The Daytona 100 – Race Recap
Did you ever wish you could run a 100 mile race on a course
that catered to your style in perfect weather conditions? Well, that’s exactly what we got this past
Saturday, December 10
th, 2016 in Jacksonville Beach, Florida for the
second annual running of the Daytona 100 that is directed by ultra running
legend Dave Krupski and his wife Alex. The
Daytona 100, only in its second year, is a newer 100 mile ultra here in the
state of Florida that starts at the One Ocean Resort and Spa in Jacksonville
Beach and travels 100 miles south, ending at Daytona Beach’s North Turn. It starts at 6am on Saturday morning and ends
at 12pm on Sunday, giving you 30 hours to complete the distance. The course is flat, fast roads with a few
beach sections thrown in for good measure.
As luck would have it, a small cold front moved in the day before, so
the temperature at start time was in the upper 40’s, daytime temps were only in
the low 60’s and nighttime in the upper 50’s.
To make it even more perfect, throw in a 10mph tailwind to push you
along. To say that we were anxious to
get going was an understatement.
Jennifer Van Vlack, my ultra running partner in crime and
co-member of Team Truckin’ On, and I, started planning this race back in
mid-September, shortly after completing our first 100 mile race at Aaron
Thompson’s and Ben Pangie’s Wildcat Ultra.
This one would cater to us though since, as much as we love the trails,
we are more used to running on the roads.
Being that a cold front was moving in and the weather forecast was
calling for temperatures that would be ideal , (highs in the low 60’s and lows
in the high 50’s) we couldn’t wait to get started. We both believed that we could sub 24 this
race if everything worked the way we wanted it to. Our plan was to run 5/1
intervals from the very beginning, for as long as we could, before making any
kind of adjustments. A perfect scenario
would be to hit 50 miles in 10 hours so that we could set ourselves up for a
nice back half.
After waking up just before 4am, I got ready for the
race. I had prepared what I was going to
wear the night before so there would not have to be any thinking in the
morning. I decided to wear my newest
Headsweats hat, Ugly Christmas sweater, since it was that time of year. I also chose to wear my 26.2
INKnBURN shirt
over a long sleeved compression shirt to start with plans to change into my 50
after I passed the 26.2 mile distance and change into my 100 after passing 50
miles. I also wore a little bit thicker
Balega pair of socks since it is the only brand I run in. My shoe brand of choice to run in is always
Altra. I went with my Paradigms, the
most cushioned road running shoe that Altra makes. I felt it was the most appropriate choice for
the terrain we were going to be running on.
I also brought two handhelds with
me filled with
Tailwind Nutrition, my fuel of choice, because it really works. My crew had the rest of the Tailwind that I
had brought with me in the car and would continually replenish my bottles each
time I saw them. Fortunately for me,
Tailwind Nutrition was the official fuel/electrolyte replacement drink on the
course and so it would also be available at every aid station. Our crew dropped us off at the hotel/starting
line at about 5:20am since we were required to be there by 5:30am to check
in. After heading into the hotel lobby,
where all the runners were gathering, we said hello to a number of people that
we recognized or knew from other races.
At about 5:45am, Jen and I headed back outside to get a few pictures by
the start. Being that it was still a bit
chilly at that time, everyone was bundled up with layers. I even took out my gloves to start the race
with, only to find out I had grabbed my Injinji toe socks instead, mistaking
the toes for fingers. We really laughed
at this. Talk about a funny moment to
take the edge off.
A few minutes later a prerecorded National Anthem was
playing, and as always, I removed my hat out of respect for my country. Less than 2 minutes after that, the timing
clock was counting down from 10 and before we knew it, we were off on our quest.
Because of the location of the race, crews were only allowed
to crew in 5 designated areas for the first 31 miles, the first being between
miles 3 and 4. Jen and I knew that we
didn’t need our crew that early, so we told them to meet us at the second
location, the Mickler’s Landing parking lot, which is right around mile 13. During these first 13 miles, the run was
going great and we were sticking to our plan.
We weren’t pushing ourselves and the scenery of all the homes was
keeping us from even thinking about the run.
It was here that our most awesome Team Truckin’ On Pit Crew got to
work. Jen’s friends, Chris, Lindsay and
Sara, all flew in with Jen to crew the both of us since we were running this
race together. I had already met Chis
and Lindsay back in September when they crewed us for Wildcat. Even though Sara
was the newbie, she fit right in. We met them in the parking lot, took a couple
of layers off, refilled our handhelds, and then were on our way. It was
at this point that we were originally supposed to enter the first beach
section, but because of Hurricane Matthew and the damage it caused, we had to
run along the shoulder of A1A to mile 16.5, where the first aid station/check
in was located. We told our crew to meet us there as well since they were able
to.
