Saturday, November 17, 2012

Duncan Ridge 50K Race, 11-17-12

After not finishing an ultra in 2011, I was looking around for an interesting fall race for 2012. Susan Donnelly, of our Haw Ridge running group suggested the Duncan Ridge 50K. She had run it the previous, inaugural year. I wanted a hilly course where I thought I could be more competitive. From Susan’s description, it sounded like this course fit the bill. The course would cover the Coosa Backcountry Trail in Georgia’s Vogel SP, and then have an out and back to Fish Gap on the Duncan Ridge Trail in the Chattahoochee-Oconee National Forest. I had hiked the Coosa Backcountry Loop and knew it was tough, and the Duncan Ridge Trail was also well known as one of the toughest trails in Georgia. The race was advertised as having over 10,000 feet of climbing.

The Duncan Ridge 50K Course.

I had some high quality training leading up to the race, but perhaps not quite enough of it. I’d run the Dirty South Half Marathon (more like 14.2 miles) in Knoxville the weekend before in 2:48. The four weekends prior to the race included two ~20 mile runs in the Smokies, an 18 miler on the North Boundary Trail in Frozen Head SP, and a really tough off trail climb up Lester Prong to Charlies Bunion in the Smokies (link). This should have given me enough training for a 50K. But, I have a history of IT Band and tendonitis issues in my left knee that can make downhills excruciatingly painful. I hoped that walking the steep hills would keep that issue at bay.

Luckily my friend Aaron also signed up for the race, and we were able to make the trip together. We left Knoxville on Friday at 5:30, stopped for dinner in Cleveland, TN, and stayed at the Best Western in Blairsville, GA, not far from Vogel. There were a few early indications already that I wasn’t on my “A” game. First, I left my credit card at the restaurant after dinner. I called them from the hotel, and we were able to pick up the card on the return trip. Then at the hotel, the screw holding my glasses frames together popped loose. Luckily I found the screw, and had the tiny screwdriver needed for the repair. But, if that had happened the next day in the woods, I’d have been a one eyed runner.

Race morning was cold (35-40F), and we both spent a long time in line for the single bathroom near the start. The course wasn’t too crowded at the start, even with an almost immediate mile of single track. We would run the north side of the Backcountry Loop, both going out and coming back. The south side of the loop goes through the Blood Mountain Wilderness where competitive events would not be allowed. After the initial single track, was a nice downhill jeep road to the first aid station.

Then the long climb up Coosa Bald started. The grade was gentle running at first, but the last mile was very steep. Everyone started hiking, the line compressed, and I found myself just a few places behind Aaron. Feeling good, and knowing this was my strong suit, I passed him and a few others on the climb.

At the top, I was feeling aggressive and pushed hard down the steep descent of the Duncan Ridge Trail. Steep downhill running isn’t my forte, and normally is extra tough on my knees. I got passed a few times going into Aid 2 at Whiteoak Stomp. I tried to fill up and drink up, thinking of all the miles still ahead.

Duncan Ridge 50K Elevation Profile.

Duncan Ridge Trail was mostly solid single track, great for running. The drops into the gaps at aid stations 2 and 3 were steep, everything else was runnable for me. Heading toward Mulky Gap (Aid 3), there were lots of great view over the valley of Nottely Lake to the mountains on the north side. We also got a few views south toward the Appalachian Trail and Blood Mountain. Coming into the turnaround at Fish Gap (Aid 4), I saw Misty running strong, already on the return leg. I had just met her, and she had not yet joined our Haw Ridge group, so I was surprised to see her that early. Counting runners, I thought I was around 44th at the turn, just a few places behind Aaron.

I had a little tightness in the outside of my (left) knee coming into the steep descent back into Aid 2, but I was still moving up through the pack and caught Aaron again.

But going up Coosa Bald, I could tell my tendonitis was flaring up again. I was going to pay the price for my hard run down the back side of Coosa Bald.

Once over the top, I could barely walk the downhills because of the pain. When Aaron caught up again I warned him I’d likely finish an hour behind him. I grabbed a hiking stick and barely limped down the trail, dreading every bend of my knee. On the steep section of the descent I must have been passed 20 times. I felt like a greeter at Wal Mart, “Hi, Hello, Looking good, etc.” as the runners streamed by. In barely an instant my race goal changed from a likely sub 8 hours, to a long shot at sub 9 hours, to just wanting the pain to end.

When the terrain got gentler, I could walk again at a decent pace, maybe 4 mph, but not fast enough to make up any time. The final few miles back to Aid 1 were smooth and gentle, but I just gimped along. I could hold my own on the final climb out of Aid 1 as most everyone was hiking by then. But they all ran the last downhill, and I lost another 5 or so places. I couldn’t even run the pavement into the finish line.

This was a hard course, and I’d had a decent race, but I was really disappointed. The tendonitis pain was as bad as I’d ever had. I wondered if my strategy had backfired and I needed to just run easy courses, and hope that wouldn’t trigger the knee pain. I was worried about doing long term damage to my knee, and even of ruining future hiking or running plans.

After the race, my GPS showed 29.9 miles and 9895’ of climb. After plotting in TOPO! the results were 30.5 miles and 8635’. My time was 9:10:32, and I was 62 of 91 finishers with ~130 staters. Aaron ran 8:25, which was good enough for 42th. Misty was F4 in 7:40. She would go on to win the women’s race in 2014. There were another 80 finishers in the 30K race.

As it turned out, Duncan Ridge did have a long term impact. It took several years for me to totally shake the specter of tendonitis in my left knee. I was OK at Barkley in 2013, quitting early on lap two. But in 2014 the tendonitis flared up early in lap one causing me to quit at the Fire Tower, the first time in 11 tries that I’d failed to complete a loop. I never had raced a lot, but outside of Barkley the next few years saw only a pair of 50Ks. I would still do some shorter races, but the impact on my knee still showed up for a few years in far fewer runs on my favorite courses in the Smokies and around Frozen Head SP. It’s hard to say exactly how long the recovery took, but it wasn’t until late 2016/early 2017 that I felt confident racing again.