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Angel Island 'Hark the Herald 12k December 10, 2011 Commentary by Rick Rodriguez

Commentary By Rick Rodriguez

Saturday (12/10/11), I once again ran the Hark the Herald 12k on Angel Island organized by Envirosports.  It's a run to the top of Angel Island and back down.  In fact, it takes a bit of an effort to get to the start line and get the run started but in the end it's all worth it.  This year's race featured a whole lot more runners that my previous ventures to the Angel Island and this race!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In order to get to Angel Island, the closest ferry is from Tiburon in Marin County.  Catching the 1st Ferry by 10am got me there in time for the start and after the last of three ferries of runners arrived we were set to go.

Envirosports events are different in that there is no award for placing or medals for runners rather the event's focus is to appreciate the beauty of nature and the surroundings.  This event was no different in that aspect: Angel Island was truly at its finest that day!  Another unique aspect of these events is that race is started with a singing of America the Beautiful.  That's a very special song and it is kind of neat singing with strangers in nature throughout the San Francisco Bay Area!

Needless to say the hard part is the start all the way to the top of the Island.  What is interesting is that on that day, I never seemed to arrive because while I felt I had reached the top several times; I had to keep going just a little more to reach the top of Mt. Livermore.  Perhaps, it was my desire to get there but I managed it well. And, before I knew it I was on my way back down.  It was a fast pace descent and with only a couple of tweaks of ankles on the way down; I managed to finish strong.  The race was concluded quickly. It was an awesome experience and I really enjoyed it this time taking plenty of pictures of the beautiful San Francisco Bay Area. The photograph here is not of a ship cruising through the Bay pierced by rays of sunshine but of the adjacent Alcatraz Island . Even a place with the reputation of Alcatraz Island can look devastatingly beautiful on a day in December when caught at the right moment.  It was and I was there just at the moment that I would bring it here to appreciate.

The Angel Island Hark the Herald 12k (it also offers a 25k) achieved for me exactly what the organizers wanted.  A chance to appreciate nature in a very special place in the San Francisco Bay Area--Angel Island.

As a running experience with hills and lots of single lane trails, I'd rate this a moderate run.  It is fairly tough but tricky.  On the descent, it is semi-chaotic as the 25kers head back up on a single lane trail and it gets a bit crowded.  Though it is tabbed, a non-competitive event, runners by nature are very competitive and this comes out even from yours truly!  It's a great event especially for the views and it's one event that I'll continue to come back again and again!

Rick Rodriguez is a Real Estate Broker & Property Manager with 27+ years of experience in the real estate business. Rick, a Bay Area native and graduate of  Saint Mary's College, services the San Francisco Bay Area including the communities in the 680/580 freeway corridors, and Southern Alameda & Southern Contra Costa County. Contact Rick at rrodriguez@pacunion.com or (510) 326-4795.

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Woodside Half-Marathon Huddart County Park February 27, 2010 Commentary by Rick Rodriguez

Commentary By Rick Rodriguez

The Woodside Half Marathon  in Huddart County Park is set for tomorrow morning rain or shine!  Right now, it looks like a drenching is in store for me and the other brave souls willing to take on the elements.  Unless, the race is called for safety reasons, possible but unlikely, it should be a memorable day.  It's not often that I would willingly place myself in this situation, but really it will do nothing more than add to the adventure of experiencing the Santa Cruz Mountains.  In fact, rain isn't always a bad thing when running and sometimes it serves to cool body temperature.  That being said, running all out will probably be unlikely as trail condition will play a key factor!

Here's what the race director's Envirosports say about the run "The scenic course may humble you, with its 1,880 feet of climbing and descending - but at the same time, the remarkable surroundings will energize you as you navigate the lush hiking trails of the Santa Cruz Mountains. Along the course, you'll be shielded by redwood and oak forests and bordered by sprays of vibrant wildflowers. The climb will take you just shy of reaching Skyline Blvd. Who wants to be reminded of traffic anyway? At the turn-around aid station, you'll be able to fuel up for your descent back into Woodside. 5-milers turn around at an earlier point along the course. This is the half marathon that will rocket you towards your spring marathon goal."

Sounds fun and it beats running on pavement any day! 

