Goofy Challenge Race Report
So it has been a week since the Goofy Challenge and this gives me enough distance for a proper race report.
Preface: The Goofy Challenge is one of those things that fundamentally appeals to me as an athlete---the opportunity to do something really hard and test your limits. Ok, and the hardware is pretty excellent. When I discovered that a conference in Orlando coincided with the Disney Marathon, I decided to plunk down the (serious) cash and put my hat in the ring.
Arrangements and Expo: Arrived on Friday around noon (leaving Chicago in snow that threatened to cancel flights out). Airplane was filled with people flying in for the Marathon---which made it all very fun. I'm not a Disney guy and I was not coming in to 'do' the Disney thing with my family---I was going to a meeting at the Swan. So landing at Orlando is all well and good, but trying to find the 'Disney Magical Express' bus was so frustrating that I very nearly rented a car. Someone needs to explain why a 'reservation' is necessary since the buses run all the time.
Arrived at the hotel checked in and realized the meeting I needed to attend did not start for another two hours (I got out of Chicago on an earlier flight) so decided to go right to the Expo to pick up the packets. Packet pickup was pretty easy, but the Expo was a NIGHTMARE. I may have my gripes about Chicago races, but we can do an expo. For all of Disney's space, they had the expo crammed into the tiny 'Jostens' Center' which could in no way accommodate the participants. I had credit card in hand, ready to be suckered by some new running gear, but got so frustrated in the herd that I ended up spending no money. Good for me, but I felt bad for exhibitors. Tried it again on Saturday and it was just as bad.
1/2 Marathon: I got up at 2:30 to get on the bus at 3:00 and was at race location by 3:30am. Would have been nice if the hotel had posted something indicating that they were serving little lunch boxes at 2:30am, not knowing, I packed along bagels, apples, and peanut butter since all indications were that there was going to be no food available in the morning. Secret knowledge, I guess you have to ask... It was sleeting and colder than ever recorded for that date in Orlando, and fortunately I had a coat, hat, and gloves along from Chicago. Got to the race site, bought a cup of coffee and huddled in a little tent with a couple dozen folks for an hour before the long march to the race start---Disney serves Breakfast at something called the Race Retreat---added charge and a bit silly, but if I had known it was going to be this cold, I would have happily paid for breakfast just to sit in the tent. Worked OK, there were tents for post-race exhibitors and a bunch of us squatted in them to stay out of the wind. Bag CHECK at 4:30am was seamless and for the FIRST TIME in my running career, I stripped a bag liner out of a trashcan and made one of those trashbag ponchos. Never understood it until I hit a sleeting, 30-degree race morning in Orlando.
Corral A for the start, great folks, lots of energy. My strategy was to try to run 8:00 miles for the whole event (half and full). Gun went off and I was amazed at how many people were crammed onto a relatively small course. Simply could not get above an 8:15 mile from my position for the first two miles----should have started closer to the front of the corral---meaning that I had to really pick it up during the succeeding miles so that I hit the overall pace. Also, foolishly had not hit the potty late enough and had a full bladder at the start. Lost some good seconds around mile 3 trying to figure out which side of a portapotty had the door. A mile later, there were good woods alongside the course (and it was dark), so in retrospect, I would have done better to just wait and hit the bushes like so many of my colleagues. Even with the pit stop, I maintained a good pace, did a fair bit of drafting off of some taller folks along the way, and generally felt relaxed. Finished just a little faster than my planned pace and felt that I still had a LOT in the tank. A lot of the 1/2 was out on the roads around Disney with very little in the parks themselves, not too impressive. The event also takes place in the dark---for those who run reasonably fast (and I was NOT running very fast by my standards), the WHOLE event takes place in the dark. All in all, not too exciting as far as courses go.
After the event it started raining even harder and was FREEZING. Got into the bag check area with no line and...of course...the guy could not find my bag. Can hardly blame him, they require us to use identical bags so they really do all look alike, but I had little patience for this. Finally told him to forget it, walked to a different person and set her to work. All in all, 25 minutes to find my bag. Needless to say, I 'decorated' my bag a bit for Sunday morning so that it was more easily noticed---and I was in and out of bag check the next day in 3 minutes.
