Thursday, November 29, 2012

World's Toughest Mudder- Part 2 - Homework / Training



“I’ll do today what others won’t, so tomorrow I can do what others can’t.”

So I should probably start by stating that I am of average athletic ability.  Anyone that knew me growing up knows that I played one sport in high school, football. And I might have been slightly above average (at best) on what everyone would have to say was an absolutely horrible team. We sucked really bad. In fact, we were so bad, even our cheerleaders left one of our games at half time.  So for anyone out there that thinks I have some type of ability better than anyone else, you are wrong. Lucky for me, my stubborness was a plus for this event and proper training and doing your homework all but guaranteed a much better than average finish. I should also point out that while we placed 61st and 62nd out of 1300, my brother and I only did five laps. The top two finishers completed 9 laps and 90 miles so our "acheivement" really was nothing compared to the winners when you consider how each additional lap is exponentially more difficult.

My brother and I did a ton of homework on this event. There were several blogs out there from last year's participants and we read pretty much all of them. Some, like the first place woman's finsiher (Amelia Boone) this year, had some real good bits of information (her tip about using Vaseline and Foot powder was probably the most valuable thing I learned through all of my research).  Most of the others simply told us what not to do through their failures. And there were many.

Very simply, last year's participants "died" due to a number of factors:

1. The extreme cold / hypothermia. A ridiculous number of people did the first race and only had a wetsuit on during the last part of the course or none at all. There were a few knuckleheads that tried that this year. One guy dressed up as Spiderman wearing Spidey tights.  He, of course, was in the medical tent half way through lap 1.  Others had wetsuits but no experience in the cold. I remember even reading one blogger talk about how when he got his fingers thawed out that they starting burning in pain so he sprinted back to the medical tent "for treatment".  Umm....every kid in MN experiences that pain almost daily during the Winter months when they come in from playing outside. Deal with it!!!  Even Tough Mudder itself underestimated the cold as they set up a wetsuit tent on the course which implied to a participant that they only needed it on during part of the course. There were even some that were complaining about having to bring a wetsuit at all. Getting the gear right took some homework and testing on our part but was the easiest thing to address and you could do it without spending a crazy amount of money on gear.

There were lots of zombies in the medical tents during the wee hours of the night. These zombies didn't try to eat your brains, they just sat there and stared off in space...


2. Going into their tent between laps to warm up. While it may sound like a good idea and some may have used that strategy with success, most people went into their tents to die. Mentally, only the toughest competitors are going to be able to step out of their tent after getting warm, get hit with 20 degree winds, and then proceed to put on a frozen wetsuit when they are already exhausted and it is 3:00 a.m. The cold on top of the fact that muscles start to tighten up very shortly after stopping a strenuous activity told us we would have to avoid the temptation of taking any breaks outside of quick gear changes and food. Period.

3. Weak feet / legs. A TON of people had issues with their feet. Most had significant pain and swelling in their feet during and/or after the event.  From reading their posts several weeks after the event, it was obvious that almost none of the people that quit due to their feet or legs giving out had actual injuries (some of course did). They just weren't adequately prepared to go a long distance. Toughening up my legs and especially my feet were the top priority.

Training for me in general consisted of Crossfit 4 times a week at 5:15 a.m. On Tuesday and Thursday nights I would normally run a 7.5 mile hilly loop. Sometimes I substituted a few laps up and down the hill at the end of our road, sometimes with a backpack on my back, sometimes with one of my daughters on my back.  Depending on what we did during crossfit that morning, this run could be easy or it could be pretty slow. I just went with the randomness of it all to keep my sanity. Sunday mornings I would do a longer run before church. Up until three months before the race, I kept this run under 13 miles so that I was done in under two hours. There is research out there that suggests your risk of injury skyrockets after two hours and that your muscle can actually start to break down as well.  I am pretty lazy so I used that excuse to take things easy early on.  In the final three months, I ramped up the mileage and started to mix in some much longer hikes and weighted hikes and/or runs. The furthest I ever actually ran was just over 19 miles and by then it was really pretty easy.

I should also mention that I always wear Vibram's five finger shoes at crossfit and I fully transitioned to minimalist running shoes for my other runs after my marathon early this year. This put a huge amount of extra loading on my feet compared to regular shoes but once I worked through the transition, I felt my feet, calves, and legs were solid and unbreakable (although still not as strong as I would like).

Two months out, I did an overnight hike to a neighboring town 17.5 miles away. Somehow I got a friend to join me for the first half.  He really seemed to enjoy himself.  I almost didn't make it home as my legs got extremely tight at around mile 25 and the last 5 miles were especially horrible! It was very apparent to me afterwards that proper nutrition (I ate just peanut M&Ms and water) and mixing up my power walking with running and/or stretching were going to be necessary.  This hike actually scared me because I knew if I felt like I did that night during the actual event it was going to be unbearable once I threw in the cold, a wetsuit, electricity, and all the other nonsense that is Tough Mudder.

After the hike, it was apparent I needed to change the training strategy somewhat. I also had another Goruck Challenge coming up so I needed to start getting some harder miles in.  That is when I started running with 3 bricks in my backpack and hiking with double the load.  It seemed to make a big difference in working my legs and I like the weighted runs so much I plan on getting a weighted vest in the future.  I also participated in a 100 mile challenge where everyone had to put in 100 miles of weighted hiking in the month of October.  All told, I put in about 140 miles in both September and October plus whatever running we do at Crossfit. Nothing impressive to a runner but certainly more than I had ever done in my life, for sure when you consider the extremity of crossfit all by itself.

I also mixed in a couple of wetsuit tests. Living in Arkansas, I didn't have the luxury of cold weather so my opportunities for testing were limited. I do have a swimming pool so my testing consisted of jumping in the pool when it was 34 degrees out and running a mile lap around the neighborhood, then repeating for 13 miles. The two biggest learnings there were that I could very easily control my body temperature through the changing of headgear and by changing my exertion level through walking or running. The other thing was that the testing gave me 100% confidence in my gear. It is a little intimidating jumping into a freezing cold pool in freezing cold temperatures the first time. Once you know your gear (and by the way you realize you can't drown in a thick wetsuit since it is so buoyant), the intimidation is gone. My brother, living in MN, also did some testing so I was able to learn from him as well.

Two weeks before World's Toughest Mudder, I did my final test. The goal was to do 45 miles to see what it would be like. I would do my normal 7.5 mile loop, mixing in two miles of running per lap and walking the rest. At the end of the loop, I would consume my nutrition. I ended up going with the Hammer Nutrition's Perpetuem product. It is geared towards very long endurance activities and is supposed to have the right blend of carbs, salt, protein, etc.  I ended up doing quite a bit of reading up on this stuff and decided I needed something quick, easy, calorie dense, and something I could stomach even when I didn't have the desire to eat at all (a lot of people last year stopped eating and crashed soon after). I did three 7.5 mile loops and then had my youngest daughter join me for the fourth. By then I realized that:

1. My daughter is pretty awesome for joining me.
2. I could do this forever.
3. I am completely bored.
4. The only thing I could gain by going further was a potential injury.

