Finally got round to posting this race report ..
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| Room with a view! |
I flew in to Kota Kinabalu on
Thursday 5th, and met up with most of the competitors of the AR and
UT at the Hotel Mega D’Aru, which has served as headquarters for the race for
the last few years. It was good to see some familiar faces again and also make
a few new acquaintances. Most of the others had flown in a day earlier and
everyone’s very chilled whilst the luggage and bikes are being loaded and
number bib distributed.
By mid-afternoon we’re all headed
to the resort, stopping to change to mini-buses en route as the roads leading
to the resort can’t accommodate large coaches. The first indication of what
we’re up against over the next few days is the extreme changes in elevation as
we make our way up to the resort. Even getting to our allocated accommodation
requires a significant amount of climbing! I’m sharing a room with Jonique
(doing the AR), and the rest of my ‘housemates’ are Lena (Jonique’s team-mate),
Chris (Lena’s husband, doing the UT), Pat (also doing the UT and her first
ultra) and Greg (Pat’s boyfriend and default support crew, having been
unfortunately sidelined by injury whilst training for the UT)
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| New arrivals at Mersilau |
I’d briefly read that
temperatures would average 12-14 degrees Celsius in the evening, but didn’t
think much of it till I realized it was pretty cold up in the resort! Luckily I
did chuck a couple of warm items in my bag when packing .. I’m definitely not
firing on all cylinders when I’m cold!
Our first night is a buffet
dinner at the resort restaurant, followed by briefing for the next day at the
Visitor’s Centre. It’s not far between all the locations, but some rather steep
hills make it just a little more challenging. We’re also based at 1900m
altitude, and I’m wondering how that’s going to affect everyone. I’m drinking
water like there’s no tomorrow and still feeling parched.
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| Claus describes the route for Day 1 |
We’re finally given our maps and
instructions, and everyone scuttles off to sort out their kit for an early
start the next morning. The AR starts near the resort, but the UT runners have
an hour’s transfer to get to our start. I try and sort everything out as
quickly as possible so as to get a decent night’s sleep. Fuels sorted, water
filled and mandatory equipment checked. Outfit for the morning laid out and
it’s off to bed.
Race Day 1
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| Hope I don't get lost! |
Waking up feels like a supreme
effort – the culmination of some very late nights prior to race morning. I wrap
up against the cold and head out for breakfast at the restaurant with everyone
else. Back in the room and getting
ready to head out, I realise my pack (Salomon X-Lab 5L) is wet through.
I figure I’ve clipped the mouthpiece and that leaked some of the water out. No
worries. Refill, and I’m off. We’re all bustled into mini-buses that ferry us
to our start location. We wave goodbye to the AR competitors on their bikes
headed to their start and the lighthearted banter in the bus sets a good mood
for the morning. When we finally arrive at the start, there’s some frantic
scrambling for bushes (it was a bumpy ride!) and then we’re ready.
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| Turned my quad sleeves round so runners behind me would have something to read, haha! |
Everyone starts at a seemingly
easy pace and the first 5 miles were pretty much downhill. I run at the front
with Yip for a bit before he pulls away, then Vincent and Garrett overtake me
and try to keep up with Yip. I turn off at one of the villages and head towards
the Kenipir River, and I’m the second person behind Yip to sign in at CP5 (The
UT runners start in the middle of the AR course so our first stop is CP5).
Vincent and Garrett must’ve taken a wrong turn. True enough, I see Yip not far
ahead as I start the 4km river hike, and soon Yann, Vincent and Garrett all
overtake me again.
I’m wearing the Salomon
Speedcross 3, given last year’s super muddy terrain it would’ve been the
perfect shoe, but not so this year. I’m slipping and sliding all over the
smooth, wet rocks, and pick up a bamboo pole on the way in a desperate attempt
to stay upright. I think I swam more than I ran during that whole river hike! A
few more racers pass me, including the two leading AR teams. By the time I get
to the CP6, I’m soaking wet, thoroughly bruised and my legs have taken a bit of
a bashing from having bounced off nearly every rock in the river. Having said
that, it was great fun and a great way to keep cool!
