It’s Masters Day!
The last time I visited Malibu Creek State Park I was 12 years old. As I ran through the park race morning I tried to recall the trails hiked with my mom and siblings. I vividly remembered visiting the MASH film set which has since burned down. I remembered scrambling up a few steep climbs and have a picture of myself with my mom atop a very high peak. But that was the best of my recollection.I arrived that morning with my very best friend of 25 years Dyan who had never experienced an ultra event. She enjoyed watching athletes go through the process of bib pickup, drop bag organization and line-up for the pre- race briefing. Race Director Nancy Devin dedicated the race to a good friend who recently passed away and had been instrumental in coaching her through some tough ultra events.
I didn’t expect to lead the race for the women. I mean, I’m 40 now, for some reason I keep anticipating the disintegration of my joints and muscle tissue because I’ve entered a new decade. The race is a 25k double loop course with a significant climb known as Bull Dog Mountain on the front end and a couple of short but steep climbs in the middle and back end. The course is mostly exposed fire trails with a bit of single track to keep things interesting. I knew the key to doing well would be getting through the first loop with enough gas in the tank to complete the second and before the heat of the day could catch up to me. Luckily, the temperatures remained manageable. As I completed my first loop, I realized I had run my fastest 25k split of 2:13 and it was then that I knew I needed to maintain an aggressive pace in order to stay ahead of favored local runner Diana Rush. I caught a glimpse of Rush on the first descent as I made my way to the start/finish of my second loop. It was only after I completed the race that I came to realize just how close Rush had been. My finish time was 4:57:45 and hers was 5:00:43.
The highlight of this race was seeing my mom Lillian, daughter Summer and Dyan with her husband and two daughters at the finish. My mom could hardly contain her enthusiasm as she watched her 40-year-old daughter, who years ago was scrambling up a park peak on all fours, win the 50k race. She yelled, “That’s my girl!” Funny how, no matter how old you get, there’s nothing like having your mom cheer you to the finish line.
During the awards ceremony Nancy announced that for the first time ever, both the Male/Female Open Champions were also the Master’s Champions. Jose Ortiz (47) and I Bree Lambert (40) had won both divisions. I thought that was pretty cool. You know, I think the 40’s are going to be a great time for running ultras. I’m looking forward to my next one.
Until next time... Live Well. Finish Strong. ---Bree