February 27, 2010

Huddart Park did not disappoint!  Along with decent trail conditions, the beautiful setting made for an excellent day of trail running.  After Dave Horning, race director and owner of Envirosports, led us in the usual rendition of America the Beautiful, we were off and up toward Skyline Blvd, the morning's turn around point and nearly 1900 feet up this segment of the Santa Cruz Mountains.  After an early muddy and puddlely experience on the fire trail, the field moved up a single track trail (Dean & Crystal Springs Trails) buttressed by a plethora of redwood trees that shielded the runners from the nebulous sky above.

I settled into a steady pace, conserving my energy for later use, trying to restrain my competitive urges as many in the field whisked by.  Unfamiliar with the terrain, and armed with only the knowledge of having to climb the aforementioned height, I reasoned this was my best strategy.  Moreover, I couldn't get my breathing right and for some reason my breathing wasn't fluid, and notwithstanding the work at hand, I couldn't get to the point of catching my breath. 

Along the way, I met a fellow Saint Mary's College grad (Chris 88') and we shared a brief chat discussing our respective running experiences, employment, and the serenity of the park.  Chris moved ahead as I stuck to my strategy.  It wasn't long before I started seeing the leaders descending the mountain.  Since it was an out and back, we had to move aside as they came down the hill, many yelled encouragement as we continued our trek up the mountain, including Chris whom had started back as I crested the final ascent.  After refueling with some Hydro aid, I headed back down enthusiastically, and after re-entering the canopy covered trail, my pace quickened.  I needed to make up time and with the help of gravity, good footing, and a bit of luck--I started passing several runners.

While running downhill is less taxing on the lungs, potential injury and ligament pounding is exacerbated; and coupled with the wet trails and what would become a cold steady rain, made it even riskier to descend at a fast pace.  Nonetheless, I moved briskly downhill and passed many of the aforementioned runners that passed me ascending, and as I galloped downward, each step I took was planted securely to keep me from face planting on the trail or over the side!  Very soon, the rain thickened and I was covered in it, but thanks to my trusty vest I stayed somewhat warm. 

There's something special about running in the forest with rain nourishing the trees.  It is somewhat odd but at the same time there's a serenity about.  In addition to this peace, the mind only focuses on one step at a time, surveying the striking point, and the next, in order to assure safe keeping.  I was engrossed in this process.  And, after a couple of miles of descent, I moved away from the pack, and found myself alone on the trail with only a distant runner ahead of me.

I knew I had about 4 miles to go and didn't want anyone to catch me.  So, I kept a solid pace, and eventually caught the runner ahead of me.  I asked him if he minded me staying behind him, and with an accent said "no" and thus began another trail conversation.  Michael, originally from Germany, and now a software engineer at Twitter  and a Mountain View, Ca. resident, had kept a steady pace throughout and in fact I had noticed him earlier.  It certainly amazes me how often this happens; noticing someone and then later conversing as old friends.  In another half-marathon, I met Dominic Catalano, a friend who lives in Florida, and is paying me a visit in March.  I met Dominic at Mile 9 in Annadel State Park in the North Bay (Santa Rosa) and here we are still pals over a decade later.  Michael, a former tri-athlete was looking forward to the finish and together we ran the last few miles.  It was a nice way to finish the race and neither of us had any interest in a race off. So, we breezed in and the time passed quickly.  After the finish, I grabbed some replenishments, and after a good wipe down to eliminate the excessive mud that had tagged along for the ride down, I headed home.

The Woodside Half-Marathon is in the history books, at least for this year, and because of the experience, I'll come back to this one.  I enjoyed the run up the hill as it was not too difficult.  And, Huddart County Park, tucked conveniently adjacent to Woodside, Ca., with easy access from Highway 280, makes it an easy place to get to for a run, hike, or walk.  I found it a great way to get the weekend started and look forward to next year's run!

  

  

Rick Rodriguez is a Real Estate Broker & Property Manager with 27+ years of experience in the real estate business. Rick, a Bay Area native and graduate of Saint Mary's College  Saint Mary's College, services the San Francisco Bay Area including the communities in the 680/580 freeway corridors, and Southern Alameda & Southern Contra Costa County. Contact Rick at rrodriguez@pacunion.com or (510) 326-4795.

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Malibu Half-Marathon November 13, 2011 Commentary by Rick Rodriguez

Commentary by Rick Rodriguez

The Malibu Half-Marathon proved one thing to me about where I stand with my running!  I still love it but I need to love it more to run 13.1 miles.  As I prepare to leave my 48th year, there are sparks of spring in my step but gone are the days when I could run out the door and not stop for awhile.

