Race Day 6.12.22
Up early, coffee, Clif Bloks, small protein smoothie. Dressing warm and dry, rain is in the forecast and the first tunnel is 1.6 miles and in the mid 40’s and wet this time of year. Stretching and yoga warm-up is my new go to. Used to be able to walk out the door and run without stretching and never had an injury. Now a nice yoga session and stretching is a must.
Stepping out of the van the surroundings have changed since I went to bed. The hustle and bustle of people checking in, searching for friends or perhaps the portable toilets a stark change from the quiet lazy evening. Surrounded by vehicles; I am pleased that the van is sound proofed well: from five to probably fifty plus vehicles and I slept through it all.
The shuttle bus line is small, I have all my layers and my hydration bag is full and I am getting in line. Committed. Thoughts go back to the shuttle bus ride to Kalalau Trailhead: smiling faces and upbeat conversations; the buzz and excitement pump me up and adrenaline begins to course through my veins. Mental note to maintain my agreed upon pace. Dealing with the gluteal ischial tuberosity injury has me nervous for my first race since October. I sadly missed the Negative Split half marathons in April. Can’t really participate if I cannot run two hundred feet. Today there is no pain.
Two and half miles passed swollen streams, wet grassy fields and tall pines. A beautiful morning. An orderly exit from the shuttle brings us to the start/finishing line. The first tunnel is a stones throw away; dark and yet inviting as it beckons to be explored yet no willing to reveal what lay on the other side.
Staggered Start
As there are approximately 700+ runners the start times are staggers over several hours. My window is 07:30-07:45.
I always get the race jitters and this morning is no exception; reminding myself for the first two miles to watch my pace, no Speed racer out of the gate. This is my first race back from injury and going to take a nice pace and not feel rushed. A gear station drop off has been set up just outside the first tunnel at mile two. This is actually a great idea as runners can shed layers without having to carry them throughout the whole race.
I wait a bit and let some of the other runners carve the morning path. Wearing gloves, long race pants, shirt and a water resistant jacket.
Light at the end of the tunnel
Race instructions informed us that the tunnels are cool, damp and headlamps are essential; well they are totally correct. In addition the soil is slick. Feeling like we are running on clay, that once wet, is slick and slippery. Cautionary steps are needed as we navigate with headlamps. The first tunnel is amazing; almost two miles long, listening to the sounds of water falling and feeling the crisp air reminds me of early morning runs in the spring just before the sunrise. Invigorating.
Well there is definitely no need to worry about a speed racer pace. The darkness and slick ground makes my pace slow and even. Fot today’s event I run without earphones preferring to be in the moment and enjoying my surroundings. I am rewarded by this choice with the orchestra the tunnels acoustics provide. In addition to the sounds of falling water footsteps of runners fill the air with a rhythmic beat. Partner’s converse and laughter lightens the tunnels normally dark quiet mood. I am happy to be in the moment.
Shortly a small light comes into view; the light of the day can be seen ahead; a beacon of what’s in store for the rest of the run is on the horizon. My pace quickens with excitement.