I quit the test at 30 miles with 100% confidence that I had a workable plan that wasn't going to fail me unless my mind failed me.

I look back at the training and a few things come to mind. One is that the crossfit coupled with all of those miles looks ridiculous. I couldn't even imagine doing all of that a couple of years ago.  Two is that it really wasn't that bad and it really isn't a big deal. And three is that I think now that I have learned so much about my body, I wouldn't have had to spend nearly as much time training if I knew those things at the beginning.

All in all, there aren't many things I would change if I could go back in time:
1. I could train smarter and reduce the hours I put in.
2. I would make one small tweak to my gear, which I will talk about later.
3. I would make one significant change to my race strategy (which I will also talk about later).

-Loren

Friday, November 23, 2012

World's Toughest Mudder- Part 1 - Conversations

Me- "You are walking a lot faster than earlier. Is your foot feeling better?"

Nathan- "That's because my foot has been frozen since lap three. I can't feel it".

Just a sample of the conversation over the course of 24 hours.  One would think that in an event where you spend 24 hours together, a good majority of it walking, that you would have plenty of time to catch up with your brother on everything, to discuss your kids, to discuss your wives, to discuss pretty much everything.

I learned a number of things during the World's Toughest Mudder competition. One of them is that when you are absolutely miserable your conversation is pretty much limited to things like "I am peeing now, that feels so warm!" (said about 50 times at least) or "watch that hole", "watch that branch", "you want to walk now?", "you want to run now?", "you want to get some chicken broth or keep going?".  Or something along the lines of "You have to poop?", "you know a real man poops in his wetsuit".  Pretty basic stuff.

But I suppose the most important thing about our conversations is that one thing we never talked about was quitting. Outside of the final lap, when we were trying to figure out if our current speed was going to be quick enough for a sixth lap, we never mentioned it. We didn't even consider resting as we knew from our research that the tents were where "people went to die" during last year's event.

I am going to write a handful of posts on the event itself. I almost feel obligated to pass on everything I have learned as much of our success is at least in part due to a number of blog posts from last years' participants.  This thing was as much about preparation, strategy, and experience (which we lacked) as it was about athletic ability.  In fact, I would say basic athletic ability is the least important of all four.

So anyway, maybe a post describing the course itself, our training/strategy, and one on the event itself?

Stay tuned for more.

-Loren

Thursday, November 22, 2012

World's Toughest Mudder 2012- A Quick Thank You!

So we survived. Not only did we survive, but I have to say I feel great! My brother and I completed 5 laps total in just under 24 hours.  After all of the smack talk and lofty (ignorant) goals of so many, we ended up besting the vast majority of competitors as we came in 62nd and 63rd out of 1300 starters. I was 5th place among the competitors over 40 years old. I hate to play the geriatric card but it still feels good.

I am in NC for the Thanksgiving holiday so this post will be short. I have much to share but for now I just wanted to say thank you first and foremost to those of you that made pledges and/or have already made donations to "Debra and Ray's" adoption fund. We ended up with over $300 per lap in pledges and over $1000 in one time donations! How cool is that!!! The timing is perfect as they should be traveling soon. I will be contacting each of you that have made pledges in the coming days but you can send in your money through a number of ways. If you know Debra and Ray's real name and address you can mail them the money directly. Please just let me know when you have done so that I can keep up with everything. If not, you can mail a check to me and I will forward the money to them. My address, since it is all over the internet anyway is:

Loren Marti
531 Candlelight Cir
Springdale, AR 72762

I also want to thank all of you that were there to support us throughout this endeaver / ordeal. Thanks to my sister for coming in from Green Bay to watch us almost the entire time. The photos she took are priceless since as usual the Tough Mudder photographs are a joke, and it was so nice to get real time updates on the standings. It was nice knowing that we were passing people by the hundreds during the last laps. Thanks also to my cousin and his wife for allowing us to stay at their house nearby, for taking tons of video, for relaying results to my sister in the dead of night, and for washing all of our gear and clothes for us afterwards. You guys are awesome! I can't wait to see Brian AND Kelly out on the course sometime soon! Finally, a big thank you to everyone that was cheering us on through Facebook. I was amazed at how many people were there to comment on our updates at all hours of the day. I wish I had the time to respond to all of them but frankly we spent way too much time in the pits between laps as it was. More on that later.

Happy Thanksgiving!

My brother and I going through our favorite obstacle "Electric Eel".


-Loren

Sunday, November 18, 2012

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Well they finished racing around 830 this morning. I couldn't convince them to do another lap. I think they thought twice to do it but ?? They did awesome! 50 miles... Possibly more as I'm not sure how they figure in penalty miles. Their last 2 laps were extremely cold for them and its now just warming up. We saw the #1 guy pass them when I saw found them at 7am this morning and the #2 person (a woman) finished her lap #8 right behind them. They finished up running and of course I had to run to get to the finish line for pictures too. So this girl is pooped out too!!:)
Cheryl
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Saturday, November 17, 2012

Progress

Well this is another update. Loren and Nathan finished 3 laps now and seemed in good condition yet. Mostly a little cold here and there so they run more if that happens. I was surprised they could do mt Everest yet on lap 3 on try 1 when others couldn't after many. I left after lap 3 but they were planning to do more after a short break. They moved up 200 spots or so between lap 2 and 3 so r hoping to move up more as the night goes on. Maybe 5 or 6 laps they guessed?? I'll go out at 6am again if they are still going
Cheryl
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Mudder progress

This is cheryl writing for loren while watching the guys race. They are more than half way of lap 3 so far and they say they r feeling pretty good yet. They seem to be to me too. Theu r walking mostly and they do most obstacles pretty well but some they slack off on now... Ha ha its easy for me to say that:). What they didn't tell me is how many miles I'd put on too!! Apparently they were 777th after 2 laps but think they'll move up after this lap as many went in tents after lap 2. Gotta run again. C them coming.
Cheryl
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Lap two complete

Running about 3 1/2 hours per lap. No issues. Getting cold now but gear is doing its job. A few people limping, a handful went home.

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Lap one complete

No problem. Starting lap two now.

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Ready to go

Two hours before the start. Still just below freezing but should hit 50 today. Lots of crazy people here. Gonna be a fun course.

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Thursday, November 15, 2012

Raceway Park Here We Come

This will be short since I am typing this on my phone.

I am all packed up and on my way to New Jersey. Tomorrow (Friday) we register and set up our tents. The race starts at 10:00 a.m. Eastern on Saturday.

If anyone has any last minute donations or pledges, please get them in. Thanks to some awesome family and friends we are over $1000 in one time donations and over $200 per lap in pledges!

I am ready. Tapering over the last couple of weeks has been strange as it makes me feel lazy. For the first time in ages, I am not stiff and sore at least somewhere which also is a strange but nice feeling. My energy level right now is extremely high and I can't wait to get out there to see what this old Marine can do.

Cammie and the girls made a real nice going away card for me. Cammie is of course worried about me and Vika is as well. It is hard to explain to her (or anyone for that matter) why I am doing this. The fact is if I have to explain, you wouldn't understand so there isn't a point in trying.

