So many participants!

Thanks to a nagging right shoulder/neck pain from sleeping awkwardly, excacerbated by a forecast of unseasonably warm morning with a thunderstorm for Thanksgiving, I continued to delay signing up for any turkey trot until the Trophy Trot 5K ended up being the only option left that had not yet closed or sold out. I had not raced a 5K since early 2013 and rarely ever stop at that distance even in a casual run, so I hesitated; nevertheless, knowing I would run this day anyway and always enjoying being in the presence of other runners, after waking up unprompted with just enough time to register online and drive to the event and unable to go back to sleep, I committed, five minutes after which came a heavy rain followed by a lightning and thunder. “Too late now,” I said out loud before hurrying out of my apartment. I ran the Trophy Trot 10K three years previously, prior to their changing the distance likely to attract more participants, and remembered the course being hilly.

I don’t normally drink, but I can’t turn down a cold beer after a race. 😂

With more than 2,300 participants lining up, I put myself toward the front to avoid being jammed, which happened anyway. Many joggers and those who started fast just to stop thirty seconds later barricaded me, requiring me to maneuver around many and waste energy. I became nervous about how to pace myself in such a brief run and pushed slightly harder than I have recently from the first mile of incline. I maintained a consistent pace without too much fluctuation, with the exception of moving considerably faster in the final stretch. Had I foreseen the lengthy downhill in the final mile, I may have held back slightly the first two miles of rolling hills to save some for a stronger finish. I completed the course officially in 27:00.3, with my COROS reading 3.17 miles. I have run numerous significantly faster 5K splits in much longer distances, but I knew going in I was not at my peak speed shape, especially coming off a trail ultra, and had to factor in the 97% humidity and substantial hills, without which I would have run a minute or two faster. This led me to consider not ruling out 5Ks completely in the future so that I could be more versatile.

I don’t think I’ll be hungry for a while.

Following a quick hot bath and shower, I proceeded to Golden Corral for a Thanksgiving buffet, as has been a tradition for many years. Grateful to God for all that He has given me. Happy Thanksgiving!

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Since 2014, I have managed to squeeze in at least one marathon or ultramarathon every year. Intent on continuing this streak, I urgently sought closeby ultras throughout the remainder of 2024 and came across a local event in Washington, North Carolina, a two-hour drive from my residence in Raleigh I would do the morning of. In honor of Goose Creek State Park’s 50-year anniversary, TRAILthirty, on November 9, 2024, hosted an inaugural Goose Greek Trail Run & Hike that included a 50K on a non-technical trail. This would be my first-ever legitimate, though not technically, trail ultra, which made me uneasy about the navigation and the inevitably more challenging surfaces than I have become accustomed to. Following many prayers, I registered a couple of nights prior, a few hours before the online registration deadline.

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We ran a lot of the final loop together!

The course went around a roughly eight-mile loop four times, and I took off without music to remove any potential distraction until I became confident in my ability to interpret the patterns of signs and flags. With countless roots hiding under fall leaves, which I ended up kicking 40-50 times, and other characteristics of trails, I felt my calves burning early on. (A half marathon participant informed me a gentleman tripped and dislocated his shoulder and I was the only one she knew who never fell.) After slow running for the first 11 miles, I started mixing in walking, although I never allowed a full mile of walking at any point. Psychologically, I struggled the most in the third loop, as I ran almost the entirety alone in the woods, albeit I enjoyed praying to God observing His awesome creation in the quiet. Nearing the halfway point of the final loop, on the Palmetto Boardwalk, I ran into a young military man running his first ultra and suffering from an injury. He decided to keep up with me as long as he could, and we ended up conversing and covering most of the rest of the race together, with another first-time ultrarunner joining briefly toward the end. This interaction mentally revived me and led me to run much more than I planned, including the last 2.5 miles nonstop, feeling stronger than I did in the previous loop and reminding me how much of a mental game ultramarathons tend to be. With just over half a mile to go, I pushed forward alone with all the energy I had left, which became my fastest mile on the day. I crossed the finish line officially in 6:51:23.66 at 31.45 miles on my COROS, likely meaning slightly farther in reality. Ultra #13, still challenging, humbling, and memorable.