Race Report: Rosaryville Trail Race, 10 Miles/15k

You GUYS, I ran my first trail race on Sunday! And it was amazing, just as I thought it would be.

Aforemention ultra-trail runner friend convinced me I wanted to run some distance of the Rosaryville Trail Race. The big ticket item was the 50k but there was no way in hell I was doing that, for obvious reasons. I opted to sign up for the 10k instead.

The event was clearly small and locally run by the Kent Island Running Group, which I had never heard of, but whatever.  Registration was $35 not matter what distance you chose! A total bargain when you compare it to…every other race I’ve ever run.

Sunday morning, I woke up at 5am (ish) and headed out to Rosaryville State Park. In the email sent out the day before, the race director had mentioned to key items: 1, the races would start at intervals around 7am. 2, we could switch distances mid-race if we wanted to. The course was a giant loop with the beginning/finish in the middle of it. So, the 10k went halfway around the course, the 10miler one whole loop, the 25K one and half times, and the 50k did it three times. So, it was definitely possible to do an easy up- or down-grade on the distance.

This made me start considering the possibility of upgrading to the 10miler. Now, I haven’t run more than 7 miles since Frederick. But I felt that on trails, with a slower pace, I could handle it. Plus, it’s really not that big of a leap to 10 miles, right?

I got there, went through the bib/timing chip line, found Ashleigh, did all the prerace things. It was a warm morning and HUMID due to the constant rain we had received on Saturday. But people were milling around–a pretty small crowd but honestly way more than I expected.

What struck me was how…relaxed, the whole thing was. There weren’t people being assigned to coralls and we definitely didn’t start on time. The race director kinda just advised each group to amble over to the starting line depending on their distance and then it was GO.

The 10k (my original choice) was very much about settling into my rhythm. Since this was my first trail race I wasn’t sure what to expect as far as the course and passing others on the trail was concerned. I would say I was averaging around 11 minute pace which seemed both epically slow and somehow speedy. After the first aid station at the 5 mile mark, I made my choice to continue on with the 10 mile group. Around mile 7 I came behind a couple of people who seemed to be rocking the same pace as I was and I stuck to them for the rest of the run.

The whole thing was a single-track around the perimeter of the park. The trail itself had some pretty good climbs–“rolling hills” is the term, I believe. Despite the consistent rain from the day before, the trail was not AS muddy as I was expecting, nor did I have to wade through any rivers (my Saucony’s would not have thanked me for that). There were definitely some slippery and sketchy parts. I nearly feel face first down a slope but somehow pulled balancing skillz out of NOWHERE and caught myself.

I think what I enjoyed the most was the lack of pressure to hit a time or pace–I had no expectations so just went with what felt good. I also didn’t want to push myself and trip on a root or burn out too early and have to walk so that helped a lot.

Here’s my garmin info:
Rosaryville 15 Trail Race by themalstrom at Garmin Connect – Details.



My overall place was:

-1st in my age group (out of four, hahahaha!)

-12th overall (out of thirty)

Trail running is still awesome and I’m considering a few fall races, as well as finding a place to just RUN. But I still want to continue on with road distances–mostly because of the lack of tripping and faster paces.


A Friday Full of Feelings

Some days, nothing really comes together. I woke up to grey skies and rain–a forecast that I am told will persist throughout the day. As a self diagnosed SAD sufferer, the world was already looking depressed.

And then the painful news about the shooting on Aurora, Colorado. It’s senseless events that make you truly question the people in this world and why and where and how. Sometimes (usually), there is no answer that doesn’t leave you feeling icky. And I feel that this will be one of those times.

I’ll update more running related things later today. But right now I am sad and I can’t shake it off.

Accidental Crosstraining

Not sure if I’ve mentioned this in the blag but I’m essentially a lazy person. Don’t let the getting up early to run part of me fool you–I really try to take the lazy way out of things as much as possible. Thus, I don’t do that whole…crosstraining things. I mean, I go on walks. And try to swim laps. And I would totally do yoga if I had time/money. But in general, I don’t crosstrain on purpose.

This weekend was no different–I didn’t crosstrain on PURPOSE. It just happened. More accurately, 46 miles of cycling through Northern Virginia happened.

My dad was in town for a conference! He happens to be training for Reno’s first ever Expedition Man triathlon so he’s all up into the swimming and the cycling places these days (not the running because he has some knee and back issues. And is clearly a loser. Kidding).  He also looks pretty awesome.

FUN DAD FACT: he graduated from West Point and was in the Army for 21 years. He is no stranger to the working out but since retirement he gradually got out of shape. Luckily, c’ircumstances have led him back to regular workouts and now he has not only signed up for the Expedition Man but he is also competing in the Tough Mudder race later this year.

So when Dad suggested renting some bikes on Saturday to “train” for our summer trip to Germany, I figured I was in for one of those hipster bike days. You know, jean shorts, cute top, cycling around The City looking at the sites. HAHAHAHAHAHA.

We rented bikes from Bike and Roll at Union Station and  embarked on a five and a half hour journey on what I imagine is every trail ever in Virginia. And despite not wearing the proper uniform, I had a BLAST.  I was a hot sweaty mess and hadn’t been on a bike in over a year but I LOVED it. Northern Virginia has a fantastic trail system that was definitely well maintained.

Of course, we were not going particularly fast or really hitting any kind of goal but I think I satisfied the requirements for a good workout.

Dad and me, around mile 2. If only I had KNOWN

The In-Betweens

(According to Successful Blog People, one should have a writing schedule for blogs. Pshaw, I say! I live spontaneously and in the MOMENT!) (Lies, I’m so type-A, but have not made some schedule for this blog out of confusion as to what this blog should be about.) (Back to your regularly scheduled–butnotreally–programming).

I am in the dreaded in-betweens for running and training. It’s been almost THREE months since my last real race! And my training for the Baltimore half doesn’t kick off for another few weeks.

Overall, I’m feeling about as tired as usual! I decided, since I wasn’t planning on running SUPER long runs as usual, I would just add another day of regular runs (4-5 miles). My schedule looks a little like this:

Monday: 6 miles

Tuesday: 4-5 miles

Wednesday: 6 miles

Thursday: 4 miles

Friday: Rest

Saturday: 7 miles or so

Sunday: “Crosstraining”–usually swimming for about 25-30 mins.

I tried that running streak thing that Runner’s World was promoting on twitter and just.couldn’t.do.it. Everything hurt and I was getting cranky from it.

After taking stock of running five days a week, I think it’s definitely possible but I might cut back to four days again when I start hitting the longer parts of half training. We shall see. The number ONE PRIORITY: not getting injured. I have a marathon to run next spring!