Our plan is to go slow and steady. Running burns much more energy per mile than walking so the logical strategy in our minds is to walk. We believe we have the gear to stay warm without having to run and we have put in plenty of gear tests to feel confident in that. We also have a nutrition plan. If we survive the full race we expect to burn somewhere around 8000 calories. I have tested my nutrition plan as well and it is amazing how much easier 30 miles is with proper nutrition versus 30 miles on peanut m&ms and water.

I will have my phone in my tent and will update both Facebook and our blog after every lap if possible. Possible, meaning I have the time and my fingers aren't too cold to type. I will also try to figure out which company is doing the chip timing to see if the results are going to be posted live. If so, I will share that info when I get it. Other updates will be available at muddernation.com.

I guess that is all for now. This is going to be awesome!

-Loren

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Changing Lives

Let me start by saying this post isn’t directed towards anyone specific. This is about what I observed a couple of days ago and what I have experienced over the past 16 months since I decided to get my fat butt off the couch. Hopefully the handful of people that are actually going to read this will understand what I am saying and where I am coming from instead of seeing this as someone with a “better than you” attitude towards others. Hopefully something I say will make sense to someone out there.

On Saturday, October 20th at 1:00 a.m. myself and a number of friends and acquaintances assembled on Fayetteville Town Center for a Goruck Challenge that we had set up custom for ourselves. Meaning, we picked the date, we picked the time, we recruited the participants. It was my second Goruck Challenge after completing my first earlier this year. Twenty Nine of us embarked on the journey, and approximately 10.5 hours and 18.2 miles later, 27 of us finished.

This challenge was different in many ways from my first. This time, I knew most of the people participating (somehow I was able to recruit a number of them myself…suckers!) and most of the participants knew each other as well. By the time the challenge came around, many of us had already attended three “practice” gorucks that one of our participants (the craziest of the crazy) organized. This time I saw a group of people that had a vested interest in seeing each other finish. I won’t lie. Physically our team was weaker than the one I was a part of in Tulsa. But yet when it came down to it, this time our team was so much better and the experience so much more rewarding.

I am not going to blog about the entire experience just like I didn’t last time. Yes, we hiked for hours on end. Yes, we carried a bunch of stuff including each other as we went. Yes, we ended up in a pond in front of a hospital in 42 degree weather so we could get “scuba certified” or whatever. And yes, we froze our butts off for several hours before the sun finally came up. Those things are pretty normal…not normal normal...but Goruck normal. What wasn’t ‘normal’ for my last challenge was for someone to puke at flight #7, #8, and #9 of a nine-story bear crawl up a parking deck stairwell less than an hour into the challenge; to continue to puke several more times throughout the night; to collapse on the ground from leg cramps shortly thereafter, all the while being encouraged by his friends to keep going. What wouldn’t have been ‘normal’ for my last challenge was for that person to go the distance and complete the challenge. He did. It also wasn’t ‘normal’ last time for people to collapse from exhaustion at the end of a 200 meter bear crawl we received as punishment for I don’t remember what, while their "battle buddy" crawled alongside yelling words of encouragement until he finished. And it wasn't normal for someone to show up with an overuse knee injury from a crazy event the week before and hobble, skip, and jump the entire night to complete the challenge, never complaining once and always being encouraged. These people would have quit (or not showed up) last time. Things are different when people care. That is what was different about this Goruck Challenge. I have to wonder if the physical strength of our Tulsa team prevented us from learning much of what the Goruck Challenge is there to teach us.

When people care about you for real, they encourage you and they are there to support you.  Our goal, as a team, was to complete our Challenge and we did it. We finished, and all the while we encouraged each other. Some did more, some did less, but at the end we all celebrated our accomplishment.

Sure our goal, which really just resulted in us getting a little patch to prove we did it, may be pointless to some and silly to others.  Likewise, finishing a half-marathon, a marathon, four Tough Mudders or stripping a few more minutes off a Crossfit wod that almost killed me the first time I did it, is again, meaningless to some. There are certainly a lot of things more important than these. I suppose the only thing I "got" out of my efforts are a couple of medals (which of course my little one took to school and lost), a few headbands (yep, lost a couple of them too), and some personal satisfaction. 

What far too many people are missing out on are the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction in setting an "impossible" goal, working towards it, and ultimately achieving it.  Do you really think I thought I could ever run a marathon when I started all this? Really? What far too many people are also missing out on is a "support group" that is there to encourage you and to celebrate your "victories", no matter how small, with you. And what far too many Americans are ignoring are the sad future consequences of a an unhealthy lifestyle. We are the ones called "crazy" while Lipitor and bypass surgery are called "normal". We are told our Crossfit fees are extreme (okay that one is pretty much true) while spending hundreds a month on medications for preventable illnesses are rarely called out for what they are...bad life decisions resulting in bad consequences.

Crossfit

"Crossfit is an obsession". Anyone that participates in Crossfit has heard it (and I mean anyone) and almost anyone that is close to a crossfitter or works with one has probably said it. You can't blame the outsider. Crossfitters tend to never shut up about Crossfit. Ever. And any outsider listening to a typical crossfit workout or conversation could only come to the conclusion that they are nuts. You want me to frog jump 50 meters, sprint the next 750 meters, come in and do 30 pullups and then deadlift 225 pounds 10 times, then repeat the whole thing two more times and do it all as fast as I possibly can so that I am close to passing out and/or puking?  Sure! You mean you start checking online for tomorrow's workout at 9:30 p.m. (hitting refresh every 30 seconds until it is posted) and then sometimes wake up in the middle of the night with butterflies in your stomach because you know how bad it is going to hurt in a few hours? And you like this Crossfit thing!?! To the outsider, crossfitters ARE nuts! 

But you outsiders also shouldn't be so quick to judge us.  We have found a workout routine that gets people in ridiculously good shape, with a ridiculously short time commitment when compared to other fitness alternatives. We have found others who are like-minded and who are there to encourage us no matter how weak, no matter how slow, and no matter how fat we are or were. When one of us posts a new PR (personal record) for a workout, the rest of us celebrate it. When one of us loses another 20 lbs this month, we are excited for them.  When we miss a workout, we have friends holding us accountable asking where we were, and making us feel guilty for skipping.  When one of us is in need, either financial or otherwise, we come together to meet the need be it a fundraising wod or other.  When one of us gets sick or injured, we are constantly asked how our recovery is coming.  All of these things are pretty much the "norm" to us. It is our "culture".  I have attended many churches in my lifetime. Sad to say that many of them could learn a few things from Crossfit.

When I first got off the couch in May of last year, I tried the more "traditional" route. First up, P-90X. That lasted about two weeks. I never even made it through the Yoga dvd once. Two hours of Yoga? Seriously? Globo-gyms? Not for me. Too many people looking at themselves in the mirror...we don't even have mirrors and I am guessing Trevor would lose his Crossfit affiliate if he put some up.  So, I started running instead. I hate running. Scratch that. I hated running.