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| Nearly at the end of the river hike |
The rest of the trail follows
concrete and gravel roads, some of which are quite steep, along a scenic route.
I’m mostly running alone, trying not to get lost and trying to keep a steady
pace in the heat. I’m wearing the
Compressport ProRacing Arm Sleeves, For Quad
thigh compression and R2 calf compression sleeves. I was a little worried that
they’d be an issue in the heat, but they worked a treat. They seemed to provide
a little climate control, some sun protection and certainly felt comfortable
throughout.
The road to the finish was a
long, wide, dusty one. Just under 10km of steady ascent with no shade. I’d
refused any further water at CP9 as I’d had a couple of swigs at CP8 and my
1.5L normally lasts me at least 3 hrs. I’d checked and it didn’t seem like I
needed to top up so off I went. 15 minutes away from CP9 and I ran out of
water. Jonathan had just overtaken me and I couldn’t understand why I was
feeling so much more fatigued than I should have. In the midday heat, I worried
I wouldn’t reach the finish in time for my next electrolyte feed. I guessed I’d
have to run for at least another 45 minutes at my current speed and despaired
at the possibility of dehydration. I mentally cobbled together the few Malay
words I knew in case I got desperate. “Tolong, air, minum” “Help, water, drink”..
plus I had an emergency RM50 stashed in my pack somewhere, surely that’d get me
some water?
Thankfully, I passed a
photographer on the crest of a small hill and reached the finish line much
sooner than I’d expected. I grabbed some water and hustled into the mini-bus – the
first one was full and about to leave – and headed back to the resort. Day 1
done, in 5th place behind Yip, Vincent, Yann and Jonathan. Garrett
took the scenic route and added another 8km to his Day 1 total. Pierre and Eric
were the first AR team and also in the bus, together with Sebastian, whose
partner Tina had a nasty accident soon after the start and had to DNF.
Back at Mersilau, we all have
lunch together, supplemented by our various recovery fuels and assorted
compression recovery apparel. We then chilled out at reception, waiting for the
other racers to arrive back and also waited for the electricity to come back on
so we could use the wi-fi! The resort turns off their generators between 12-5pm
… luckily there was still some hot water in the tank for my shower ..
I fill my pack and get stuff
ready for tomorrow, but when I come back after a couple of hours there’s water
everywhere and my reservoir is nearly empty again. I find a tear in the base …
the mystery of the self-emptying reservoir is solved! Hopefully a bit of
Leukotape will stem the leak for the duration of the run tomorrow!
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| A hole in my bucket .. |
Dinner is a social affair,
competitors displaying varying levels of fatigue trading war stories from past
and present events. The latest casualty is Charlotte, who fell during the AR
and dislocated her elbow. The briefing for Day 2 is late as we’re waiting for
some of the slower competitors to come back in. This is probably the worst part
as everyone is keen to get to bed and the briefings are usually drawn out due
to the combined AR and UT events.
Jonique, my room-mate, very
kindly tweezes the thorns out of my shoulder where I got wrapped up in some
prickly vines along the river. We’re finally done, some last minute prep and
its off to bed.
Race Day 2
Feeling a little more rested
after a good night’s sleep, but my legs are aching more than they should be!
The AR teams make their way to the start again whilst the UT runners wait to be
ferried to our start location. Charlotte has opted to do the UT today since she
can’t manage the bike .. she’s tough as nails!
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| Before the start of Day 2 |
The boys at the front take off in
a pack, running at a good clip. It’s not long before I’m running alone. I can
still see some runners not far behind me, so I’m not too worried about getting
lost yet. The checkpoints seem
easier to navigate than last year, and no major stress on the map-reading so
far. Running in the Salomon S-Lab 3 today, and feeling much more comfortable in them! I've only got the R2 calf sleeves on ... saving the rest of the compression sleeves for post-race recovery!