 Entering Fall, the weather cools and it's right about the time my running picks up!  This year I entered the Malibu Half-Marathon down in Southern California.  It was a great opportunity for me to see the Pacific Coast and perhaps check some of the trails at Point Muga State Park, the latter something I've had on my list for some time!

The Malibu Half-Marathon is described by the Organizer's as " Here's where the beauty really begins! You will be running on the beautiful cliffs lining the undeveloped coastline. Take in the beauty of the land and sea until mile 19 where you come to civilization and the restaurant Neptune's Net, across from the famous surf of County Line.  Here you will come to the first of the small rollers which will challenge you to the end. 

The final six miles roll along the coast past the north Malibu mansions, with owners like Brad Pitt and many other Hollywood stars. The final mile brings you across the bluffs where you pass the Malibu sign and drop downhill past the Trancas market, and Starbucks. A few hundred more yards to the entrance at Zuma Beach and, congratulations, you've just finished the race to Malibu! Get some food and refreshments and cool your legs in the surf at the beautiful beach in the sun. Look around, you've just run to Paradise."

I also had the opportunity to visit several friends I have in the area playing golf at Moorpark Golf Course with Dan, and later taking in the Ronald Reagan Library and the The Getty Museum.  It was a mini vacation with the Malibu Half-Marathon as the centerpiece and sole purpose of the trip.  Needless to say, while I enjoyed visiting the aforementioned sites, the Reagan Library in particular, I could not shun the thoughts of pulling off this 13.1 with as little training as I did in between this run and the San Francisco Half Marathon in July! 

With a pre-race meal at Dukes of Malibu and a good night's rest at my friend, Mark & Ronna's house in Calabasas, I felt ready for what was to come.  On race day, I woke early (5am) and headed off up the 101 twenty miles or so to Zuma Beach.  From there a 20 minute bus ride took us to the start line where several thousand runners congregated on a beach, and after about 30 minutes we were off running back toward Zuma Beach.  

I handled the 1st five miles fairly normally while my running legs grew comfortable.  The weather was nearly perfect with only a skotch of humidity that caused me to discard one of my layered shirts early in the race.  At Mile 8 and 9, I began to labor (not unexpected) and the rolling hills began taking their toll. I struggled a fair bit and after debating whether I should run shirtless the rest of the way, I tossed my last shirt.  

Sans shirt I headed home to the finish line.  The cool breeze seem to lift my spirit enough to carry me past a few struggling runners but one woman kept pace with me and I trailed her home.  The crowds at Zuma Beach gave me the familiar adrenaline rush as I dashed in.  It was a very cool run!

And, it was a great Southern California Experience, made all the better by experiencing some new things and sharing them with friends.  Experiencing The Getty again, an amazing museum with remarkable art; the incomparable Ronald Reagan Library and finally running the Pacific Coast 13.1 miles north of Zuma Beach in the Malibu Half-Marathon.  

The Malibu Half-Marathon is a uniquely organized event that is well run (pun intended) and the surrounding confines, especially its finish at Zuma Beach make it a can't miss for runners!  Perhaps, in 2012 and my 49th year, I can come back to loving running more and taking on Malibu one more time!

Born to Run......Marathons Commentary by Rick Rodriguez

Commentary by Rick Rodriguez

As a grade school kid, I  was used to running or walking to school for blocks or even miles!  I practiced running around the school fields at Longwood School in Hayward, California.  I would set out to run once around the field and then I just kept going until I was tired out.  If I wasn't playing basketball and mainly because we had one family car, my Dad used for work, walking to school and at times running home from school was common for me.  Even in Junior High, I would either ride public transportation, walk, or run home from Rancho Arroyo Junior High School (now Ochoa) on Depot Road in Hayward to South Garden Avenue just off A Street where I grew up.   Later, when I got into High School, track was  not something that interested me and I never ran track. 

My running career began when I decided to enter the Hayward Half-Marathon in 1983. The race was staged at Kennedy Park.  I knew very little about running races, hydration, carbo meals, etc.  It was a terribly hot day and as we ran through the the City of Hayward and San Lorenzo I knew I was in very serious trouble.  I had no idea that I was severely dehydrated. But as I managed to cross the finish line someone from race committee grabbed me and administered some revival assistance since I was nearly passed out.  Needless to say, it wasn't a great experience! 