By any "normal" standards, I was in great shape when I walked into Crossfit 540 a week before Thanksgiving 2011.  I was a couple weeks away from my first half marathon, and by most people's measures, "fit". How wrong I was. I don't think I ever felt so out of shape, weak and slow in my life than during my first few weeks. There is something very humbling about showing up thinking you are in good shape and then getting absolutely CRUSHED by some cutesy little Kindergarten teacher in a workout that is nothing more than 400 meter sprints, pullups, and situps. How is it that some "skinny little girl" can do this stuff better than me!?!  While I beat myself up internally, no one ever judged me at Crossfit. In fact, one of the cool things about Crossfit is that pretty much everybody sucks at it when they start. That being said, progress came quickly and I have yet to plateau. It seems to be almost impossible to plateau since your body never knows what you are going to throw at it from one day to the next.

When I first got off the couch my resting heart rate was 88 bpm and my total cholesterol was consistently right at 200 (want to guess if exercise was the suggested cure?). Now my resting heart rate is 62 bpm and all of my blood levels are at the healthiest ranges of normal. This stuff works.

If "normal" is being overweight and only a decade away from my first heart attack, I will take crazy.

"Extreme" Events

Speaking of crazy...Tough Mudders, Goruck Challenges, etc.  They are all referred to as crazy by almost everyone. I get it. Crawling through water while getting electrocuted will never be "normal".  Throwing a backpack filled with bricks, water, and food on your back and hiking around a city for 12 hours will never be considered "normal" either. What most people don't realize is how many lives have been changed by these so-called "extreme" events.  I can tell you with 100% certainty that if Tough Mudder didn't exist and if they didn't market themselves as an almost impossible goal, I would still be overweight, lazy, and one year closer to my first heart attack. Get on the Tough Mudder bulletin board, Linked in group, or Facebook page. You will quickly find that there are thousands of people whose lives have been changed by these events. Crossfit? Same story. Lives are changed.

As far as our Goruck Challenge is concerned, I know of several lives that were changed.  Many of our participants signed up months ago even though they weren't exercising at all at the time. This event forced them to get themselves off the couch like I did last year. Lo and behold, they enjoyed the experience too. One good friend of mine joined crossfit to get ready for our Challenge. Now he is hooked, and unfortunately for me, beating me in way too many wods already. Another friend just signed up for new member classes at Crossfit and a second one is close to doing the same.  You can make fun of this stuff all you want, but it works. You will never feel more alive then when you feel like you are dying. And of course I can only imagine the sense of accomplishment that some of our participants experienced when our cadre finally said we were done.

Who says this stuff isn't fun!?!



Changing Lives in More Ways Than One

I have to brag on my teammates one more time. We were able to raise a total of just under $1200 through this Goruck Challenge. We split the funds 50:50 between The Green Beret Foundation and "Debra and Ray", the adoptive family I am raising funds for. Again. Lives are being changed. Both charities are helping some really awesome people and I am proud to be part of such a great team!

What Are You Waiting For?

Getting off the couch and taking back your life isn't easy and to be fair I started in a much better place than most.  Again, I am not judging anyone.  Some of you are overweight and perfectly fine with it. I don't have a problem with that. I really don't care.  But if that is you, do one thing for me.  Go to your photo album or computer and take a look at all of the photos that make you look fat.  You mean you don't have any that make you look fat? Well then, maybe that means you aren't fat. Or maybe you are like I used to be and you tend to delete all of your fat photos. Strange how I had myself fooled into thinking I was happy with the way I looked too.

-Loren

A short video from our Goruck Challenge:  http://vimeo.com/52136524

Before the fun (most of our Crossfit 540 crew)...



At the start...

Five minutes later...

We did this a lot...



 Bear crawls up 9 stories. Crab walks down...


Thursday, September 20, 2012

Battling World's Toughest Mudder To Bring Home Ukrainian Orphans!

I have been sitting here trying to figure out how one tries to ask someone else for money. I mean really. The holiday season will be starting in a couple of months and every one of us is going to get hit with requests for Angel Trees, school fundraisers (how much overpriced cookie dough can we be expected to buy?), special offerings at church…the list goes on. Not to mention that we all have a bunch of worthless junk we have to buy to give to each other since trying to outdo one another at Christmas seems to be so important nowadays. Gas prices are high and going higher, the economy is horrible, people are out of work and any of us with jobs could be next. What a bummer. We should all stop reading now and move on with our sad sad lives.

Our Story (for you newcomers)...

As most of you know, Cammie and I hosted two girls (ages 7 and 10 at the time) from Ukraine during the Summer of 2010. They were part of an organized hosting trip that brought a couple dozen orphans from Ukraine to live with various families (most of which have now been adopted).  They lived with us for about six weeks. We fell in love with them in about 6 minutes. We had no doubt from the very beginning that we wanted them to be a part of our family...they fit perfectly! Little one even wanted a gun! Unfortunately, it wasn't going to be that easy. We had several months of drama to deal with first. Eventually, one by one, the hurdles started to fall. A few months later and our girls arrived home forever!

The need...

Adoption is hard. Adopting from Ukraine is arguably even harder. I have no desire to go through all of the drama that we went through again. That isn't to say we won't go back. But for now, we have what we consider to be a fairly large extended family that are in need and that we can better help (at least right now) through avenues outside of adoption.  While the extrended family wasn't something we were looking for going in, this extended family has been a huge blessing to us and it is wonderful to be in a position where we can help.  So, while we may never go back, (to adopt) some people continue to go back. 

"Debra and Ray" went to get their first daughter at the same time that we did. They dealt with the same governmental drama that we did and we all worried together whether or not things would work out. They hosted their girl the same Summer we did and they actually got their girl home the same day we did.  Since their new daughter had spent several years at the orphanage, some of the other kids at the orphanage became like family to her.  I saw the video of their new daughter's best friend as she said goodby. It was heartwrenching! The poor girl didn't know what to say or what to do. She had no idea (nor did their daughter) that as soon as they got home with daughter #1, they started paperwork to go back and get her!  Six months after adopting their first, they were back in Ukraine not only adopting their daughter's best friend but an additional "unplanned" daughter as well! This adoption trip was harder than the first because this time "Debra" spent much of her time in Ukraine alone without electricity (after a storm) and with a pretty nasty illness.  Eventually, this adoption was also complete and their family of five was all together. All three girls are doing wonderfully! Watching them adjust so well and mesh together as a family has been a blessing to myself and anyone that has been watching their story.

"Debra and Ray" are going back one last time. As I already shared, they hosted another girl this Summer and they are headed back to adopt her and her younger sister.  It is hard to say "no" once you get to know these kids. For sure when you know you can help them...even though you know what lies in your path and how tough it is going to be.  Anyone involved in adoption knows that the costs of adoption are high. When you get them home, the bills continue to pile up as you have years of medical and dental neglect to attend to, special education needs, tutoring, counseling, etc. Not to mention the obvious normal expenses of raising a child.

I am asking for your support and I am appealing especially to those of you that have never been involved in the adoption community. Why? Two reasons: First, because most adoptive families are already tapped out either dealing with their own expenses or giving heavily to other adoptive families. Secondly, and most importantly, because many of you are missing out on a huge blessing.  How often can you actually give to something that is going to make THAT BIG of a difference as rescuing an orphan out of an orphanage? "Rescuing" you say?  As much as I hate it called that now, I said it anyway. As I mentioned over a year ago, I didn't rescue my girls, I went to go and get my daughters. I don't see our trip as a rescue mission and my girls don't think of me as their rescuer. I am their daddy.  The truth is, "Debra and Ray" are going to be even more blessed by these two girls than they already have been with the first three. But yes, these girls are going to be "rescued" from a life with almost no hope for any type of a future by being adopted.  Any money donated will directly impact the lives of two little orphans in Ukraine. How cool is that!?!