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| Just before Day 2, CP2 |
The day gets very hot and there’s
not much shelter to be found, but my patched up water reservoir seems to be
holding up ok for now, yay! I meet some of the AR teams riding in the opposite
direction as I make my way on the highway towards CP9. There’s a bit of a climb
on a very wide, hot road before the CP, and I see a few runners behind
including Clara and Patricia, who have been running well together. Looks like
they’re making good time, and I’m pretty sure they’ll catch me up before long.
My legs feel spent and I’m not feeling great but I don’t have a good
explanation for my fatigue. I try and pick up the pace to put some distance
between me and the girls but it’s a real effort. The next bit of the course is
over some dense scrubland and marked with luminous ribbon since there’s no clear
trail. Nice to have a break from the map-reading (and guesswork!), but it’s
slow going with some thorny bushes and wooden stakes where young trees have
been cut down.
By the time I get to Poring
Springs and the start of the 3.5km climb to the waterfall, I’m feeling
extremely fatigued and wondering if I’ve drunk enough. I’d doubled my
Endurolyte intake but it didn’t feel like it was helping. I stopped to splash
some water on my face at a stream only to find that it was HOT water .. ugh!
I’d forgotten it was the Poring Hot Springs .. and I just had visions of
bacteria in the warm water all over my hands … :S
Never mind, onward and upward.
Not an easy task as I was racked with cramp during the entire climb! Various
leg muscles took turns in randomly cramping with each step, making my progress
very slow and quite painful. I picked up some sturdy sticks to use as supports
and got passed by loads of runners making their own steady progress uphill. I
abandon one ‘pole’ on the way up – it was getting too heavy! The girls passed
me at the first river crossing .. when both legs cramped whilst trying to
cross, leaving me unable to go forwards or backwards, and no choice but to wait
for the cramps to subside. It took me ages to get to the waterfall at the top,
and it was reminiscent of some of the long tedious climbs at UTMB, where I
could only focus on one step at a time or I’d have given up.
I see Garret charging downhill
looking very fresh, with Vincent not far behind. Yip follows a little while
later but he’s definitely looking a bit rough. I was feeling pretty wretched,
wondering if the girls would be able to put an hour into me and take the lead
today, and wondering if I’d ever get to the top of that blasted waterfall. Not
a good day at the office. Especially not after I see the girls go past in the
other direction. There’s nothing I could do to move faster .. argh, the
frustration!!
When I finally reach the
waterfall and the final CP, I scribble on the sign-in sheet and head back down
immediately. I didn’t even get a decent look at the waterfall. My only concern
now if getting down to the finish as fast as I can and pray I’m not besieged by
cramp going downhill. Thankfully, it’s not as bad and I’m using my makeshift
pole as a crutch to support my weight as I try to hurtle down as fast as I can.
I see Charlotte with Jodi and Bryan making their way up. Charlotte’s having
trouble with her arm, but I know she’ll finish this, and she’s got two lovely
runners helping her get there.
Halfway down, my ‘pole’ snaps in
two from all the impact it’s absorbing. Fortuitously, I find the stick I’d
abandoned earlier on the way up just a few meters later .. perfect timing! I’m
moving as fast as I can and I’m finally down to the bottom. No idea how fast
the girls have finished and all I want to do is stop. I give everything I have
left to run through the gates at the finish point … and carry on because the
guys thought it would be funny to say there’s another 200m to go .. they call
me back and I’m done. Completely done in. Greg very kindly gets me a coke and
someone hands me a banana.
In the end, the girls managed to
gain about 20 minutes on me, eating into my lead from Day 1, but not enough to
change the final result. An awesome effort from everyone given the heat and
tough climb at the end, particularly to the runners who suffered out there all
day. Well done, all!
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| FINISH!! |
We had the prize ceremony that
evening, supported by lots of tired AR competitors who still had another day’s
racing to go. Results here:
SAC 2012 results
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| Ladies podium, with our unique medals |
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| Yip wins the men's race |
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| Charlotte gets the Kamikaze Award :) |
As usual, the SAC was a great event organised by Aman, Claus, Rudy and their team. The route was challenging, and a good mix of competitors and staff made the race very enjoyable indeed. I seldom do the same race twice, but the SAC is one of my exceptions. :)