Thanks for the Trails xc 5K - Hamilton

After meeting Greg Rich last week at the Essex Turkey Trot, he offered an entry to this race that he could not use. Race director Erik Krathwohl granted the transfer on Wednesday so I was all set for the Thanks for the Trails 5K trail/cross country race hosted by ECTA - Essex County Trail Association.

Half way to go and no company

I was familiar with the course, running it once a long time ago as it was called Gabe's Run. It was a wet and muddy day then. Today, the opposite, dry, sunny, and frozen with temps around 18 degrees. Little to no wind which was perfect. I lined up at the start after a warm up with Matt Curran. Pretty much the same outfit and clothing as yesterday, 3 thin layers on top, shorts below - the minority with 98% wearing pants.

Staying ahead of the chatter group on the other side of Patton's tank 

I jumped out and settled into 4th place after 100 yards. The front of the race thinned out quick with positions declared. No battles, each man for themselves. I had chatter behind me, a group of guys that had Harvard jackets on after the race. The gent in front of me already had 10 seconds on me half way through the race. The chatter behind got quiet and then was back at me heading up Sully's Hill. It was tough sledding with loose leaves making the footing tricky and the incline forced the heart rate to spike. I crested with the group of guys just about on my heels but I did not let them pass. One of them said to the group, be careful of the footing as we headed down the hill back to the field, now we are in the last mile of the race.

I bolted down and out onto the fields, getting rid of the chatter behind. I charged the field, starting my kick early so as to not having to deal with a battle down the stretch. I crossed over the field we started on (also played some High School baseball there at Patton Park as well) and into the finish line with a time of 18:47 and 4th place. GPS locked my distance down for 3 miles. Splits were

Finishing under 19 minutes for the 3 miles

I had my CMS windbreaker and pants right there at the North Shore Timing van. I collected Matt Curran and Team Gloucester guys for a 2 mile trot. Awards were quickly getting way by the time I got into a dry top. My age group win scored me an ECTA beer glass. After the awards were over, I traded it in for a left over ECTA fleece hat. Fitting with the cold temps.

Roger Perham photo link below. All others above by Krissy.

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Wild Turkey 5 Mile - Salem

Brisk is the word to describe today's 5 mile race in Salem. A new start (from the statue) and finish (on Essex Street near PEM). The wind chill provided a real feel of the single digits. It was about 16 degrees and windy. I took the pants off as they would have fallen down at some point. So I looked like a masochist out there. Not too many were racing in shorts. Three thin layers up top with a Central Mass Strider ssnowshoe shirt on. I warmed up at the last possible minute to get in a mile around Salem Common with Rebecca O'Hanley, Kris Francis, and Nick Taormina. I shredded the wind breaker and pants before getting to the line. I caught up with David Corbet who PR'd with a 2:44 recently for 26.2 miles. So happy for him.

Good, clean, start, settled in behind Nick down Derby Street with a tail wind. He got away after the mile with a few guys after my 5:41 mile. In and out of Winter Island for mile 2, all I had was one guy close to chase. I caught him at mile three behind the Salem Willows. Nick had a half minute on me and I would lose more space over the last two miles. A nasty head wind was in force leaving the Willows from the Hatch Shell walk-way.

The cross wind off Dead Horse Beach was wicked as expected. Sand was flying across the road like a scene in Dune. I had to look left for 20 seconds to avoid getting sand in the eyes. I held that exact 7th place all the way to the finish line. Official time was 29:51 (29:26 last year), 1st 40-44 and 2nd place in the "wore shorts" division to Dan Chruniak who became a daddy yesterday (gave him the congrats on the starting line). I wasted no time to get moving with a cool down with Kris, Nick and Rebecca for a few laps around the Salem Common. Too cold to hang out, waited for Krissy and Liz and we bolted back home. Happy Thanksgiving!

2018 Wild Turkey 5 mile race results

Essex Turkey Trot 5K

The Essex Turkey Trot was a well known tough 8K on the North Shore for a number of years. Woodman’s was the famous home base yards away fromthe start and finish. Hot clam chowder awaits all finishers. The course changed to a 5K last year and retained the tough hills of Apple Street. I signed up during the week with thoughts that I could win my age group and get a turkey. The pressure was on as we did not buy one this week with Thanksgiving this coming Thursday.

