Mountain Masochist Race Report

Mountain Masochist 2007 results

A Heaping Helping of Humility 

I got the sad-face and pouting out of my system by Sunday evening.

Time to shed the angry little kid feelings for a more mature approach at learning from my mistakes.

Hopefully, what I share about my experience can be helpful for others, as well as myself, for the 2008 Mountain Masochist, or any other 50-miler.

We set off at 6:30 a.m., into the dark, for the road portion of MMTR. The weather was PERFECT running weather, albeit a bit windy at different times throughout the day. I started out nice and slow, running 9-10 minute miles, enjoying the surrounding mountains, farm houses and rolling hills. I’m not sure how far the road portion is, some say 5 miles, some say 7, and I have no real idea, but for roads, it’s at least very beautiful. The passing semis are a little daunting, but it’s a short stint on those mountain roads, and before long, we were turning into the much-welcomed trails.

This is when I realized my first mistake. I was wearing New Balance 800s. A low-profile trail shoe that is a step up in cushioning from the NB 790 trail flat, but still, for me, a more aggressive, low-profiler than I should have used. Over the last few weeks I have been all excited about discovering lower-profile, lighter trail shoes, and have been praising the discovery over and over again …especially when relating the discovery to less foot pain.

Problem is, I do not believe I have sufficient mileage and experience in ‘lesser shoes’ to expect to manage a 50-miler with such minimalism. Why I did this, I’m still not quite sure. Lack of experience. Stupid. Hopeful. …who knows…

The first half of MMTR, not counting the initial single-track climb after the roads, is like running up and down someone’s wide, gravel driveway. That’s not a complaint, as I enjoy challenges of all variety, regardless of the difficulty, but I just wasn’t prepared, and certainly, was not running in the correct shoes. I could really feel the golf-ball+ sized rocks and coupled with the poor footing, my feet were getting beat to death …which also equated to a similar beating further up my legs and hips. While I still strongly believe running in a less-cushioned shoe is beneficial for me longterm, I was not adequately trained to run in this type shoe for this combination of distance and terrain.

Miles 1-20 felt great. I met new people, was running strong, enjoying the mountain vistas and having a solid race. — but at miles 20-26, the foot pain, along with the other associated and related body aches, were beginning to take a toll rapidly. I made the cut-off at the halfway point by about 10 minutes; however, I was completely spent – everything hurt.

I changed shoes and got a Clip II bottle out of my bag. I was happy for both the extra cushioning, as well as the Clip. I love Clip. Conquest? …not so much, but it was better than I expected.

I left the aid station and headed up the infamous Buck Mountain, but I was in terrible shape from those other shoes earlier in the race. Momentarily defeated, I found a patch of sunshine in the first 500 feet of the climb, and just laid down, face in the sun, eyes closed, wondering what to do.

This is when I met Tom, from Baltimore. Tom came upon me and asked if I was alright. After explaining that I was rapidly fading, he suggested I get up and just walk with him up Buck Mountain. I remember him mumbling about how people can completely bottom-out but if one just stays with it, things will turn around. …and I remember thinking, “yea, …or you die.”

I was really moving slowly and I asked Tom to continue ahead and not to worry about me. I didn’t want to drag anyone down. Off he went, and about halfway up, I no longer could see him …but I could hear that famous Buck Mountain summit music. For what felt like miles, I heard that music, to the point that I resigned to just not care – and then by the time I conditioned myself to ignore it, I could see the aid station and make out the Rocky theme blaring over the speakers.

After Buck Mountain, I came into the 32.1 mile aid station 4 minutes over cut-off. They asked me, and really sort of encouraged me, to drop and I almost did, but at the last second, as they were writing some stuff about my number, I asked if I could go on – I thanked volunteer Matt for letting me keep going, and I headed up a nasty, limestone gravel hill to the infamous “loop”.

All of a sudden, I’m coming back to life.

When I got to the loop, I was a still a little behind, but was given the opportunity to try to complete the loop’s 5.5 miles, 7 miles …whatever it truly is, in about 50 minutes. I really poured it on in that loop, as much as one can “pour it on” during that section, and gave it my all. I passed two runners in the loop, one of them being Tom who saved me at Buck Mountain. I really thought I was going to make up the time and resume my race.

Instead, I came up short coming out of that loop. I was simply too many minutes behind, coupled with too fatigued, to make up the time exponentially. I managed less-than-an-hour in that loop, but not 50 minutes, and was finally pulled, along with the runners behind me. I conceded without complaint, especially since I was given some favors already at the previous two aid stations, but was frustrated because my “bounce-back” was in full effect and I was feeling stronger and ready to continue.

I believe the extra cushioning in the Adidas trail shoes allowed my body to recover a bit from the earlier beating I took in the NB, lower-profile shoes.

In total, I covered approx. 40 miles …or 38.6 “horton miles”; but it might as well have been four miles. Getting pulled stings.

I would like to note that the loop is *** BY FAR *** my favorite part of the MMTR course. This experience, plus my other ultras, are proving to me that this is my favorite kind of trail running – technical, single track. I think I have a little less fear in this terrain than the ‘average’ trail runner and that helps me make up for my lack of raw speed. In wide open areas, I tend to get passed, but in technical, sometimes hair-ball sections, I tend to move swiftly and quicker than those being a bit more careful.

