Ran a race on Sunday. This was a race I really wanted to win…I didn’t win…damn…It’s okay though, I’m ready to talk about it now.
The Vancouver Scotiabank Half was this weekend. Heading into the race I thought I had a chance to win. I had been training solidly and figured I was pretty fit. Race plan was simple, chill with the boys for the first 10miles then try to make a move. This plan did not really materialize at all.
Right from the gun we got going at a decent clip. SunRun champ Paul Kimugul set the tempo early on, buddy was looking to get after it! I wasn’t thrilled about this early tempo, but I had to keep contact if I wanted to win, so I held on to the pace. I wasn’t wearing a watch so I’m not sure of to many splits, but I know that we were 29:28 at 10km and 44:52 at 15km. Decent clip right there that was.
This half has a tricky course, there is a big ole’ downhill at about 8km that can really put some junk in your legs if ya hit it to hard. I was hoping the dudes would be content with just chilling for the first half and then getting after it over the last few miles. But obviously they did not share the same sentiment and we rolled that damn hill!
If ya look at the results you will see that I finished 2nd by almost a minute. But it really was a good race, I swear. There was a group of three of us going back and forth throwing little jabs here and there. It was fun. Things started to get pretty difficult at 14km, so I did what I usually do when I start hurting. I threw in a surge. I figured if I was hurting, than the other dudes were probably hurting as well. I wanted to break em’. My theory behind the suffer surge is that it can provide a nice physical and psychological boost. It changes up your rhythm a bit and maybe that change is all ya need snap out of a late race funk and get ya to stop feeling sorry for yourself. I also figure it tricks your head into continuing to grind hard knowing that you’re still on for a good one. But another thing about suffering in a race is that whilst yer suffering you are generally not thinking straight, and therefore you can convince yourself to believe these stupid ideas and do dumb shit. This surge was not awesome at all, it just made me hurt more than I already was…I ended up falling off for good around 18km. That last 3km was kinda ugly. Post race chat with coach;
rob; I just ran until I broke, made it to 18km
coach; So he put a minute on you in the last 3km?
coach; Man you didn’t break, you shattered!
rob; haha, yeah guess I did.
coach; good job, happy birthday.
Big Congrats to my buddy Kip Kangogo for coming out with the win. I have been racing Kip for years, he’s a strong man, dude is very hard to beat! He also just had a baby, so now he has added dad power to go with his already tough as nails mentality. It’s not fair man, I should get a baby. Kip is a great dude, super classy and friendly. Good job my friend!
Also gotta say thanks so much to everyone whom helped support the Charity Challenge that was associated with the race. I manged to hit my $500 goal for the BC Alzheimer Society. I’m super pumped about that. Thanks so much!
Thanks so much to everyone whom was out there on the course, the support was pretty gnarly, really wish I coulda won that one for the home team!
Here’s a little video of myself struggling to keep contact around 17km. It’s interesting to see my form falling apart as I try to force it. It is also funny to see Paul brutally cut the corner on the end. Come on buddy, that’s not cool!
And Here’s a little post race chat I had with my buddy and new Editor of Canadian Running (Congrats buddy!) Michael Doyle;
Yeah, so after the race I gave myself a 2 day window to celebrate and relax before I got into my World Championship build. I went home after the race and had a quick nap, then I spent the rest of the day drinking beer and eating cake with my friends. Huge shout out to Fil and Todd for their delicious Chocolate PeanutButter cake. Props to Mary for here absurdly awesome Chocolate Quinoa Cake and Jane for her giant GlutenFree chocolate chip cookie. Yeah man, two cakes and a cookie, it was rad!
My two day chill window ended up consisting of 12hrs of partying and then a bunch of sleeping whilst trying to recover from the partying. 20yr old Rob would have spent the whole damn time in a drunken stupor! But then again 20yr old Rob wouldn’t have to worry about training for a World Championship race, because 20yr old Rob was slow…
So here we are now, that was a rad weekend. Clif, Alan, Tom and the rest of the CRS crew put on another brilliant show and it’s time to get back on the grind and do work. OnWardtoMoscow!
One last thing, gotta send some love to Reid Coolsaet. Get well soon man! So much suck about the collarbone break. Knowing Reid, I know he’ll be back and rolling sooner than expected. Be well my man!