How you can help...

As the flyer below states, I am asking for per lap pledges for the World's Toughest Mudder which my brother and I will be competing in on November 17th and 18th.  I am also accepting one-time donations but I prefer the pledges due to the extra motivation it provides (call me selfish).  The estimated cost of the adoption is $25,000 and the distance to Ukraine is 4,533 miles. That is $5.50 a mile. Will you consider a pledge of $5.50 per lap or more? 

Fundraising Flyer

Keep in mind as you consider a pledge, that I am old (43) and feeble (just look at me) and only 261 people completed even a second lap last year.



Most dropped due to hypothermia while many others broke bones or were otherwise injured.  My shoulder still isn't at 100%, I haven't lived in a cold climate for years, and I hate crawling through water on my stomach while getting shocked with electricity. HATE IT!



Not to mention, I don't really like exercising, and running for miles on end bores me to tears. Basically, I am lazy and weak.  Surely I will only be able to do one lap? Perhaps I will almost rip my arm off my shoulder like last time or maybe the 12,000 volts will finally knock me completely senseless so I can't continue? It seems like even a $55 / lap pledge is safe?

Perhaps you just like seeing people suffer. I understand. Part of the reason I enjoy both Crossfit and these supposedly extreme events is that I get to see others suffer. If that is you too, won't you pledge a little extra to see me suffer more?  I will do my best to share my experience both during and after the event if it makes you feel better.



The event...




So the event is pretty simple. At 10:00 a.m. on a Saturday morning we start and we will attempt to complete as many Tough Mudder laps as possible. The obstacles are a harder than a typical Tough Mudder (which to be fair aren't very hard) and there are more of them. Some will have penalties for failure while others will disqualify someone who can't complete them.  The weather may or may not be extremely cold. That is all part of the fun.  Whoever completes the most laps by 10:00 a.m. Sunday morning wins and everyone else has up to four hours to complete the lap they have started. 

More details can be found on the Tough Mudder website at:
www.toughmudder.com/events/worlds-toughest-mudder-series-finals


So that is it. Thanks in advance for your consideration and please check back for more updates.

-Loren

P.S. The attached flyer leaves off a good bit of information since this is a public blog.  For my family and friends, I can send you a more detailed flyer (including a photo of the girls they are going to adopt) if you wish...just ask.

Monday, June 18, 2012

My First Marathon

So I initially didn’t think there would be much of a point in a blog post about my first marathon. And given the fact that I had shoulder surgery a couple of weeks after the marathon, I haven’t had a chance to really get anything updated until now. Compared to some of the other things I have done, a marathon sounds pretty boring and perhaps even unchallenging. Much to my surprise, it wasn’t nearly as bad as I had thought as far as boredom goes and it was plenty challenging.


The Hogeye Marathon took place on April 15 in Fayetteville, AR. The weather called for heavy rain off and on all day with 20 M.P.H. winds. The weather coupled with a course that provided 1200 feet of elevation gain and drop with the last 6 miles being essentially all uphill made it plenty tough for an old guy like me.

So late on the Friday night before the Sunday race, I dared a friend of mine to sign up and join me. Only a crazy man or a fitness freak would decide to run 26.2 miles with a one day notice. He is both.

As far as the race goes, there isn’t much to tell. You run and run and run and run and run and it makes you tired. All of my training has a lot of hills (I actually struggle to find flat areas to run) so the hills seemed like any other run. I just couldn’t seem to figure out the right strategy to run them fast without burning myself out. I focused on my heart rate and keeping it under 160 but in hindsight I don’t know if that was the right way to go. I had the first experience in my life with “hitting the wall” at mile 18 which seemed a few miles earlier than it should have been but I didn’t do any carb loading or any other special dieting…maybe next time. I took a gel every three miles and alternated between water and Gatorade every water station (I think there were about 20 of them). I never had to use the bathroom and I never felt thirsty. My 18 mile training run a few weeks earlier was a breeze and while I was certainly running faster this time, I was really surprised it got me so quick. The experience itself wasn’t all that bad. I felt kind of dizzy and extremely tired and remember telling myself that “if I feel like this for the next 8 miles, this is going to really suck”. Five minutes later and my lightheadedness (not sure how else to describe it) went away but I just couldn’t seem to get my legs to move very fast. My speed slowed down, but again, I was now almost into the final uphill section for the final 6 miles. By then it started to pour rain…it was nice getting the salt washed off my face as it was getting in my eyes pretty bad. I told myself no matter what, I wasn’t going to be one of the walkers. No problem there but it sure was tempting. Towards the end, my focus turned on making sure I beat Oprah. My brother had mentioned that she had run a marathon and that nobody wants to get beat by Oprah (she ran the 1994 Marine Corps marathon in 4:29:15). I ended up “beating her” by a couple of minutes coming in at 4:26:25. My initial goal was around 4:07 which I based entirely off of a few online calculators that scaled up my half-marathon time. I wasn’t even close to my goal. Looking back, there was no way I was going to run a negative split on that course and fighting a strong wind all day seemed to take a toll on me as well. A 4:07 actually would have put me in the top 3 or 4 places in my age division so it was clearly an unrealistic goal. My buddy came in a minute or two behind me (he stopped to take a bathroom break otherwise he would have beat me)….pretty impressive for someone that did nothing to prepare other than his normal fitness routine!

So the bright side:

1. I finished my first marathon at a pace that was almost a minute faster than the pace of my very first 3 mile run almost a year ago (a 3 mile run that felt like it was going to kill me).

2. I beat Oprah. Phew!!!

3. I ran for a while with a guy that had done the Little Rock Marathon (much flatter) earlier in the year in 3:45 and I ended up ahead of him.

4. Overall, I think I am still making progress. I was exactly in the middle of the pack (126 of 253) for my half marathon among men but I finished the marathon with only 38% of the men ahead of me (52 of 137). In that way, I doubled the distance but I was still more competitive versus my peers. All told, I was 78th of 211 finishers. Certainly not impressive but I have to take what I can get!

5. I beat more than 25 marathon relay teams. The teams had four people to split the distance so it does feel good that I could beat several of them although I did get passed by several of them at the end.

What I don’t know:

1. How to be strategic in this type of race. We started the race with both the Marathon relay and half marathon competitors. It was hard to slow myself down in the beginning even though I knew this was going to happen and even though I was warned by a couple of experienced friends. There were a lot of hills in the beginning but the first several miles provided a large net elevation loss. I have no idea if I limited my speed too much or too little. Looking at my splits, I passed almost 50 people from the first split and was only passed by 3. Perhaps that means I started too slow?

