Aaargh! Run Like A Pirate!

A month or so ago, I saw that U.S. Road Running was offering medals for virtual races to celebrate national Talk Like A Pirate day which is tomorrow, September 19^th.   I got to thinking and it hit me; the Bolingbrook Fun Run Club would probably like a pirate themed event.  I tentatively asked “who would do this if I set it up?” and a bunch of folks showed interest.  The BFRC Run Like A Pirate 5K was launched.

After taking a look at the calendar, I chose to schedule the run on Wednesday, September 17^th because I figured most people would not want to run on Friday night.  And, because we were running, the event became Run Like A Pirate.  If people wanted a medal, they could order one from US Road Runners and use our event to do their virtual race.

This is my race report from the “race director’s” perspective. 

First, this wasn’t really a race.  Sure some people are fast and someone came in first but the idea was to have fun.  BFRC uses Meetup.com to announce our events to our members and as soon as I posted it, people started to RSVP “yes” and before I knew it, there were something like 35 people signed up bringing an additional 8 guests.  Seriously?  I thought five or six people would show up and we would have a nice little jaunt on the trail.  This was turning into an event.

One afternoon, I happened to be out near the mall that has a Gordman’s in it.  I had never been in the store and in fact, thought it was a furniture store.  No, it is kind of a low end department store and had lots of interesting junk.   To my surprise, I found two pirate nightlights and bought them to be costume prizes for Run Like A Pirate.  So, I started advertising that we would have costume prizes.  More people signed up.

Now, I am not a costume person.  In fact, I think the last time I wore a Halloween costume was probably ten years ago.  But, since I was setting this event up, I figured I had to at least make an attempt.  This past Tuesday night, I was heading out to dinner with a friend and stopped at Party City.  Luckily, since Halloween isn’t far off, the store was full of costume stuff.  I didn’t want to spend much so I bought a cheap hat, bad teeth and an eye patch.  My costume was born.  Black tights, a white shirt, a bandana, a sash and an earring and I was set.  I definitely looked like a second rate pirate but it was good enough.

What a glorious day yesterday turned out to be!  The weather has been up and down the last couple of weeks but yesterday was perfect, not too hot, not too cold and beautifully clear.  As I set off in my costume to plant the turn-around sign at the half way point, I couldn’t help but smile at our luck.  And as people started to show up in their pirate costumes, I thought this is going to be fun.  

Linda & Gladys Manning the Ship

Gladys, the club leader and Linda had volunteered to help me out and we quickly set up a table, started handing out bibs, collecting raffle tickets for later and socializing.  The park we started from was pretty busy but we managed to have our little party in a fairly quiet corner.  Adults were wandering around in pirate costumes and running clothes, sometimes both, children were brandishing homemade swords and teenagers were pretending not to have fun.   Another club member, a professional photographer, was there to take pictures and people were hamming it up. 

The funniest thing of the evening was when the Naperville Park District police showed up on a four wheeler and asked “do you have real swords?”  We were like “what?”  In fact, he had to ask a few times before we understood what he was asking.  Uh, no…. we have little kids with sticks.   Seriously?  He didn’t even ask if a group of 42 people had any alcohol.  We did not.  But, that would have seemed more likely than real swords.

One thing I had not taken into account is that it is September and the sun is starting to set earlier and earlier.  I was getting worried as 6:30 approached that the trail might get too dark.  So right at 6:30 we called everyone to the starting line, gave a few words of wisdom like “stay to the right or you’re going to get hit by a bike”, “turn around at the turn around sign” and “have fun” and they were off!  It was great to see the fast runners take off, the middle and the back of the pack continue to socialize as they ran and children running with their parents and grandparents.  Many of us think of BFRC as family and this event felt like a family picnic on steroids.

While they were running, we discussed that since there were so many kids, we wouldn’t choose best costumes but just raffle off the two night lights, a water bottle, a Brooks water bottle, a Brooks toiletry set, Road ID certificates, a session with our photographer and a few other items.  Then we waited for them to come in!

Our two fastest runners came in neck and neck in the 25 minute range.  One of them managed to make that time while taking videos out on the trail, amazing!  It’s always fun to watch the fast people do it.  What they do doesn’t look like what I call running (get it?!)

After everyone was in, we had the raffle and sure enough one of the youngest kids quickly won one of the pirate night lights.  He was excited and adorable carrying it around.  I asked his mom if his sister was upset that she didn’t win anything and she said that his sister was more interested in the Pirate’s Booty.  She was just happy eating that.  Oh, to be little again.  At the end of the night there was about a quarter of a bag left and after asking her mom, gave it to the little one.  She was very pleased!

We also had a few new people attend last night.  I hope we were welcoming.  I know we tried to be.

