Race Report: Seungyoo’s White River 50-miler
I accomplished my goal of completing a 50-mile race on July 31st, 2010 I’m writing this race report to have a record of it once it’s faded from memory, and to use as a learning tool for future.
Here goes! Poor sleep was had for two nights prior to the race, due to last minute preparation and pre-race jitters. Even after Coach Julie and I sat down and discussed it to death, I spent too much time trying to figure out what to put into drop bags. Thank goodness I set my alarm for two different times because my first one didn’t go off. I had to rush to get ready but was too nervous to eat much anyway. Mostly, I was contemplating covering 50-miles by foot, and wondering why I had signed up for this race!
We started 5:30am. The first 4-miles were flat and through old growth forest, and we ran at an easy conversational pace. It was light out but still early so I had to really concentrate on the ground and my footing. Mary and Sukumar (my wonderful crew) met me at the first aid station, Camp Sheppard, and I swapped my two handhelds for my hydration vest.
After more flat single track, we climbed for about 6-miles, with varied terrain – switchbacks, runnable uphills, steeps, & really steep steeps, where I had a hard time even trying to get traction to hike up. We had to step out of the way often for the faster runners, including Anton Krupicka and Scott Jurek. It was exciting to see them close up. I was on pace with a really nice gal who was running her third 50-miler; she offered some advice. I had a tough time with graham crackers and goldfish because they were so dry, but the Fig Newtons went down easy. The PB&J were decent, but I had to make it into a mushy lump with my Accelerade/H2O in order to swallow. I made it to Corral Pass way ahead of schedule. I felt good, except my bunion-y feet and knees.
Mary and Sukumar got me fed, S!-capped, sunblocked, lubed, and on my way down the 7- mile descent. Mt. Rainier was astoundingly close and breathtakingly beautiful. Why I didn’t notice this on my way up to the aid station, I haven’t a clue. I knew I wasn’t supposed to pound downhill because there would be another 6-mile downhill in the second half, so I trotted down easily. My right knee started hurting so bad and I developed some major “sausage fingers,” which worried me a little. A volunteer at the Ranger Creek aid station offered more S! caps. For the next 5-miles I crab-walked down the switchbacks and tried to throw in some fast hiking. By the time I made it down the descent, I was not a happy runner. I’d only gone 27 miles. I changed my shoes and socks, ate watermelon, and decided to continue.
I headed out for the next 8.5-mile climb. It was exposed to the sun but amazingly pretty with lots of wildflowers. I didn’t really soak this in as I was trying to hike as fast as my legs would take me, drowning in self-pity and tears at the thought of not finishing. But I was doing just fine as uphills didn’t bother my knees and I made it to the next station well ahead of the cut-off time. I kept climbing and made it to the top of the second ascent right at cutoff time. The Sun Top aid station crew was so nice and encouraging. They fed me food and drink and Tylenol, and told me to just try to hike down the last descent. It was the longest portion of the course for me – it was just fire road with no view, and I was now the last runner. With about a mile to go, the course flattened out enough, the Tylenol kicked in and I was able to hike fast, then start running to the next aid station. Mary and Sukumar were faithfully waiting and cheering. I had 6.6-miles to go and just over an hour before 7:30pm (race cutoff time), meaning I’d have to RUN the Skookum Flats trail.
I took off – the last section was beautiful old growth forest full of roots and rocks; I tripped several times. My knees were screaming but adrenaline allowed me to power through. A race volunteer appeared in the forest and told me I had about a mile to go and about 10 minutes to do it. I stepped up the pace and flew through the remainder of the course – and crossed the finish line with just over a minute before the cutoff. And so, I finished 50 miles! It was an amazing experience and I can’t wait to do it again.
Lessons Learned:
- Ankle socks.
- S! Caps are my friend!
- I don’t need to pack as much food in the drop bags. I was happy to eat the potatoes and salt, watermelon, bananas, PB&J, Carb Boom and chips at the aid stations.
- Two handhelds were a pain as my nose wouldn’t stop running so I constantly needed my hands to blow my nose & reapply lip balm on . The vest worked perfectly.
- Better sports bra needed!
- Wet washcloths & bandanas are nice.
- Always carry Tums, Immodium, Pepto Bismol, & emergency Tylenol, Bodyglide, moleskin.
- Carrying the course info with the pace and cutoff times was very useful.
- You can hike most of an ultra and still finish, as long as you keep moving steadily.











