DATE: March 15-16, 2008
LOCATION: Lake Sacajawea Park, Longview, Washington
In November of 2007, I thought about doing the Pacific Rim One Day Race, I first thought about doing a 100k, which would have been a personal best for me in distance. But as I talked with my friend Tim, I realized that running the full 24 hours was not out of the question, I desired to run 100 miles.
When the race started (it was overcast and cool in the 40's). At the start with the sun peaking through the clouds, I felt great. The first 12 miles I was running fast and having fun. I was hanging in with the two other leaders and was running about a 8:30 mile. But I knew I could not keep it going. Tim saw me and warned me to take walking breaks. So in mile 13 I hung back and stayed with Tim. We ended up running together for the next 51 miles.
In the one mile loop we took short walking breaks and ran most of the loop. I began to realize that as long as I didn't fall about in the overnight hours I would probably run 105 miles, which would be about 4 marathons.
Tim's legs began cramping around the 50 mile mark. He then had some stomach problems, and things were not looking good for him. We slowed down, and at about mile 60, Tim told me that he might drop at 63 miles. I felt bad for him.
At this point I had run 64 miles in 12 hours and I was now heading into the night hours. This is the most difficult part of a 24 hour race. I slowed down, but kept running parts of the loop.
Between 8:30pm and 5am, I struggled to keep going, even though I was drinking lots of caffeine I was still struggling to stay awake. Those 8½ hours dragged on, and I slowed down in pace but kept moving.
But at 5am, I reached the 150k mark (93 miles). At that time, the caffeine started kicking in. I was also motivated being only 7 miles from the 100 mile marker. I pushed hard to get there and managed to get to the 100 mile marker before 7am. I finished 100 miles in 21:55:02.
At that point the sun was on the rise and I had two hours left. I knew I was going to keep going, but the pressure was less. I ran/walked the remaining two hours. Not only did I reach my 105 mile goal, but also did two additional miles.
I ended up finishing 107 miles in 23:46:24. I was so happy to be done, and enjoyed the whole experience. Shortly after the race was over, they gave awards to the top ten men. I finished fifth place, and received a nice plague.
Tim and I packed up our stuff and drove home. I managed to stay up for another hour for the ride home. I got home at 11:40am. At that point I took and nap, and relaxed the rest of the day.











Lake and Haulin Apsen. So when I heard about the SEAFAIR Marathon in July, just five days after Foot Traffic Flat, I thought it would be a good test for a double. At this point I had never run in back-to-back weekends let alone within one week. I drove up to the Seattle area on Saturday, and stayed at a Motel 6 in Kirkland that night. One of the reasons I wanted to do this race is that I knew there would be a lot of Maniacs and I knew it would be a good time. The race went well for me. I enjoyed the course in seeing parts of the Seattle area that I haven’t seen before. I didn’t really have any time goals, but it did get quite warm towards the end of the race, and I saw many people slowing down to a walk. I still felt strong at the end, but did manage to run the whole time. My time was 3:43 and I enjoyed meeting and chatting with Maniacs at the finish. A fun race!
This has become a tradition for me, to run a marathon on the 4th of July. In the two prior years I had a great time at this event, but this was the worst. It was hot! (at least for a marathon) The high that day was in the mid-90’s and that made for a run in the 70’s and low 80’s. This was the worst year for the organization of this race as well. I got there plenty early which was good, but that was not there down fall. In the first half I ran pretty well, a time of 1:51, which usually would be slow, but given the weather, I was fine with it. I was hoping to run a 3:40, so I thought I was in pretty good shape, but I would have to keep up my speed. The second half is when things fell about for me and the race. When coming up to the aid station at mile 18, I was told they had no more cups, and given the heat that was not a good thing. They offered to pour water into my mouth, which they did, but I heard from other runners that they had been out of cups for a while. How do you run out of cups? They changed the course at the end and had us ran up this gravel path to the finish, which was a huge struggle, I remember being hot and tired and had to walk a little. I ended up running a 1:57 in the second half, which gave me a time of 3:48. I felt bad because at about mile 16-17 a woman asked me how fast I was going to run, and I said “about 3:40”. She told me that that would qualify her for Boston, but when things fell apart for me they fell apart for her too. To make things even worse, it took me an hour in and a half to exit the island. At that point I swore I would never do this race again. But they improved things drastically in the following year.

I felt pretty good going into the race, I made plans to stay at a hostel in Eugene the night before. I drove the hour and a half to Eugene on Saturday night, and enjoyed a pre-race meal at McDonald’s (I know it’s not that healthy, but it was close to the hostel). Before that I attended the expo in order to pick up my packet. At the hostel I roomed with another marathon, who was a huge Prefontaine fan. 