2. If my performance would have been better if I had focused on my diet any. I have to admit, that I pretty much eat whatever I want, whenever I want (although I recently started drinking green shakes in the mornings) and don’t give it any thought. I burn so many calories I am constantly hungry during the week. When I bring my lunch to work, it is gone by 10:00 a.m. and I have to go out and eat again at noon! What if I actually paid attention to diet? Crossfit people say you can’t out-train your diet. I think you can but I am not sure that you should try?

3. How fast I could go if I just focused on training for a good marathon time. Too bad I don’t care.

I was pretty beat after the race. My joints were killing me for about a day or so afterwards. I won’t lie, I had a hard time sleeping the first night due to joint pain. My leg muscles themselves hurt pretty bad for about two hours after the race. Once the milk and protein shakes got into my system, my legs just felt like they had just gone through a wicked workout. I had minor muscle stiffness the next day. I ran a couple of miles with Anna a few days after the marathon but mostly took the week off afterwards to recover.

While I didn’t have a blast like I have doing Tough Mudders, I have to say it was very satisfying to be able to do this. Since it is local, I imagine I will do it again next year along with the local half marathon in December. I know I can go faster…I still don’t feel like I am in great shape even though I think the evidence would say I am probably in the best shape of my life overall. I can’t imagine traveling long distances for a marathon though unless it was something truly unique. I didn’t care for it that much.



-Loren

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Tough Mudder Dallas- My Spartan Ultra Beast

Well, Tough Mudder Dallas is complete.  These things are getting more and more fun every time. I got to run with a great guy that seems to enjoy bodily abuse as much as I do. The weather was perfect. The course was a complete muddy / soggy mess.  All in all, an almost perfect day.

This one ended up being even more fun and more challenging than any of my previous two. The course was laid out on and around a bmx motorcycle course. This gave us plenty of muddy tracks filled with hills but the official track part of the course was very limited. A vast majority of the trail was nothing more than knee high grass that they didn't even bother to mow. Given the large amount of rain they had received in the week or so before, the ground was extremely soft. Ever tried running 11.2 miles through tall grass after a major rain?

So this time I ran with a friend from work. He is a former Navy F-14 Navigator, about my age, and basically thought it sounded like fun when I told him about it. I tell pretty much everyone about Tough Mudder and Crossfit...not too many people share my passion. :-(

Before the race...



Anyway, after getting through a ridiculously messed up registration process where they lost our paperwork, etc. we were still able to catch our 8:00 a.m. wave. The first wave of the day. Like last time, the strategy was to stay ahead of most of the crowd before the first obstacle. Usually this means a 400-800 meter run. Unfortunately, this time we did about a mile before we came to the first one...underwater tunnels. I hate starting out fast but we managed. Overall, the course was pretty tough compared to my previous two. I ran my first TM in Austin in October and most of the running path was hard packed dirt as the area hadn't seen rain for weeks. My second was the Texas Coast event this January and it had a lot of soft ground and a lot of water given its location. This one, however, was either this soft muddy grass or muddy motorcycle track for the entire course. You could never just get comfortable and run as you were constantly dealing with slick as ice mud or uneven soft terrain. It was pretty hard on the legs. In fact, my right knee kept popping out of place for some reason. I have never had that happen and I have no idea what that was about. It would hurt when it happened but when it popped back in place it was fine.  I guess it had to have something to do with the terrain and how I run?

So what to say about the race itself. Not much really. They had one new obstacle that I hadn't seen that involved traversing a wall by holding yourself up on a continually narrowing handhold and  foothold (1 1/2" at the beginning, 3/4" at the end).


 Due to the terrain, neither of us seemed to be able to get any type of speed but at the midway point there was about a mile loop where we ran along a fence and then came back on the other side. We could see the leader and at that point I counted 19 people ahead of us. That would have put the leader less than a mile ahead of us so I know it wasn't just the two of us that were slow...usually the leader finishes one of these in 1:40 or so.

Given my hatred for electricity, I tend to try to start psyching myself up for the coming torture around the half way point.  Lucky for me, the Shocks on the Rocks was replaced with the Electric Eel. Basically take the obstacle from the previous event and remove the ice and plastic underneath. This time I could take my time and actually stay low enough to not get shocked. SO HAPPY! In fact, I was able to stay under the wires for the final obstacle as well. Sorry crowd. No Oohs and Aahs at my expense this time!


We finished the course in 2:28. My friend's girlfriend watched the whole thing and thought there were 15 people ahead of us. Regardless, it was a pretty decent time given the course. So lap #1 was done!


So lap #1? Does that imply a lap #2?

I have been wondering what doing two laps back to back would feel like. The thought didn't cross my mind until after my last Tough Mudder in January. Then a few weeks ago the competing obstacle race organization, Spartan Race, announced that they were going to hold what they are going to call an "Ultra-Beast". The Ultra Beast is a full marathon length (26.2 miles) obstacle race with limited support (meaning bring your own food and water with you).  Hmm. I haven't even run a marathon on pavement yet but why not create my own Ultra Beast? Since I have my first regular marathon in two weeks, and since I was still ramping up my weekend long runs (I had only run 18 miles the week before), and since this Tough Mudder still had waves going out after I finished lap 1, and since I was driving home alone afterwards and didn't have anyone waiting on me this was the perfect opportunity! To top it off, I had some friends that were running at 11:00 a.m. (a bunch of crazy roller-blade chicks and a friend that used to live in our neighborhood and is now in the Air Force).

As good as I felt, I almost wimped out.  I mentioned my knee and all day I kept telling myself I probably shouldn't keep running if I didn't need to. Ultimately, I figured it looks way cooler finishing two laps of a Tough Mudder than it does to finish a marathon so I figured why not? So we grabbed some water, grabbed our beer, and Keith's girlfriend stuffed a protein bar in my face and we started walking towards the start line. On the way I decided maybe I should hose myself off a little bit so it wasn't so obvious I had already ran (there isn't any official way to pay and run a second lap). So I hosed myself off a little and said goodbye to Keith. I jumped the wall to the staging area and there I stood ready to go for lap #2! Of course by then my left calf started to cramp up a little. I looked around. No crazy roller-blade chicks (they were stuck in traffic and ended up running later). Hmmm. Oh well. By then, I had a couple of people come up to me and tell me how crazy I was for doing another lap so I certainly couldn't leave now! We went through the standard pre-race hype and off I went again!

I couldn't believe how much the course had changed from 3 hours earlier to my second lap. It was completely destroyed. Dirt that was just soft and slow was now slick as ice. It was pretty bad. Of course everyone else is all happy and energetic and jumping and splashing in the mud in the beginning. I am just trying to keep my legs moving. No doubt, my pace was much slower during the second lap but I was able to run the entire course where running was possible.  The one upside is that much of the grassy area was faster during the second lap as the grass had been packed down quite a bit from the thousands of people that had trampled it. Overall though, the course was much slower and we hit a 20 or 30 minute backlog during a stretch of course that followed a small creek bed.

So all in all, lap two was tough but it wasn't horrible. My legs were pretty heavy but there were enough waits at obstacles that it broke things up a little.  Everything was going perfectly for the first 10 miles. I made every obstacle and I was hanging with the core crowd of people in my wave and passing plenty people that couldn't run the whole course. Until I got to Everest.