I have some history here. Still have some 100% long sleeve cotton tees in storage. I won this race at least four times since 1996 (my college days). A couple of 2^nd place races in there too. I had to go deep into the archives to find the last time I ran the course: 9 years ago in 2009, taking 2^nd, 27:27 (8K then) where Patrick won in 26:03. Paul Young ran 29:44. My last win was 19 years ago in 1999, I think it was a touch shorter than an 8K, with a time of 26:10. Joe Shairs ran 26:46 for 2^nd. 

Gearing up

With the eventual winner Dan O’Flynn long gone after the start today, 2^nd place was up to Rebecca O’Hanley of Rockport (2:58at the Maine Marathon this year) and I. I did not catch up to her until after the mile, climbing the hills. She was tough. I could barely get by on the downhills on the 2^nd half of the race. I had a step lead on her exiting Apple Street. She caught me once it flattened out and we were "all in" for the last 800 meters before I got a step into the driveway finish line edging Rebecca by 2 seconds. 19:36 and 2^nd place. Dan won the race breaking the course record by a minute in 17:37. I ran a half mile back to Woodman’s with Greg Rich and Rebecca.

Some warm clothes, two cups of clam chowder later, I was given a 21lb turkey for winning my age group. I ended up trading down to a 18lb bird with another age group winners. Krissy and I got a treat as we were leaving Essex. I stopped by a house where I saw a 1983 Jetta several months ago when running with Nick Taormina. I  got lucky and met Pete the owner. He saw mine out front and we caught up on similar stories of rescuing these Volkswagens from the 80's. Hope to see more of his car next Spring as ours are going away into storage for the winter.

**editors note** I forgot to mention that GPS measurements were consistent from 3.28 to 3.3 miles on this one from several runners. I measured 3.29. Mile splits were 5:59, 6:05, 5:58, and 5:27 pace for the last 0.29. This created a lot of discussion once runners finished or were sour on the slow pace on the results that were posted at Woodman's.

Splits and course map. Start and finish are about 0.30 miles apart.

Shows the elevation and my pacing throughout the course

2018 Essex Turkey Trot Race Results

		1	1	MOPEN	17:37	5:41	Dan	O'Flynn	24	M	Ipswich	MA
		2	1	M4049	19:36	6:19	James	Pawlicki	44	M	Lynn	MA
		3	1	FOPEN	19:38	6:20	Rebecca	O'Hanley	28	F	Rockport	MA
		4	1	M1519	19:54	6:25	Elias	Heanue	15	M	Manchester	MA
		5	2	M4049	20:02	6:27	Jay	Frontierro	44	M	Hamilton	MA
		6	1	M6069	20:17	6:32	Matthew	Curran	61	M	Gloucester	MA

21lbs was too heavy

Baystate Marathon - Lowell, MA

It is Saturday, 24 hours before the marathon, October 20. I had two roadtrips for the day in the Jetta Turbo Diesel: one to Dayton, ME and the other to Brookline, NH to watch the Ghost Train ultra event. I was on my feet for three hours before Krissy and I left just before dark at the end of the day. On the way home we wound up at Amici Trattoria in Chelmsford (where my Jetta came froma year ago) for dinner where I had Eggplant Parmesan. I was in bed by 11PM after sorting out the running gear but not packing 100%.

The Sunday alarm came quick. It was time for the Baystate Marathon: last race of the USATF New England Road Grand Prix Series for 2018. The weather forecast looked good, overcast and temps in the 40’s although a hint of rain was forecasted. I showered, band-aided up, and dressed ready to race with a warm layer on top of that would be good to change into after the race. I had a light breakfast: cup of coffee, a clif bar, some water, and a couple of Endurolyte capsules. 

Interms of hydration, I drank a 16oz water with a few NUUN tabs overnight. Krissy, Liz, and I left Lynn around 6:00AM. I listened to Envy on the ride up to Lowell. We got into the garage three levels up, parked, and broke for the Porta-Johns.

I went back up to the car and grabbed two zip-lock bags to hand Joe Shairs who was waiting inside the warm Tsongas Center lobby. Each contained the following: HotShot, Pickle Juice, a Honey Stinger Packet, 3 Endurolyte capsules and 3 Salt-Stick Capsules. You would have thought I was fueling up for an Ultra. I was fueling to stave off muscle cramps. We did not plan on a specific spot to meet on the course but knew he would be beyond the Tyngsboro Bridge both times that I would pass him.