I continued running 10k's but never thought again about running longer distances until 1993.  Even though I thought many times about running a marathon, mainly because of the massive challenge, I never thought I'd ever do it!  One day, as I was reading the newspaper, I saw an advertisement for the  San Francisco Marathon held in July four months hence.  So, for some unknown reason at the time, I decided to enter the race.  As I said, I had run in 10k's and a Half-Marathon but only pondered entering a full marathon.  Yet here I was, about to embrace the challenge of the marathon--a totally new experience--and for some reason I believed that I could accomplish this goal despite a short window time of training.

The inspiration that day compelled me to immediately begin training. So, my very 1st training run was three miles and I did it at Lake Chabot Regional Park in Castro Valley, California.  The park was a place I would come to know well in the ensuing months.  In particular, I would become very fond of the Columbine Trail and spend many of my training runs circling the Lake via this trail.  I kept at it until I built my training up to 17 miles.  That would be the longest run I would achieve prior to the race and later would pay the price for the short training period.

Here's what I wrote in a journal at the time:  Journal Excerpt "Moments" July 18, 1993 "Another tremendous day in my life! Today, I ran my 1st marathon. It was a tremendous accomplishment considering I only trained for 16 weeks"  And, I'll never do that again!  I was woefully unprepared to take on the Marathon (26.2 mile) distance.  However, I was determined to finish the my 1st marathon!  Fortunately, aside from an out of body experience the last six miles of the race, I didn't suffer an injury."

I packed a lot of training into those 16 weeks but never got close to a fully trained marathoner.  My longest training run was 17.5 miles.  I must not have thought about how I was going to pull off running those last 8 plus miles.  Journal Excerpt "It's funny all my life I wondered whether I could run a marathon.  I finally achieved this life milestone.  I ran the San Francisco Marathon in 4:33 minutes."  I learned many things that day.  The feelings of euphoria.  The emotional and physical struggle I fought to overcome pain.  How powerful the mind is in overcoming the greatest obstacle of all--me! Journal excerpt "I did discover some new things about Rick Rodriguez.  The main point is Rick's ability to persevere.  My tremendous belief in faith.  In God.  My time alone meditating and thinking about my friends and family whom without I would not have overcome my doubts."  Wow!  Even now, eighteen years later, those words ring so true and really those last six miles I drew strength from people, trees, plants, and I asked God to carry me!  It seems a bit sappy but it is true.  I focused on someone and I asked for them to strengthen my legs and will because with each step I took it weakened my will.  I was in a struggle.  I was fighting the Marathon!

Journal Excerpt" I managed a 9:40 pace up to 20 miles.  I was still ok at 22 miles.  Then, my training caught up to me.  Beginning mile 22 to 25 miles I struggled, when doubts entered my mind, I shut them down."  But not very easily, as I mentioned above, I was so completely depleted that I wanted to quit.  But, that fear of failure rode on my back, and along with my thoughts and I fought with it.  As I trudged up Golden Gate Park, I could hear people cheering me on and encouraging me.  "Hang in there" and "You can do it" were as familiar today as they were back then!  As I neared Kezar Stadium, I could hear the announcer calling out the names of runners crossing the finish line.  This inspired me and really from nowhere I began to charge through to enter Kezar Stadium.  As I crossed under the arches, Journal Excerpt "When I hit the track at Kezar Stadium tears rolled down my face.  I was overcome by emotion.  I was running so fast that the pain was not my main concern.  I wanted to finish strong!  I crossed the finish line and received a Pewter Finisher's medal.  As I sat down, my thighs cringing in pain, my muscle fibers as tight as banjo strings, my thoughts were of the feat and what the last six miles of the race had been like.  I had placed myself through the most difficult and painful experience of my life!  Yet, as I reclined on the grass infield, scanning the crowd for my friends that promised to show (but never did), suddenly I started to believe that if I could do this--I could do anything!  I felt, in that moment, that I could do anything I placed my mind to and for a few more moments, I felt accomplished, invincible!

I was carried that day.  I grabbed on to every belief I ever owned about God and Strength.  And, I used it to carry me to my goal.  I went onto run nine other marathons.  And while running is not at the forefront of my activities these days, it never drifts far from my grasp, it calls me when I move my legs quicker than normal or think about those early days lapping the fields and the streets of Hayward, California!

This marathon experience instilled a belief in me that I could accomplish anything!  I hope it inspires you, too!  Here's the link to Lake Chabot Regional Park.  A great place to start! http://www.ebparks.org/parks/lake_chabot

Avenue of the Giants Half-Marthon May 2, 2010

By Rick Rodriguez

I'm really looking forward to this weekend's run in Humboldt Redwoods State Park!  I've never been up to this area but everyone I've talked to says its really beautiful.  Unfortunately, I won't have much time to sightsee up there as a friend is getting married Saturday and after the wedding I'll head up to rural Northern California for the run.  The run is Sunday morning then I'll drive back down home.

