"Chaos in the midst of chaos isn't funny, but chaos in the midst of order is." - Steve Martin
Saturday morning I pointed The Silver Hornet east and found myself in
Stillwater, MN, for the annual
Lumberjack Days festival. I would be partaking in the
Freight House Road Races 10 miler, which is becoming something of a tradition.
Whenever I run the same races year after year, there is a sense of déjà vu all over again, as Yogi Berra would say. At the very least, there is a sense of sameness. Case in point for Lumberjack Days:
1. I parked in the same lot as I always do (maybe even the same space).
2. It is the same check-in process, and shirts are handed out
after the race, which I like (you've gotta earn it here at Lumberjack Days, baby!).
3. Same bumpy school bus ride to the start. (Two quick asides - I no longer fit comfortably in a school bus. Also, as we were about to leave Stillwater to head to the start, our surly bus driver started honking and wildly gesticulating at a lady who was trying to park in the area he needed to drive through. A chaotic start to the race day, and we hadn't left the parking lot!)
4. Same course, and you know exactly what to expect and where (including the nice folks at the 10k split who run a sprinkler all the way from their house to the road - on cue, as always), and where the water stops are.
5. And, many of the same familiar faces from the local running scene. A lot of consistency here!
Even some of the pictures are the same. Here is 2009:

...and here is 2010! :)

The only real variable is the weather. And what a difference it made this year.
By and large, I have gotten pretty lucky with the weather at this race. Traditionally, this is a very hot time of year. The first time I ran here in 2005, it was really warm (excessive heat warnings later in the day, with heat indices rising to 110!), and I finished in time to avoid some mid morning storms. 2008 and 2009 were both right around 70 degrees, but the humidity was very low, making for comfortable running.
For this year's race, some thunderstorms blew through the Twin Cities overnight, leaving some nice cloud cover in their wake. Temperatures were in the high 60's earlier but quickly warmed to the mid 70's during the race. Dew point were in the 60's as well, leaving something of a sticky, sweaty situation. The cloud cover was the only saving grace.
Bottom line; I don't run well in weather like this.
As per usual, the race starts north of Stillwater at Square Lake Park. The race director shouted "GO!" from the top of a van, and nearly 1100 runners were headed back to Stillwater.
And then things got weird.
A mere half mile into the race, I got to witness a girl do a face plant in the middle of the highway, all on her own. She stepped into a pothole that she obviously didn't see, and
down goes Frazier. She hit hard, too, and the sound was awful. A bunch of us slowed down to check on her, and she bounced right back up, insisting she was fine. Obviously, she was - she passed me soon thereafter and looked remarkably good, so that was great to see. And I never saw her again!
By the first mile, I had sweat pouring down my face. It was going to be one of those days.
Another weird thing I witnessed was near the 5 mile mark, and I was personally involved. Running in the middle of the highway, suddenly I feel my right foot get tangled with another runner behind me! I nearly took a tumble of my own, thankfully managing to catch myself before falling. She apologized, but what the hell? Here I am minding my own business and nearly got taken out by this girl who was, for all intensive purposes, drafting me. We've got a whole highway to work with! Plenty of room here, people; no need to be running in someone's shadow.
Even worse, more chaos ensued as a police car blows by the runners with the siren on and lights blazing. It was followed by what looked to be some sort of emergency vehicle that was driving with much less urgency, so I don't know what that was all about. I was wondering if they were responding to something that happened with a runner. The emergency vehicle came back by us later on, and it didn't seem that there was a significant problem. Still, you never like to see those things at races, so I hope everyone was alright.
Is this a road race or a demolition derby?
With all of this crazy stuff going on around me, let's talk about something positive - overall, the course has elevation loss as we head back down to the river. Lots of downhill running all the way to Stillwater. It's a great course. So if you are suffering, you can do a little coasting to try and recover. Miles 5 through 7 were largely downhill. I made it through the 10k split in good nick, 48 minutes and change.
But, things deteriorated in rapid fashion.
Following the water stop after mile 7, I hit a wall in a big way. I felt hot, exhausted, and extremely sluggish. I actually needed to stop and walk for a couple of brief stretches on the way to the finish. I kept telling myself, "
It could be worse - the sun could be shining!" :) The last couple of miles were most unpleasant.
I dragged my sorry butt into Stillwater as best I could, rounded a couple of corners, ran under the
historic lift bridge, and finished in 1:21:14 (
results here). I was positively soaked, every article of clothing, saturated. People might have thought that I had fallen into the St. Croix River, but no. And I don't care what anyone says - if your running clothes get
that wet, there is no amount of Body Glide that will prevent chafing (enough said).
I was spent. What a race!
All things considered, and with all the strange stuff that transpired, I wasn't entirely displeased with the results. Even with my apparent lack of adaptability to these conditions, I was only 2 1/2 minutes slower than the 10 miler I ran in May. Somehow, I still managed to finish in the top half of the overall, gender, and age division categories (even with a couple of late walk breaks!, though I certainly didn't feel like I did. Maybe it wasn't such a bad day after all?
My groovy new 2010 Lumberjack Days race shirt

None of this (strange events, weather) should take anything away from the race itself. It is one of my favorite local races. I love the 10 mile distance, and as noted, I have run Lumberjack Days several times. The course is pretty, and it is a lot of fun to finish in downtown Stillwater in front of a lot of cheering folks. A fantastic summer event - even if Mother Nature doesn't always cooperate.
I'm already looking forward to exacting some revenge next year. Hopefully, it will be a little less chaotic. Although, the chaotic races tend to give one more interesting stories to tell!
After the semi-regular, post-race tradition of take-out for dinner, the rest of the evening will look a little something like this... ;-)