We reached AS1 a short while later by continuing to stick to
our plan. We let the aid station know
our bib numbers, refilled our handhelds again at our crew vehicle, ate some
food and then continued on our way. We
would be seeing our crew again at mile 22, where AS2 was located and the first
beach section would start. Jen and me
continued with our 5/1 intervals and were keeping each other preoccupied by telling
stories and keeping up the conversation.
By the time we got to mile 22 and saw our crew again, Jen
and I had been running for about 4.5 hours by now. We were just over our pace to hit 50 in 10
hours, but were close enough to feel good about where we were. Again, we shed any layers that we wanted off,
refilled, ate and then hit the beach.
To
be perfectly honest with you, I’m not a fan of running on the beach, even
though the surface was pretty solid. Beach
running can really sap the energy out of you very quickly. Maybe this is what got into my head at this
point because this section was taking me down the wrong mental road. Not even a mile into this section, Jen knew
that something was wrong with me when I just got really quiet. She was trying to make me talk about things
to distract me from thinking about what we were doing, but my answers were
short and it was not working. As
runners, we know there are times that this can happen and it’s nothing against
anyone you might be running with. It was
at this point that we cut our intervals down to 4/1 to see if that would work. Just under 2 hours later we were finally at
mile 28 and leaving the beach section. The
Team Truckin’ On Pit Crew met us here where once again we refilled our
fuel/hydration, ate some food and changed some clothes. I changed out of my 26.2 INKnBURN shirt and changed
into my 50 INKnBURN shirt like I had planned.
Right before leaving I heard my name called and turned to see Claire and
John Kelly, new friends of mine I had met at Justin Radley’s 8 Hours of Hell
race series. Claire was the only one
running though as John was crewing her.
This was her first 100 miler and I was rooting for her. I gave them each a big hug and john got a
picture of the two of us before Jen was pulling me along to get going. I was so glad I got to see them!
At this point Jen and I were back out on the road and on our
way to AS3 which was at mile 32, the start of St Augustine. Crew restrictions would now be lifted after
going over the small Vilano Bridge at mile 31.
Right after starting on this next 4 mile section though, I was in a bad
spot. We decreased the intervals again
right away to 3/1, but for me, everything was just going south. As much as I would have loved to run this
whole ultra with Jen, I also didn’t want to hold her back. She’s only 31, 16 years younger than me and I’m
just the old guy trying to keep up. I
knew she would sub 24 this race if she went off on her own, so a short while
later I told her to go on without me. She
asked if I was sure because that’s just who Jen is. We planned to do this together and she would
have stayed with me if I wanted her to, but I didn’t want to hold her
back. I said to go and sub 24 this
ultra! I was going to walk a bit more,
make my way to the next aid station slowly and go from there. She reset her watch back to her intervals and
went on ahead. She would tell the crew
to wait at the aid station for me. By
then I had about 3 miles to go. During
these 3 miles I thought of so many things, one of them being that I had nothing
to prove to anybody since I had already run 100 miles and I was going to pull
myself from the race. Every now and then
I would think otherwise, but with about 2 miles to go I tried to start running
again and my calves started cramping and I had to stop and walk the rest of the
way. I texted my wife Kasi to let her
know what was going on and she called me.
She told me that I knew how to listen to what my body was telling me and
to listen closely. She supported any decision
that I made. Kasi always knows what to
say to me. By the time I finally got to AS3, I had been
running for just over 7 hours and I was still having a moment. I decided to take some S Caps at this point
if the aid station had any, which they did.
I swallowed two, had some food and rested a bit. I then actually did tell my crew, as well as
the AS, that I was dropping out. Well, neither
my crew nor the aid station people would let me. The AS guys said that I had to run through
St. Augustine and over the Bridge of Lions first and after doing that, if I still
wanted to drop, my crew would get me. I
moved around a bit and realized that the cramping in my calves was completely
gone, so I said I would continue. There
was even one runner, an older guy that my crew nicknamed The Mayor because of
how he acted. Before leaving the aid
station, he asked me to give him a thumbs up to let him know I was ok. Everyone was overjoyed and was so happy for
me. The S Caps that I had taken helped
me so much that I would continue to take them every hour for the rest of the
race. I must say, I held it together
pretty good, but shortly after getting to mile 33 I had a pretty emotional
moment all to myself. I knew that 90% of
what I had just gone through was all in my head and I would have been pretty
bummed if I had dropped. Sometimes you
just hit a really low moment in a race like this and for me, this was
mine. Luckily it was the only one I had.