Here's the run described by the organizer's in the website "The Ave has been called by no less of an authority than RUNNERS WORLD MAGAZINE one of the most beautiful courses in the country.  The Marathon is a double out and back, as the course profile indicates; while the Half Marathon is a single out and back. Both start just beyond the Dyerville Bridge on Bull Creek Road and proceed 6.5 miles to the first turn around. The first mile is relatively flat, and within half a mile of the start, you will be running under a canopy of beautiful Redwoods. After the first mile, there are some sharp curves and fairly short hills. There is an open space and a sweeping curve at about the 4/9 mile mark. Then for the next mile or so, you enter arguably the most beautiful part of the course. The giant Redwoods close to the road look as though they were painted on a large canvass, the way they are perfectly arranged. At about five and a half miles, just beyond the Albee Creek Campground, you will enter an opening that continues to the first turn around. Don't worry about heat, however, for the temperature is usually still cool and part of the road is still shaded. The last mile plus is a gradual uphill with few curves. Turn around here, and retrace your steps. There are aid stations at 2, 4+ and 6+ miles: and of course they will be there on your return trip. Half marathoners will proceed to the finish line; while Marathoners will turn right onto The Avenue of the Giants. The second out and and back is mostly shaded, and has only one significant hill, as you travel through Weott at just beyond the 15 mile mark going out or the 23 mile mark coming back. There is what appears to be a steep hill near the 14/25 mile mark, but it is mostly an optical illusion. It's actually a bridge over the freeway. There are three and sometimes four aid stations, depending on the weather, along this out and back, so there will be plenty of refreshment for all. The area near Weott is open for about half a mile and the road is heavily cambered, so be careful how you attack this section of the course. The 10K starts on the Avenue of the Giants, about ten minutes after the Marathon and Half; goes down the Avenue for 3.1 miles and then returns; thus giving 10K folks the fun of the real hill, and the scary bridge. Some time before or after the race, be sure to check out The Founders Tree and the Dyerville Giant, on a short trail circling Founders Grove, about 100 yards down the Avenue from the Dyerville Bridge. Run wisely, enjoy the natural beauty of the area, and here's hoping you have a great time as a runner, spectator, or race volunteer."

So looking forward to marvelous Sunday morning run! 

Redwood Peak Trail Run April 18, 2010

By Rick Rodriguez

Finally committed to my next trail run this Sunday in Oakland!  It will be my 1st time up in Redwood Park and I'm looking forward to the experience.  Training has been off of late but I'll be ready for the unexpected and the hills of the Redwood Park.  Below is the elevation chart and the Race director's brief description on what to expect.

17k– This course has a little bit for everyone. The first two miles are on fire road slowly descending into the canyon. Right around Mile 2, you'll do a sharp left and descend via singletrack. After crossing the creek, you'll hit the first aid station (water, gatorade, GU, Clif Bars) just in time for a quick climb up to the East Ridge Trail. Runners will cruise on East Ridge Trail for two miles and then do a quick descent back into the canyon. Once in the canyon, it's a right turn and a nice climb up to the aid station at the Skyline Gate. After that, runners descend into the Redwood Forest. Make sure you look around a breathe in the majestic views. And don't forget to save some strength for this last climb - it's a doozy! Be prepared and check out the course maps on www.trailrace.com. The 15k course will be WELL marked with RED ARROWS and FLOUR. But as always, check out the course maps.

Rosebowl Half-Marathon February 7, 2010

By Rick Rodriguez

On a perfectly overcast running morning, about a thousand runners gathered in the foreground of the Rose Bowl to test their fitness against this year's version of the Rose Bowl Half-Marathon, 10 & 5 K runs.  I had come in a little light on training and had not tested my legs for the 13.1 mile distance yet this year.   However, I was somewhat optimistic and knew I could at least count on my experience to slug my way to the finish.

The day promised to be one of uncertainty with the rain drenching the area in the preceding weeks.  This along with 9 miles of trails and admonishments from the race directors to expect them to be muddy added to what would become a difficult day for many in the field.