Got on the bus without incident, was back at the hotel, showered, and ready for my 9am meeting by 8:30am. I'm sure the meeting organizers were appalled at the amount I ate during the day---easily packed way 1000 calories in eggs and bagels alone.
Marathon: Lather, rinse, repeat in terms of wakeup. Had the same breakfast as the day before, but forgot to grab a power bar on my way out, which I realized later was more critical than I expected. Had the system down on day 2 so got to the race site, got coffee, trash bag, and was squatting in a tent in record time. Walk to the start was without incident---very much benefiting from a second day of an event. Following Nate's lead, I have always taken a squeeze bottle with a sports drink to get me through the early miles. For this, I took two bottles, figuring I would drink one in the early miles and then nurse another. Here's the weird: this is a pretty nice crowd, but I set down one of my bottles for a few minutes, did not move, and it was GONE. Seriously--I looked everywhere, thinking it got kicked and rolled away, nope. GONE. Did someone actually swipe my sports drink? Anyway, was already thinking that I was not going to carry both, so no loss.
Start was again a clusterf***. COULD NOT get above 8:15 miles---and the 3:30 pace group was having the same problem. Hung with them for the first three miles when the leader clearly decided to make up the time and dropped them down into 7:40 pace which I decided was going to be unwise. Decided instead to try to pick up by 5 seconds per mile and see if I could be on or a little ahead of pace by the half. All went well, knocking off a few seconds per mile, not stopping for any of the water stops, taking gels every five miles. Finally killed the sports drink entirely at mile 15. Around 15, I realized that the lack of power bar was going to be an issue---could feel myself getting hungry. Ate half a banana (why hand out whole ones BTW?). Watched some guy around mile 19 eat a mouthful of Vaseline (really!). Felt GREAT. Around mile 20 realized that I was a little off pace and decided not to worry about it, figuring I would end up coming in at 3:30:40 or so. Ended up chatting with someone I had been running with the whole way around 21 who said he was pretty much finished and was going to have to drop back, I remember thinking, nope, I'm good.
Then mile 23 hit. Seriously hit me hard. Had been losing a few seconds per mile in 21 and 22, but nothing major and not worried about it. Mile 23 hit and the tired legs clobbered me. Mile 23 was around 9:15 and I settled in for 3 miles of pain. Took two gels to help get over the bonk, which allowed me to find a 9:00 for the last two miles, but not a lot of help---I was TIRED and I know I looked it. It was still freezing cold (I could see my breath), but I stripped off the throwaway shirt that I was (still) wearing at Mile 24 and hunkered down. Those last three miles are pretty good---running along a boardwalk and into Epcot---there are a lot of people cheering which makes up for the pain. Finished, collected the hardware, and was on a bus back to the hotel, tired, but not as sore as I would have expected. Overall, the 3:34:51 was VERY satisfying and the it was more of a bonk than muscle pain that kept me from the goal.
Overall: On the one hand, I actually think it was one of the most poorly organized races ever. I am clearly spoiled, because Chicago has such high quality events and it is easy to think that this should be the norm---but for the price, this was not very impressive. Even things like transportation which should be Disney specialties were not done well. That said, now that I have done 'The Goofy' once, I want to know what I could do---I think I could have run that half faster without impacting the full; I think that running a 22m training run would have made the critical difference for staying strong for the full. So I want to try it again, but only if someone else was going or if I happened to be there again. I would absolutely not go out of my way for it. Be nice if someone built a non-Disney back-to-back similar to the Goofy. Rock-n-roll organizers, this is just screaming for you to start something like this in a late spring time slot. I will travel for your races.
I did have fun being in a hotel full of runners (and scientists--for my meeting)---so I am inclined to go to a destination event and stay in the official hotel. Never would have realized that without an event like this.
Labels: Goofy Challenge 2010, race report