So now here I was, back out on my quest to complete my
second 100 mile ultra in 30 hours or less.
Since Jen and I made such great time early in the run though, I was
still at a great place time wise. My A
goal of sub 24 would really be a push at this point, but B goal of 27:00 to
27:30 was definitely in reach. I locked
in to the adjusted intervals and made my way through St. Augustine and over the
Bridge of Lions. I really enjoyed seeing
the town. I definitely plan to come back
with Kasi to stay for a weekend and enjoy the history. The breeze off of the water lifted my spirits
and really cleared my head.
After leaving AS3, my crew went on ahead to meet Jen at her
next spot and then doubled back to meet me somewhere around mile 36 or 37. They noticed right away how much better I looked
and were really happy for me. I asked
them how Jen was doing and where she was mileage wise. I did this each time I saw them. I found out later on that she asked about me
as well each time she saw them too.
Since AS4 was going to be at mile 40, I told them to meet me somewhere
around mile 44 or 45. I refilled my handhelds,
drank some coke, took a turkey wrap to go and was on my way.
The next 8 or 9 miles went by in no time. There was some cloud coverage now, so I was
happy I had on my heavier pullover. I
stopped at AS4 at mile 40, replenished my needs and was off in no time. By the time I met the crew again just after
44 miles, I had been on the road almost 11 hours. Since it was closing in on 5:00pm, I
proceeded to put my headlamp, safety vest and front and back blinking lights on
for the nighttime hours. I ate some more
food, refilled my handhelds with my Tailwind Nutrition, made sure all was a go
and was off. I would be seeing them
again at mile 52 where AS5 was located.
This would probably be the longest stretch of the whole run before
getting more aid. Because of this I brought
some quick eats in my pockets.
I continued to trudge along A1A, running, walking, running,
walking…over and over, not thinking of anything but getting to AS5. All I kept saying in my head was, “get to 50
and you could start counting down”. When
I finally got there around 7:00pm, I was feeling pretty good. Crew
members Lindsay and Sara were there like we had planned and once again got what
I needed, made sure I ate and had fresh Tailwind and made me get going. They would be meeting me around mile 57.
This was the start of running through Flagler County all the
way to Marineland. I got to mile 57
without a hitch, got what I needed and planned to meet them again somewhere
around mile 65 or 66 since I was going to be getting to AS6 at mile 61.8
first. When I finally got there around
10pm (16 hours in) I was really happy because my friend Jamie Woyton was
captaining that aid stations with his sons and some other people. When Jamie saw me, he shouted my name, gave
me a big hug, sat me down and fed me some warm food. Anyone who knows Jamie knows that he is just
an awesome person and someone you want in your life as a friend. He’s so positive. I was feeling good when I got there, but I
felt even better when he kicked me out a few minutes later telling me that he
can’t miss me if I don’t leave. He did
give me another big hug before I left and told me he was proud of me and that
buckle was mine. Talk about an emotional
boost, especially since I had 38 miles to go.
Once again I met up with my crew just past mile 66 in a
Publix parking lot along the route. I
ended up getting there a minute before they did. While I was standing there, a woman came up
to me and asked me what this walk we were doing was for. I just smiled and told her it was the Daytona
100. She told me she saw all of these
people walking and was wondering what was going on. I don’t think she really knew what it was we
were doing, but she made me smile when she said good luck. My crew pulled up at that point and this time
it was Chris and Lindsay. Sara was out
pacing Jen at that point. The Team
Truckin’ On Pit Crew was working like a well- oiled machine at this point,
going to meet Jen, then backtracking to meet me, over and over, putting more
miles in the car than we had planned, but never complaining once. After once again getting what I needed from
them I headed on out making that push for AS7 at mile 70.
I ended up getting to mile 70/AS7 just before 12:15am. When I arrived I saw the older guy I had seen
at AS3 back in St. Augustine who told me to give him a thumbs up to let him know
I was ok. As soon as I saw him and said
hello, he took one look at me and said, “Hey, it’s the thumbs up guy! You made
it”. That made me smile. I sat down, had some coke, refilled my
bottles with water in one and Tailwind in the other and had some food. One of the aid station workers said that she
had brought mini pre made toothbrushes, if anybody wanted one. My eyes lit up! How refreshing that was to brush my teeth at
that point in the run. These are the
little things that keep you going when taking on an ultra like this. Again, not spending too much time there, I
got up and headed on out since I was going to be meeting my crew again around
mile 75, which went without a hitch since I was still running the same
intervals that I started back at mile 32.
