So the annual Ottawa Race Weekend just took place! Canada's largest run festival - and one of the biggest on the continent - with over 40,000 participants running a variety of distances from a 2k family run, the elite-filled 10km, the marathon, and everything in between! I guess it's not by any stretch the largest single race - especially if we compare it to The City 2 Surf which draws over 80,000 runners annually - but, hey, you celebrate what you have, and not that which you don't.
It was my first time actually taking part in the festival. I was a "pace rabbit" for the 1:30 group in the half-marathon. I had initally signed up to race it but got the offer to be a pacer and took it up - it made sense on a few different levels. After a solid and consistent winter of running I knew 1:30 would be a solid tempo run and wouldn't shell my legs during an important training block for the race which I'd say is my "A" race of the year, Mont-Tremblant 70.3. As expected, running 1:30 was a good workout and I was able to be very comfortable the entire run.
Crowd support was unbelievable with over 100,000 people lining the streets on Sunday for the half and the full marathon events! I didn't quite look the real-deal, though, as the group was unable to provide me with a bunny-eared hat or a proper-fitting shirt and my sign busted after 6km's. Wasn't to matter though, much of the group who began with me didn't finish with me, dropping off at about 17kms as hit the "uphill" coming onto Alexandria Bridge.
Check out some photos (some of me and my group) as always, stolen unashamedly without permission:
Elite women in the 10km race
Geoffrey Mutai, 2011 Boston Marathon winner (ran a 2:03, by the way!) won the 10km race in 27:41!
Elite men crushing it. It was won in a sprint finish in 2:09:xx
After reflecting on the admittedly silly amount of time and effort I have recently been pouring into training, I asked myself: Why spend hours pounding away on the pedals and the pavement, Steve? What's the point? A valid question, to be sure. An even more valid question might be something along the lines "why the f*** would you sign up for a 226km triathlon?" This is a question which pops up frequently enough when I'm hurting out there on a run. That's because Jeremy - my best mate - inspired me to pull the trigger on registering for Ironman Melbourne. Premature to be signing up for that in my 3rd year in the sport? We'll see on race day, I suppose.
I think part - if not a lot - of the answer for doing all of this madness can be found in my wanting to motivate myself on a daily basis whilst I pushed through many university classes which admittedly did not interest me all too much, and working a job which is not entirely rewarding. These reasons satisfy the motivation for plunging into it more than 'normal' in the last six months. The rest of the answer, however, is perhaps harder to articulate. Whilst I am still searching to regain what creativeness I once might have had as a wordsmith years ago, I think I shall share with you some words from a rather inspiring athlete, Jordan Rapp, taken from his victory speech at Ironman Canada last year:
"[Triathlon/Ironman] is the sort of momentous [...] experience that allows us, ever so briefly, to get close
enough to the stars to reach out and touch the heavens. Of course, some
of that may just be the delirium of a 226 kilometer journey of swimming,
biking, and running in a single day.
As much as we might curse the
wind, and the heat, and the seemingly endless miles when we are out
there on the day, those very things are what bind us to this race and
also to each other. Nobody gets together over a beer and recounts war
stories like, “hey, remember that time we ran a 5k in totally perfect
conditions?” Adversity is one of those things that truly implants a
memory in our brain. According to Buddhism’s Four Noble Truths, the
meaning of life itself is to suffer. I’m not sure I buy into that, even
if it has resulted in some great Blues music over the years.
Personally, I prefer view of
Viktor Frankl, the great Austrain psychiatrist and Holocaust survivor,
that the meaning of life is to find meaning in our lives. I think the
“to the stars” part is just as important as the “not easy” part. I
don’t think anyone wants to go, through great difficulty, to the grocery
store. I don’t think we want our lives, in general to be hard, though I
don’t think we necessarily want life to be easy either. What I think
drives us to seek out great challenges is that it is a choice that we
make for ourselves. We don’t have control over the day, but we have
control over our decision to pursue this epic journey. We all, for a
variety of reasons, chose to wade into the lake with 3300 other people
to undertake something that the typical person would call crazy.
But no one in this room has a
burning desire to be, “typical.” That is not why you do an Ironman. You
do an Ironman because you want to reach the stars. And you want to do it
the hard way. Because that is what makes it special."
Jordan celebrating his IM Texas win last week.
If you're so inclined, I think a lot of the reasons I have pulled the trigger on signing up for Ironman Melbourne in March 2013 - and indeed any race - can be explained in the 17-odd minutes of footage below. This video was produced for the awards banquet for Ironman Texas 2013. I think it's worth sharing.