This year's course was changed and those changes came into play right away.  Instead of climbing up to Orange Grove Boulevard (Parade of Roses Route), we were directed down to a dirt trail adjacent to a creek bed.  A flat four miles of running rock strewn trails were quite a contrast to the hill up Orange Grove Blvd, and a favorable respite for me.  Undoubtedly, the rocky trail captured a few inexperienced runners that may have lost focus; I managed to dodge an early tragedy but the congested trails slowed the field.  The out and back got us back to the Rose Bowl parking lot and to a long stretch along the Rose Bowl and Brookside golf course.

Passing under the Colorado Bridge and up Devil's Gate Dam was scenic and memorable.  Afterward, a series of trails to paved roads ensued.  The aid stations came with some consistency but the course didn't have a mile marker until mile 9.  This worked to my advantage.  While I knew I had been out for awhile, I had little idea of distance and as soon as I hit Mile 9, I began focusing on the last four miles.  I stayed well hydrated throughout and as the last few miles ticked by fast; I began looking forward to running into the Rose Bowl where the run would conclude.

As I turned toward the final straight away, I focused on the final 100 yards where undoubtedly many great professional and college teams enter the Rose Bowl; I sprinted to the end and crossed with a burst of energy! 

The Rose Bowl half marathon competitors have an opportunity to run past and through some of Pasadena’s greatest landmarks including the Rose Bowl, the Colorado Bridge, the Arroyo Seco, Devil’s Gate Dam, JPL, the new Flintwash Bridge and more! The course is scenic, periodically hilly and comprised of a combination of road and trail.  Much of the course is on the trails near Brookside Golf Course and Hahamonga Watershed Park.   The best part about the run is that it finishes inside the Rose Bowl!

I enjoyed the run but many runners were not impressed with the trails (many rocks) and the slightly muddy conditions.  Since this was my 2nd Rose Bowl run, I could certainly appreciate the experience: I was quite pleased with the outcome.  And, despite the recent inclement weather the overall experience was great!

Pasadena is filled with nice restaurants and has a variety of nice spots to visit.   I had an excellent pre-race meal the night prior to the run at Madeleines Restaurant & Wine Bistro.  Though I didn't get enjoy much of their wine (because of the run), the restaurant is housed in a historic building full of charm and character.  Check them out at www.madeleinesrestaurant.com

I look forward to next year's run and one more shot at the Rose Bowl!

Rose Bowl Half-Marathon February 7, 2010

By Rick Rodriguez

I've committed to the Rose Bowl Half-Marathon in Pasadena, California on February 7, 2010.  And, I took my first step toward retraining my legs to run early this morning.  So, it's something I'm looking forward to in the early part of this year.  The Buffalo Run on Catalina Island (February 27) is tentative, but it's one I'd like to run, too!  Both runs are 13.1 miles.  The Rose Bowl Half-Marathon I completed last year and it was a relatively flat run except for one stretch of trail running. 

The Buffalo Run is on Catalina Island; a place I've never been to and I would love to make it down for that event.  In reading up on the Buffalo Run, the Half-Marathon is a tough run: the event organizer's description "The Buffalo Run is the ultimate in trail running using the East End trails of Catalina Island. This half marathon course takes you from sea level to a 1600 foot elevation then returns to sea level. You will experience spectacular views of San Clemente Island and Avalon. The race also features the popular flat and fast 5k course. Many parts of the half marathon course are in areas that are not accessible by the public without permits. The course is beautiful, with unbelievable vistas and pristine trails that few get to traverse."

This morning's run was a quick loop around my home in Danville.  I saw very few runners this morning: somewhat unusual for this area.  I don't know if it was the weather, though it was nice and crisp out, or the long weekend that kept runners home.  Nonetheless, I hit the pavement after a stretch and warm up and eased into a nice pace.  Since this was my 1st run in over two months; the process will be slow in building mileage.  However, I've got about 5 weeks to reinvigorate my desire and discipline in order to put forth a good effort. 

I limited this morning's run to just 4 miles. In the past, I would go out too fast and either over train or weaken my immune system; typical side affects of doing too much too soon, but this year I'd like to focus and be more consistent!

I welcome encouragement, support, or participation. 

The Rosebowl Half Marathon Pasadena, California

The 2nd Rose bowl Half Marathon took place last weekend in Pasadena.  Nearly at the last minute (Friday at 2pm), I decided to head down Interstate 5 for the Saturday morning race.  I wasn't registered for the race, or had a hotel room for the night; but, I reasoned that would work its way out.  It did!  Traffic was light and I managed to get down to Pasadena in time to register by 7pm.  After a quick registration process at the New Balance Athletic store, I walked next door to Houston's Restaurant to see about a carbo load meal.  I had always wanted to go to this restaurant in San Francisco; this seemed like the perfect time.  Unfortunately, after glancing at the menu, I discovered that I wouldn't be able to find what I needed for the race.  I had a glass on red meritage (Mi Sueno), and a fellow sitting next to me mentioned an Il Fornio Restaurant located around the corner.  I thought that would be perfect, and scampered off to find the restaurant. 