That might come back to bite me in the butt someday too.

It’s a very long bus ride back to the Heritage parking lot listening to all the others who finished; BUT, it’s part of the experience and I wouldn’t erase it from the situation if I could.

I felt really bad. I don’t like to fail.

So it’s back to the drawing board. Ultrarunning is something I want to do forever and eventually, do well. There’s a big difference between a 50K and 50 miles and I didn’t give the jump from 50Ks to 50 miles enough respect. I trained well, and I improved over a serious 17-week regime, but I was not MMTR worthy.

Not yet.

I can accept that.

And quite honestly, I like that ultrarunning is something that is not just falling in my lap like other experiences in my life. I have to work very hard to improve my running. I’m not built like a runner – and probably, some might say running is not “for me” and my body type, but I’m not going to quit.

It’s easy to be good at something you have knack for, but it’s a whole different process when you are fighting from the bottom, up.

I will spend the rest of this year and 2008 continuing to get stronger, better, faster and next year will be a completely different story. I plan to come back to Mountain Masochist in 2008 as a different runner.

Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead.

Thanks to Dr. Horton for putting on a great event. The MMTR volunteers were extremely energetic and active. The aid stations were all well stocked with huge varieties and eager, helpful station volunteers. I always appreciate this because I’m sure, as a volunteer, they are getting pretty tired of motivating runners by the time #266 gets around to showing up.

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Hey Christian,

I see you are still running ultras. Me too. Holla back. I am doing the Black Warrior, again. I swore I would never again. I just need a good first training run for 09.


If the loop is your favorite, and it is one of mine, you will also like the section between 43 and 47 (which IS very close to 5 miles). By the way I believe the loop is now less than 5 miles long. it use to be about 1/4 mile longer but changes were made which is why he added 3/4 mile on to the last aid station to the finish section ;-)


Great reflections on an amazing feat! I am looking into stepping up to the ultra and am considering a ‘tweener 40-miler in April. It’s important to me to read stories like yours and learn from the appreciation of ultrarunning that you’ve gained from your experience. Best of luck to you in your next race – I’ll be checking back and adding you to my blogroll!

Hey, Christian!

That was ME with Tom in the loop at MMTR! I was also riding with you at 5am when the opening in the ceiling of the bus almost blew away!!!

Tom was awesome! He encouraged me for 13 miles–the loop included! That’s one of the best things about these runs–the wonderful people that you meet, and the uninterupted time that you have to get to know them. I’m always rushing around here at home–running, shopping, meetings, carpool, etc. The beauty of the trails is that you have that time to think, pray, and hope that you don’t trip over roots hidden under leaves!!

Even though we didn’t finish, we are winners for taking on the challenge of training for months and attempting something so large that we couldn’t even imagine it until we were on the trails. I am very proud of you. YOu ran a great race, and yes, you did fly through the loop–I, on the other hand, gingerly ran (if you want to call it that) through the loop. After visits to the ER for falls, I have learned to stay vertical and slow!! It’s cheaper!

Let me know what you’re thinking of for 2008. We are trying to make plans as well. You mentioned several races in Ga. Enjoy the recovery season and have a great Thanksgiving!!


Excellent effort and great job fundraising. It is always better to run with a purpose…

I had to comment on your blog because I too wore the NB 800′s for the first time, same with my wife, at Masochist… Definitely a dumb move. Although it is great having a lighter shoe, the lack of cushioning beat me up pretty good. Debbee had the same comments about the shoes. I have now realized that I can not do Ultra’s in a low profile, lightweight shoe, and expect to still be running in the future. Earlier in the year I tried a pair of INOV-8′s and those did not work and suffered the same fate as the 800′s – one run and to the recycle bin…

Normally I run in the NB 873′s, and for rockier, more technical terrain I use the Montrail Hardrocks. I will never use a “lightweight” shoe again, and the additional couple of ounces on my feet will give me piece of mind knowing that I will still be able to walk the day after a run…

Good luck with your future runs!

John Straub

It’s the things that we work the hardest for that we appreciate the most. Your persistence is inspiring. See ya at Sweetwater!

Hey man 40 miles…..holy schinkies!

Thats awesome man! Let me know when you go again and I will sponsor you again.

Nice post. I was looking for you at the end…sorry to have missed you. It was nice meeting you at the dinner. Anyhow, 40 miles is still 40 miles…and what you did besides in raising the money is admirable enough in and of itself. Take it easy. See you next time.

thanks for sharing your experience, your adventure. I hope you are proud of your effort. I am convinced you did the best you could! Congratulations for all the training and the committment to go as far as you did. A major accomplishment.

Excellent job!!! That’s what these races are for most–a learning experience. You did a great thing for a great cause. Last year I got pulled just down the road at AS 14 for time and you did the right thing by continuing on until THEY pull you–not pull yourself (unless injured). There’s always next year and now you know the course and how to tackle it. Congrats on making it that far and great job!

I love your point about fighting for something from the bottom up – it’s so true and often not considered enough, least of all by us Clydesdale runners ourselves. I ran a marathon earlier this year which I didn’t train for and it was a horrible, painful experience. Strangely enough it made me appreciate my efforts in other, slower, but better-prepared for races.. Running a really bad race was a really good lesson. Not fun, not impressive but a very persuasive way to learn… Now go and put some comfy shoes on and think of your next race..

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