grub was good and the runners were friendly! My running time minus the aid atation time puts me at a sub 6 hour marathon. However, I know that my time at the aid stations is what helped me to keep going and stay fueled for all those miles. It is a PR my any account and one that I will remember for a long time.
So that my friends is how you run an accidental marathon! Pictures to come soon!


