After getting coaching advice from Joe Shairs, Dave Dunham,Terry McNatt, and David Lapierre, I went out for a short mile warm up and find the Porta-John again on the far side of the garage. It was nice to warm up and listen for the booming voice of EJ who was fresh off the Chicago Marathon. I ran back to the car and shed the warm layer drank a Red Bull, Pickle Juice, and Hotshot. I ran to the start running another ¾ of a mile to keep warm. I lined up next to Dave Lapierre, about 12 rows back from the line, with whom I planned on running with for as long as possible.

We headed out at a pace that felt right. I did not look at the watch at any mile markers. My GPS miles were going off just before those on the course. It was going to be a long day. I was soaking it all in. I would see my dad walking toward the Rourke Bridge. I yelled to him as I ran by.

It seemed that Dave and I were comfortable, clicking off sub seven minute miles early on, a bit quick, but we would be fine as we settled into the sevens at mile four onward. After 8 miles, Dave warned me that he needed to make a pit stop and catch up. He did several minutes later. We were approaching mile 10, Greater Lowell Vocational. This part of the course is loaded with shade.

Mile splits through 10 miles:

6:54, 6:58, 6:59, 7:03, 7:12, 7:22, 7:12, 7:12, 7:09, 7:17

As we approached the crossing of the Rourke Bridge, spectators got louder. The half way point was on the other side. I heard several yell my name. I did not see my dad over there where he was supposed to be camped out in his chair. We headed back to Chelmsford and Dave moved up with his pace and put some room in between us. I was not ready to increase the pace yet. I kept my pace of ~ 7:10 mile pace until mile 16, about halfway to the Tyngboro Bridge and started to see some 7:20’s. 

My legs were getting heavy and the head wind would feel stronger. I could not manage to get on any heels or behind anyone. I was losing confidence. I turned my ankle on a small hole in the road. That woke me right up and some negative thoughts started to creep into my head. I was waiting for a muscle cramp in my left calf. It started to get tight half way through the race but had me concerned.

The wind approaching the Tyngsboro Bridge was the strongest of the day. I was really in a tough spot mentally. I lost my company miles before and I started to struggle. The 3:10 marathon pace group passed me at the end of the bridge. It was a bigcrew, 20+ that I wished I had the legs to stay with them.

The other side of the bridge offered relief with a tail wind back to Lowell. But my my left calf started to feel like it was in a vice. I saw Joe and got a bag of goods. He was giving me updates on the CMS guys. They were doing great. It lifted my spirits.

Minutes later, running along, I negotiated my gloves off and fought to open the zip-lock bag, fought to grab, open the pickle juice, swallow, open the hotshot, swallow, then the Honey Stinger gel and capsules through the waterstop. Try doing this while running 7 minute miles.

It was around this time that Jimmy Quadros jumped in and talked me up a bit and supporting others around him and I. His efforts were decent but I was felt like I was slowing down. He flew away 2 miles later. Joe would soon zip by and I got another survival zip-lock and I repeated the ingestion of the contents minus the Salt-Stick capsules and Honey Stinger which I gave back to Joe. I was taking either water or Gatorade pretty much from every stop along the course on the day so far.

Miles 11 through 20 splits:

7:08, 7:13, 7:14, 7:13, 7:10, 7:21, 7:22, 7:33, 7:15, 7:32

I saw a 7:58 on my watch at mile 21 and thought the world was crashing. That was the first split I saw all day and felt the previous three miles were similarly slow (turns out I was wrong). I was doing the countdown of miles and wondering when my left calf was going to pop or cramp. The Rourke Bridge went by and now within 5K, felt that I was going to be OK to the finish. I would see teammate Paul Young ahead, the only runner I would recognize after losing Dave at 14 miles, coming back.

I started to feel confident to open the stride in the last mile, risking a cramp but it did not come. I caught Paul on the last of the turns heading to the Tsongas Center. It felt so good to catch up to him. We both pushed it in the last 200 meters. He finished a stride ahead of me at the line.

Miles 21 to the finish

7:58, 7:40, 7:36, 7:49, 7:30, 7:18, 6:53 pace for the last .2 miles.