Everest is the quarter-pipe looking ramp that almost beat me in Houston due to a leg cramp. Keith and I both made it no problem on the first lap but Everest was at mile 10 and by the time I reached it a second time I had run 21 miles through nothing but soft terrain. My legs and calves were pretty tired.  I waited my turn in line and watched a group of Marines help each other up. It was now my turn.

I chose my path right between two Marines and pointed to them so they knew I was aiming for them. I gave it a good run, kept my feet under me and was able to grab the top without help.  All I had to do was pull myself up.  Before I knew it, the bigger of the two Marines got on his knees, grabbed my left hand and gave it a good yank. Rip! Umm thanks dude I just felt something tear in my shoulder could you please let go of me so I can slide to the bottom and go cry like a little girl!?! Ugh!!! As I slid to the bottom of Everest I recollected a conversation I had with Cammie where I told her that surely I will get injured eventually doing one of these things. I even set aside a little extra money due to my high deductible medical plan just in case.  I guess it was my time!  The front of my shoulder was burning and I knew I had a crawling obstacle (electric eel), a swimming obstacle (walk the plank) and a hanging obstacle (monkey bars) as my next three obstacles. All three were going to require my left arm. I probably could have gotten through electric eel but I didn't really feel like learning to crawl with one arm while repeatedly getting shocked so I decided I was done.  I lowered my head so that no one would see me and walked back to the finish line (where the first aid station was) with my tail between my legs. EXTREMELY ANGRY AND DISAPPOINTED!

So that was it. I was done. I had come so close to finishing but I failed. I could have run the last mile and bypassed the obstacles. Plenty of people bypass obstacles or fail obstacles but I didn't see any point. I had failed. No second orange headband for me. I had failed!  Of course I had to walk through the finish area and see everybody's stupid happy smiley faces to get to the first aid tent too!  By then I had completely forgotten about finishing my first lap in what was very likely a faster time than them. All I could think of was that I failed! Ugh!

In hindsight, I had done what I came to do. I had run 21.35 miles in course conditions that were more challenging than I expected. I did my own Ultra Beast or at least something kind of similar.  The longest I had ever run before yesterday was 18 miles. At this point, my marathon in two weeks is going to be a walk in the park compared to yesterday (assuming I can move my arm while running). The reality is that up to my injury I was having a blast! This was my favorite Tough Mudder so far. Keith was a perfectly matched teammate with an awesome attitude and we had a blast on the first lap. The second lap was fun because you get to talk to so many people while waiting or helping at the obstacles and just enjoy the fun. My shoulder is injured but as far as I can tell, it is nothing but a muscle tear. If I had to choose an injury, my injury would be a pretty good choice I think.  My guess at this point is that I will be fine in a couple of weeks or so. I hate I am going to miss crossfit for a while. I suppose I could go to a gym with mirrors for a few weeks but I just don't see it happening. My next Tough Mudder isn't until May (Twin Cities) so I have plenty of time to heal.

Overall, I just feel blessed that I am in good health and that 15+ years of being fat and lazy didn't seem to do any long term damage to me. I can run a decent distance at a decent pace. That is about it but I am content with what it is.  While I will continue to train to see what else my old body can do, I don't want to lose focus on the fact that many people would give anything just to be healthy enough to try this nonsense.

-Loren

Monday, March 12, 2012

GoRuck Challenge Tulsa (Class 121)

"What are you guys doing?" asks an overweight woman at a riverside park on a sunny Saturday afternoon around 1:15 p.m. "A GoRuck Challenge" someone responds between gasps of air while bear crawling with a 50 lb pack strapped to his back. "What is that?" No answer.

If you are watching a group of 19 zombie looking men from all walks of life perform ridiculous exercises after more than 12 hours and 20+ miles of suck and you have to ask with a cheeseburger in your hand, then you wouldn't understand. If you click on this link and you are at least slightly intrigued, then the GoRuck Challenge might be for you. If it gives you chills, then you NEED to do it.  My first GoRuck is complete and it was quite the experience.

So what is a GoRuck Challenge? From the website:

"Inspired by the most elite training offered to Special Forces soldiers and led by Green Berets, the GORUCK Challenge is a team event and never a race. Challenge cadre build each class into a team through collective conditions of mental and physical exhaustion. Classes are small, camaraderie is high, smiles are plentiful, and teamwork is paramount."

I first heard of the Goruck Challenge last Fall after reading someone else's Tough Mudder blog. I checked it out and I was definitely interested. It was just a matter of location and timing.  Eventually, they had one scheduled for Tulsa which is only two hours away.  


The Goruck Challenge is advertised as 8-10 hours over 15-20 miles with the tagline of "Under promise, over deliver". Oh yes they did.  The challenge always starts at night. Ours started at 0100. We were basically told to bring 6 bricks (4 for anyone under 150 lbs), a headlamp, some water, and something to eat. That was basically it. Each Goruck event has a different Facebook event page which we were encouraged to use and we used the page to organize a class weight (also required), a ruckoff (pre-challenge meeting), etc. We started with a team of 19 men and one woman. Roughly half of us were at a local bar/restaurant a couple of hours before things kicked off. We chatted a while and some of us went back to our cars to try to relax a little before things got started. Around midnight a Chevy pickup pulls up right next to my friend's car. It was our cadre for the challenge. He started to unload a bunch of Goruck bags, ropes, a guidon, etc. So much for relaxing. The guy looked kind of serious.  It is almost show time.

At exactly 1:00 a.m. we all assembled. We signed the standard death waiver that all of the cool events require (I didn't read a single word of it) and had our bricks inspected. Our female team member had some real pretty pink and other colored ones. Pretty funny. People like myself that bought a Goruck branded pack received their bags, and we proceeded to pack up and ship out. We also received a "Hurt Feelings Report" to fill out in case we got our feelings hurt during the challenge.



I am not going to give the blow by blow details of the challenge. If you are my Facebook friend, you can go to my wall and review my recollection of what we ended up doing (I have already been reminded I missed a bunch of stuff). A long list doesn't really do the experience justice anyway.  Essentially, this is a team building exercise that tests you physically and mentally...to an extreme. It hurts. Bad. It sucks. Bad. The short story is this:

We started with a lot of painful exercises with our packs on our shoulders (our bags never left our shoulders except for rest periods which never intentionally went over 10 minutes or when the exercises required the packs be somewhere else...like elevated over our heads). Then we got into the river to do a few more (it was just above freezing at that point with the temperature still dropping). Once we were fully "warmed up" we began our challenge.  We had a few tasks to complete such as carrying "medical equipment" (heavy military boxes labelled "live grenades"). I assume that isn't what was in there but I find it hilarious that we found them next to a dumpster and dropped them off next to an oil refinery for the next class. We even had police drive right past our group without a single question.  Team leaders, etc. were chosen and rotated, and for the most part, we were allowed to make our own decisions with guidance from the cadre (while constantly being reminded that we needed to move faster).  

Around 0400, one of our team members started shivering a little more than the rest of us. We gave her some extra clothes to try to warm her up. She kept going. By the time our first mission was complete, she was showing some stage of hypothermia and dry heaving. Cold is one of those things that once it gets you, you are done. She had completed a Goruck before but this time she had to quit.