Lindsay told me she had a shot of Fireball at AS8 that I was heading to
next.
I got to AS8, mile 81, at around 3:15am. It was set up in the TGIFridays parking
lot. I sat down for a sec and again went
through my routine of refilling my bottles, eating some food and drinking some
coke. It was at this time that we were
to cross the road and run on the beach side of A1A since we were going to be
heading back out onto the beach fairly soon.
One person at AS8 was telling everybody that the turn off was 7 miles
up, which would make it mile 88. I
decided to meet with my crew again shortly before this around mile 86, which I
did. I got what I needed pretty quickly
this time since I knew they wanted to get to the finish line to see Jen finish
since she was around 10 to 12 miles ahead of me. Lindsay did mention that Jen’s Garmin got
screwed up around this point right before the beach and to be careful. Being that I was 86 miles in, I could not
think too clearly, but said ok. I wish I
had paid attention a little bit more.
Since the person at AS8 was telling everyone that the turn
off onto the beach was 7 miles up the road, which would mean 88 miles based on
my Garmin, when I got to 88, then 88.5, then 88.8, I started panicking and was
texting Lindsay to find out if I had passed it.
She told me I hadn’t, not to worry and just keep going. Long story short, the mileage was more like
8.5 to 9 miles to the turn off. When I
finally saw the signs for the turnoff onto the beach, I was so happy. It did throw off my intervals a bit though,
but I was not worried. I had only about
10 miles to go.
When I finally got onto the beach and made the right turn, I
had a little less than 4 miles before getting off the beach and hitting AS9 and
meeting my crew for the last time before seeing them at the finish.
Slowly but surely I made my way on the beach. By the time I was getting to the exit,
Lindsay said she was going to come onto the beach so I could see how far I had
to go. It was now getting light out even
though the sun wasn’t up yet and I was finally at AS9. For the final time, I got what I needed from
the car, refilled my bottles, ate some food and headed on out for the final 7
miles. Lindsay was going to come with me
to talk me through the final stretch. We
set on out and didn’t run much of this last stretch. We talked, told some stories and even ran
into a guy who at first made a funny comment after overhearing a story Lindsay
was telling, but then went on and on, bragging about how great he was. After about 10 minutes of this one sided
conversation, I couldn’t take it any longer, and said we were going to run for
a bit again. We laughed about it after
leaving him behind.
Finally, we were back on the beach for the final 2 miles and
I kept looking to see if I could see the finishers arch that I would be
crossing. My walking pace at this time was
somewhere around 19 or 20 min/mile. When
I was about ½ mile out, I was able to see the finish. Jen and the crew were there waiting for
me. I crossed over with an official time
of 27:17:05, a PR from my first 100 by just shy of 8 hours.
This 100 miler was so much different than the first but was
just as rewarding. Even though I ran
most of the race on my own after Jen and I had split up, it never felt that
way. This was a journey of EPIC
proportions and I am so thankful for being given the ability to do things like
this. These are the challenges in my
life that I thrive off of and motivate me.
This ultra would not have been possible without the best possible Pit
Crew a runner could have. They not only
crewed 2 runners, but did so by going back and forth along the route over and
over again since Jen and I were at different places. They didn’t complain once and handled it
flawlessly. Thank You Lindsay, Chris and
Sara, from the bottom of my heart, for volunteering your time to come and help
Jen and me accomplish 100 #2. It meant
everything to me and I know it meant everything to Jen as well. I also want to thank my brands I am an
Ambassador for, Tailwind Nutrition for fueling all 100 miles and keeping me
going the whole way, Headsweats for the awesome trucker hats that I never run
without and INKnBURN for the incredible tech shirts that I always wear when
running and even when I’m not running because they look and feel so good. I’d also like to thank Altra Running for making
shoes for running that work for me better than any I have ever worn, and Balega
International for making the most comfortable running socks, again in my opinion
that a person can run in. I also want to
thank all of my friends for all of the words of encouragement and support
during the entire run. It’s always very
humbling. I tried to garnish every ounce
of energy from wherever I could to keep me going.
Last, but far from least, I want to thank my wife Kasi for
being so supportive of this quest and believing in me that I could get it done….again! Love you honey!
Run
Hard, Run Strong and #stayvertical my friends.
Truck On!!
Peace!
Joe Rainone,
December 14, 2016