It was so nice to finish the Baystate Marathon. I could finally smile and not worry about pain or the onset of muscles cramping up while running. I got a medal around my neck and mylar wrap to stay warm. I regrouped with Dave Lapierre and Paul Young to share stories of survival. D-La ran a 3:07 and looked pretty good after.  I had a water and an ice cold banana. I started to get cold. I shuffled off to the car and turned the heat on getting out of the marathon clothes while laughing at the line of traffic thinking they were leaving the garage.

They were there for 55 minutes and did not move an inch. I went through my phone and started to study my mile splits and try to see any results.

I headed down to the finish as Krissy was less than 5K away in her marathon. I found her coming in for her last 1/2 mile. I tried to run along side with my phone and take some pictures. It washilarious. I barely got some finish line photos as I could not keep up. She would run 5:20 or so for her 2nd Baystate finish. 

I would have an official time of 3:12:30.7 for 199^th place. I was 47^thin my 40-49 age group. Not too bad, wanted to get under 3:10 for the goal.

Place Div/Tot  Div        Name     No.   City State Age

199  47/228 MM4049  JAMES PAWLICKI 1454 LynnMA  44

  

3mile   10k  .5mile   Halfway 16.3mil   30k     23mile    Net Time  Pace Gun Time Qualifier

20:42 44:14 1:00:49 1:33:53 1:57:33 2:14:41 2:48:23 3:12:30.7 7:21 3:12:39.8 BQ

In closing, my time was pretty close to the calculator prediction from Runners World. I am glad that I did not have to deal with any muscle cramps. It was on my mind for the final ten miles of the race. I did finish the race with no salt deposits on my face so maybe I was hydrating properly?  

2018 Baystate Marathon Results

USATF New England Masters Cross Country Championships - Franklin Park

October 5th - Joe Shairs, Todd Callaghan, Dennis Floyd, and I arrived at Franklin Park for the USATF New England Open and Masters Cross Country Championships. They set up the CMS tent while I went to pick up the team bib numbers. It was cool and sunny. The Friday and Saturday rains soaked the course to the point where the race had a detour for the start of the Wilderness loop. I never saw the standing water but it was best to avoid it from what I heard. The start of the Wilderness loop was basically the exit. I measured the course as 5.0 miles after my race was done.

With Brian heading around the backstop
Photo by Kim Gordon

I warmed up 30 minutes before the 10AM start time (mastersr ace was the first of the day) with some of the CMS guys to see how the course looked. We ran the Wilderness loop, the back side of White Stadium, and Bear Cage Hill. The upper half of the Wilderness loop was soggy and the area behind White Stadium was a little muddy but one could dance past most of it. The messy part of the course would be in front of White Stadium on the field. This I did not see before the race so it was a surprise. Good old cross country mud! I picked the New Balance Trail shoes over the Inov8 flats.  We had 12 CMS masters and seniors at the starting line.

The opening mile of the race was the usual crazy chaos of 120 men sprinting out across the field which I found a few slippery spots. I got behind Chris Smith and Mark Reeder early and through mile 1 which looked like 5:35 per Garmin after the race. Teamate, Nick Taormina was just in front of us. He has been racing so well this fall. Brian Rhum from Gate City Striders and I kept company back and forth. 

He pushed us through Wilderness, loop one. I pushed us through Wilnderness the second time, passing Nick and Michael McGrane (BAA) in the process. I was trying to get close to two guys ahead at mile 4, one turned out to be John Sullivan from HFC. Brian went by me before the entry to Bear Cage Hill. We clawed to the top. Once I got myself together, I pushed down the backside of the hill. This is how it would set me up to the final straight away. I held my place, 39^th overall with a finish time of 29:37. Nick was right behind me. The masters team would finish 3^rdoverall and the Senior team would do the same.

Trailing Brian again at Franklin Park
Photo by Kim Gordon

I ran another 1.5 miles with the team and camped out atthe CMS tent to watch the women’s race and then the men’s open race. The CMS open team would finish 10^th in a competitive race. The guys picked the tent up and met me at the finish line where I was fixing some errors in theteam results. We went to Backlash Beer Company for some Pizza.

The 8K turned into a 5 mile. Blue spot is where the water flooded the start of the wilderness loop.

2018 USATF New England Masters Cross Country Championship race results
Pictures from Kim Gordon