We are all told to have our ID and $20 along with us in case we need to call a cab to get home. Unfortunately, the cab companies weren't answering their phone. Time to improvise. Two team members ran the four miles or so back to where we started to get a vehicle. The rest of us waited around and shivered like crazy while discussing how nice it would be to run 4 miles to warm up and then jump in a nice warm vehicle while taking the long route back.  Frost was forming on our packs. It was now below freezing. There was another incident during this time that I won't divulge but as Scott said, we killed some bears afterward so it is all good. Eventually, our team member's ride arrived and we continued on. I think standing in the cold was probably the worst part of it as we knew we had so much more distance to travel and had nothing to do but think about it.


We continued on for a total of 12.5 hours and what I believe was 20.2 miles (based on our photographer's phone GPS). Our team was blessed in that one of our team member's wives volunteered to take photographs for "as long as she can stand the weather". She did the entire challenge with us, carrying her own backpack with her own supplies, etc. When we ran, she ran ahead of us so she could stop and take photos of us running by. She was amazing! I don't know if she was the smart one because she basically got the same experience as us for free or if she is crazy for doing all that and not getting her own Goruck patch! Regardless, we were all very thankful (most of us gave her our $20 bill after the challenge as a thank you afterwards) and lucky to have the entire event fully documented! Thanks again Kayla!


So what did I learn?
  1. Extreme pain in my shoulders. While I certainly did a few long marches with a pack in the Marines. I have to admit I have never gone that distance with that much weight. My shoulders were plenty uncomfortable after only a couple of hours. The pain during the last four hours was well into the "this hurts so much it is funny" stage.  Somehow we actually were able to continue to laugh pretty much the whole way.
  2. The pack isn't the worst of it. It is carrying all of the other junk that really wears you down. We carried a 25 lb team weight, a couple of PVC pipes half filled with water, a stupid bucket half filled with concrete for our guidon (which we never really sat down anyway), a bunch of rope, a bullet proof vest, a bunch of other useless stuff in some of our packs, and for several miles, a creosote filled telephone pole. Fifty pounds isn't so bad, but throwing odd shaped objects on top of your shoulders, which already are on fire, just doesn't feel good. Not in the beginning. Not after 20 miles. Not ever.
  3. People don't show up for these things unless they are in good physical condition. At least not to our challenge they didn't.  I have read some blogs where team members had to hand their packs to others because they couldn't carry theirs anymore. We never had that issue. Our team was strong.
  4. I felt pretty good about my endurance level. My legs never felt weak, my joints felt strong the whole way. I did use some KT tape on my calves for the challenge as I was a little worried about calf cramps (yes I make another stupid training decision the week before the challenge) but my calves held up and feel fine today.  Yes my shoulders hurt during the challenge like never before in my life and I could barely reach forward to lift my cell phone off the dash on the way home but I felt I was able to carry my fair share of the team weights the entire time. I wrote this roughly 27 hours after finishing the challenge and I have slight stiffness in my shoulders (although they feel very weak and exhausted right now..I iced them immediately after the challenge) and stiffness in my lower back and butt similar to what I would have after a good deadlift workout.  This stiffness was really just caused by the telephone pole as I was taller than the majority of people on the team and found myself having to hunch over for most of the pole carry. All in all, I feel good. And I feel good about the fact that I went through all that and still feel pretty good the next day. If our crossfit wod the day after didn't include a bunch of push presses, I would have gone just so I could say I did...too bad I didn't so I can't.
  5. I am still a big fan of crossfit and loving it more and more all the time.  Personally, I wouldn't recommend attempting one of these things with crossfit as the only training (my opinion anyway) but it definitely provides an excellent base of fitness.  When I used to run only, my joints would be so stiff after 10 miles of running that I could hardly walk right after a run. Now I am up to 16 miles on my long runs (getting ready for a marathon) and my joints feel nothing. Yesterday was 20+ miles under heavy loads the entire time and my joints and leg muscles feel nothing.  Joint strength doesn't come from running only. Joint injuries come from running only. Crossfit likes to talk about how it prepares you for almost anything. I am not aware of a better "anything" to test that theory out than a Goruck Challenge.
  6. If you are the least bit intrigued by a 20 mile, 12+ hour challenge that will make you hurt like never before, you should train for it and do it. If not, stay home. This isn't a Tough Mudder where you can be overweight and out of shape and just take your sweet time to finish. Do your team mates a favor and don't show up unless you have taken your training seriously. This is a TEAM event.  My attitude on this is kind of like welfare, I am happy to help out anyone truly in need but if you are sitting on your fat butt smoking crack all day I would rather see you starve then show up asking for a handout. You made that choice not me. We had a couple of team members that were exceptional, but I saw everybody pulling their own weight. I should mention how extremely difficult it is to volunteer to carry team weights for the last four hours or so!
  7. If you are intrigued by the challenge but what I just mentioned in #6 above has you questioning if you are ready, sign up anyway and get training!  The challenge is intimidating but that is the point! Find an event, sign up, and train!  You will probably be amazed at what your body is capable of. Just stop thinking about it and sign up. We had guys from their low 20's to just under 60 (amazing!). Anyone that wants to do a Goruck can do one if they really want to.
  8. The Goruck Challenge is NOT a boot camp experience. No worries about getting yelled at, etc. The cadre is very much focused on helping you acheive and I never felt unsafe or at risk. He constantly reminded us to keep the pace up but in all honesty, we controlled the pace and it seemed like as long as we pushed ourselves, we were left alone.  Other than some muscle pain and a few lost toe nails, there wasn't a single injury that I know of.
  9. From talking to our cadre David after the challenge, I learned that our original course was over 24 miles.  We had to reroute slightly due to our lost team member. I think it would have been easier to do the extra miles and keep moving rather than to wait it out though.
So what is next? Good question. I know there are a lot of people at my crossfit box that are into Tough Mudders, Spartan Races, etc. This is very different but it caters to a subset of the exact same audience (I think most of the people I talked to had experience in obstacle racing) so I will be trying to talk some of them into it. I would love to get enough people interested to do a custom Goruck right here in NW Arkansas.  The hills of Fayetteville, the College Campus, Lake Fayetteville, etc. would make for a great experience.

The Goruck people also offer a number of alumni-only multi-day events that are even more extreme. Things like 4 day mountain climbing expeditions, 4 day beach missions in the Florida Keys, Spy type stuff in Washington D.C., etc. I suppose one of them would be the logical next step although World's Toughest Mudder is my training focus for the remainder of the year. As far as just doing another Goruck, I am probably not interested unless it is either with a friend or friends or in a cool city. We saw West Tulsa. It is a dump.

In the near term, I am running my third Tough Mudder (Dallas) in three weeks. Should be fun. Two weeks later I have my first marathon which is nothing more than a bucket list item I want to knock out. From there, I have a couple more Tough Mudders that I have already signed up for and a Warrior Dash in Tulsa. I am still debating with myself whether or not to do the "24 The Hard Way" race this fall in OK City. Seems like it would be a good measure of my fitness level for WTM but we will see.

-Loren