I must have misunderstood the directions because within a few minutes I found myself walking on a sparsely populated street somewhere in Pasadena.  I walked several long blocks; briskly in the cool night, all the while figuring I'd find Il Fornio.  Needless to say, I never found the restaurant but luck was on my side as I stumbled upon an establishment called Gale's restaurant--an Italian restaurant. As I approached the place, I noticed a full parking lot but hardly any windows to peer through to check out the crowd.  The entrance was oddly on the side of the building, and as I entered, a crowd from the parking lot seemed to follow me in.  The place was packed.  I asked for a seat in the bar and discovered it was full.  I decided to wait for a seat.  I finally got a spot at the bar after a short wait, and after meeting Bill the bartender; I asked him for a menu recommendation.  He recommended Rotini Bolognese.  I went with it and it was just perfect!  When I got the check it was under $20 and I said to Bill "I feel like I'm stealing from you."  He laughed as I exited the door.  I found a place for the night at the Pasadena Inn.

The next morning I shot off looking for the Rose Bowl and the start of the race.  Figuring it would be easy (finding the Rose Bowl), I followed the signs but after about 20 minutes of getting to know Pasadena (lost), I made my way down the street that leads to the Rose Bowl; one of many!

I parked in the cavernous lot, and headed to the staging area.  It was a cool morning, and I was determined to dress lightly so as to not re-experience my calamitous gear malfunction in the Healdsburg Half-Marathon in October.  I warmed up for a few minutes then headed over to the start.

Standing at the start line, I felt good but wasn't confident in my training (mostly bike).  Nonetheless, I established a good pace over the first few miles winding through a neighborhood adjacent to the Rose Bowl.  As we gathered onto Orange Grove Blvd. (Rose Bowl parade), I began to see where we were headed, a long straight away.  I started aiming for the orange cones as mental benchmarks, and picked up the pace slightly to avoid listening to a conversation taking place loudly between two runners.  As I cruised onto the downhill of Rosemont Avenue, I was feeling pretty good, and again found myself running past the Rose Bowl as the course headed back behind the Stadium.  Shortly thereafter, I hit the dirt trail portion of the run with a direct route up to Devils Gate Reservoir.  I welcomed the trail but was feeling sluggish.  The trail, mostly along dry stream beds, and under overpasses, was littered with rocks, and negotiating fair landing ground came with the territory.  As I climbed the last portion of the trail segment to the top of the Reservoir, I asked a fellow runner if that was the most difficult hill.  It was.  Relieved, I began figuring that I had to reassert myself, as I had been passed by several runners on the way up the hill and in the first segment of the trail.  I started to pick up the pace but wasn't feeling energetic, yet.  I grinded through a dull parking lot portion of the run, crossed a small bridge, and re-entered another dirt trail segment through a fenced gate.  I ran swiftly down the ensuing hill, and started my move.  Earlier, I had engaged in a mini-competition with another runner (not uncommon), and for a few minutes we took turns passing each other; he had passed me long ago, but I could now see him in a group of runners a couple of hundred yards ahead.  I made him my target!

Over the next three miles (9-12), I enjoyed my finest running of the day and passed many runners that I had set as intermediate goals between my target goal and me.  I don't know where the energy had sparked from but I was rolling.  Loving the run and enjoying myself as I hit mile 12, I wisked passed a guy carrying an American flag, and my target was just two runners away about 20 yards in front of me.  I was taxing my lungs but remained steady as I moved within 5 yards, and passed the runner separating the target and me.   We were about a 1/4 of mile from the finish, but I couldn't see the finish, yet.  I began the process of strategizing my position.  Meanwhile, I didn't want my target to know that I was there, and kept a bit back while I decided whether it was time to make my kick.  My target must have sensed my presence and floored it!  I tried to go, too! But was unable to keep pace: the target destroyed me!  He took me or rather I was unable to overcome him in the last 300 yards.  He caught another runner in the last leg, and that runner ended sandwiched between us at the finish!