As the evening ended and we packed up my car and Glady’s car, I think we could say well done.  It’s funny how some events appeal to people and other events don’t.  Who knew everyone wanted to run like a pirate?

50 Miles or Bust!

A few weeks ago, I posted on Facebook that I was tired of all the emphasis on trying to go faster and further.  I said that I just wanted to run and enjoy it.   Although that is still true, I decided I wanted a primary goal for 2015.  Frankly, I was fearful that if I didn’t set a goal, I would just flounder.  For some reason, I like to lay out training plans, track progress and do the work.  I get pleasure in building the spreadsheets.  Just a tad analytical, I’ve been told.

With that said, I am really not interested in doing another road marathon.  Slogging along a paved trail with thousands of other people just doesn’t appeal to me.  I’m also not really excited about the triathlon thing.  Biking and running in wet clothing isn’t my thing either.  Plus, I wonder if I have the mental capacity to remember all the stuff one needs for a tri – bicycle, hat, helmet, shoes, socks, etc.   I wear what I need to runs, that pretty much takes care of it.   So what should I do next year, I know sign up for an Ultra Marathon!  (play the scratching of a needle across a record here and the music stops) Am I crazy?  What the heck?  Didn’t I just say I wasn’t interested in going further?  

Somehow, a new Ultra, the Hennepin Hundred came to my attention.   This will be the first running for a 50 mile and 100 mile trail run along the Hennepin Canal in north central Illinois.  The Hennepin Canal played an important role in the history of the United States, and to commerce and industry, and the entire canal is listed on the National Register of Historic Places. The Hennepin was the first American canal built of concrete without stone cut facings. Although the Hennepin enjoyed limited success as a waterway, engineering innovations used in its construction were a bonus to the construction industry. Some of the innovations pioneered on the Hennepin Canal were probably used on the Panama Canal. Both used concrete lock chambers and both used a feeder canal from a man-made lake to water the canals because both needed water to flow ‘uphill.’ 

Not the Map of the Run but of the Canal

Registration doesn’t open until November but I plan to sign up early and get training.  I have a five month 50 mile training plan set to go but will use the time between Nov. 2014 and June 2015, when the plan starts, to build a really solid foundation including a LOT more core and upper body work.  My overall goal is to run this 15 lbs lighter than I am now and a lot stronger.   I am really excited to do this and figure the added benefit of looking good at my 40^th high school reunion next September is extra motivation.   One of my run club buddies says she is going to sign up too.  I sure hope so because some of the training weekends are pretty grueling – 28 miles on Saturday, 12 on Sunday.  Yikes!

So, while I sit my bum on the sofa waiting for my knee to heal, I’m dreaming up big (long) plans for next year.   What are you tossing around for 2015?

Tripping Over Molecules

This past Monday, September 8^th, I decided I was going to run 3 miles to the gym, run four more miles on the treadmill and then run the 3 miles home for a nice ten miler.  The weather was glorious.  The sun was out, temperatures in the low 70’s with a light breeze.  I was feeling good too.   I walked for five minutes and started my interval timer and began to run.  During my second run interval, I turned my head to look at a house that is being renovated and all of a sudden I realized I was falling.  Falling is always an interesting experience in that it seems like time goes into slow motion.  I recall thinking “oh no, how can I stop this” as I bounced off my left knee and skidded to a stop.   As I lay prone in the street (luckily it is a quiet street) I thought “I hope no cars run over me” and then “I better get up and see if anything is broken”.    I still don’t know whether I tripped over molecules, tangled my feet or ….

I slowly got up and looked down to see that there was a divot in my left knee, blood running down my leg, road rash on the inside of my right arm and on my left palm.  Nothing hurt that bad but walking was not good.  I quickly got out my cellphone and called the Voice of Reason (new name for my husband) who said he would be right there.   I then hobbled over to sit on a fire hydrant, access the damage and wait for the Voice of Reason.

Knee Divot and Bruising Already Starting

I love runners.   As I was waiting, two middle school age boys walked by on the opposite side of the road.  They noticed me but said nothing.  They were young boys; I didn’t expect them to say something.  But within minutes, one of them came out of the house with their father, a man I had seen on a number of my runs.  Turns out he and his wife are both runners too and he offered all sorts of assistance.  The Voice of Reason was already on the way so I thanked him but I was really delighted he had stopped.

In a few minutes, I saw my white Prius heading down the street and the Voice of Reason pulled up, popped the hatch and pulled out bandages, seltzer water and other first aid items.  He quickly cleaned out my wound, took me home, and got me all bandaged up.  Peroxide on wounds stings.

Now, four days later, I’m healing well but likely have a bone bruise on my kneecap or surrounding bones.  This is going to take some time to heal but I will be back.  I’m so thankful for cellphone, other runners and the Voice of Reason.