I was slightly disappointed not finishing ahead of my goal but pleased with my effort.  Later, I discovered my target was 10 years younger than me in addition to being stronger at the end.  It was a nice memory for me to at least make a challenge!  I was happy with the effort I gave in nearly reaching my goal, and inspired for future efforts.  I finished the race in 1:50: 27 seconds good for a 8:26 per mile pace.  I enjoyed the experience of a well organized, memorable event and look forward to returning next year! 

Healdsburg Half Marathon Healdsburg, California October 25, 2008

I ran the Healdsburg Half-Marathon (13.1 miles) in 1:46:48 maintaining an 8:09 pace per mile.  That tops my pace in the San Francisco Half Marathon earlier this year, and sets my personal best for this year.  Even though, my race times have improved, I still believe I can improve.  My Official results: Overall finish: 132nd  Male finish: 86th Place in Division (45-49) 13th.

The Healdsburg Half-Marathon begins at the Rosso Bianco Winery in Geyserville.  Runners gather within the gates and exit under the arches (pictured) onto an adjacent road (Frontage Road) that is along Highway 101.  As the runners gathered along the vines, doing their best to stay warm, I wondered how I'd do in this test.  For some reason, running, as I've aged (45 now) doesn't seem to get easier, and I frequently fall in and out of love with running in races.  Nonetheless, I must still enjoy the challenge because here I was nestled among 1500+ runners, cold, but looking forward to a new discovery.

Once we were outside the gates, I found myself keeping a decent pace, and probably was clipping a 7:45, better than I usually do, and not surprising given the typical adrenaline rush getting out of the gate.  Try as I may, keeping focused on the task at hand is never easy; often I find myself drifting forward wondering if I can sustain my pace. 

Many of the runners were wearing Halloween costumes, and as I passed a few amusing costumed runners, I marveled at their skill and clever running abilities.  Meanwhile, I was also busy focusing on pace as the race turned right and away from Highway 101.  Here, I began to establish a pace that would carry me until mile 10.  The terrain was mostly rolling up and down small grades, and as I got further away from the Highway, a whole new expanse of small homes and wineries was availed.  I immediately wondered how parts of Europe probably are real similar to this segment of the race.  I'm not exactly sure why that came to mind but it did. 

As Lytton Springs Road turns into W. Dry Creek Road, we crossed a small bridge (Lambert), and I began to gather my legs.  Most runners, don't get a good warm up going for several miles, and I was just about there as we hit the 5 mile mark.  As we passed Quivira winery, along with water, the aid station was stocked with vino (treat?), and I stopped to grab a refreshing dose of H20. 

As we began a turn North toward our eventual destination, my paced had flattened out and I began to look toward each mile marker.  Once I hit the 8 mile mark, I began trying to fix in my mind a familiar 5 mile run at home, since I was on foreign turf, gazing my end point was impossible.   So, I began playing head games as my hamstrings began to stiffen with use.  I made sure I stopped at every aid station to replenish while still maintaining my pace.  Once I passed Mile 10, I was excited because the aid I had taken was kicking in and a renewed vigor was taking hold of my legs.  Then, out of nowhere, my layered clothing that I had strapped to my waist released onto the pavement, and from a full stride, I was forced to stop.  What a complete drag!

I fumbled around gathering my clothing in the street, and attempted to regain my form but was never able.  For some reason, this error, had caused me to stop in full motion, and I was never really able to reestablish my concentration or pace for the remaining miles.  The last 3 miles proved laborious and painful.  While I was hurting physically, I was a bit more distraught because my effort had been derailed.  While I managed valiantly to pass a few of the runners that had whisked by me at mile 10, I wondered if I could have done better had I not had the mishap.

I managed to sprint in at the finish line.  I collected a very nice finisher's medal with the Healdsburg logo, ate from the tables at the finisher's area, and then sat down for a minute to stretch in the grass.  My entry fee entitled me to a glass, and assembled all around were wine tasting booths.  So, after a short period of lying on the grass listening to live music, I walked around and sampled the wines.  I enjoyed labels I had never heard of, www.ruedwinery.com and www.ffcpresents.com stood out as wines I would purchase.  I tried the Zinfandel and Cabernet Sauvignon (Director's Cut), respectively.

Overall, my experience in this destination race, I would rate high.  The race was well organized, save for a little delay at the start; the course scenic and enjoyable; well stocked aid stations, and a terrific post race gathering spot--Lake Sonoma Recreation area.  I'll probably be back next year for a return trip, and wiser from my little mishap at mile 10!