All my skyrunning adventures seem to be the most this, the furthest that, the maddest the other. The Cara Amon vertical km was shaping up to be no different given it had the most liberal interpretation of a km - 1380m. I was quite nervous as I wasn't sure how to pace a race like that. So far, my pacing in vertical kms has been on a binary scale of moving - stopping. I wasn't sure I could go any slower to help last the distance. As it happened all these pre-race thoughts were irrelevant.
My first test of athleticism was sprinting between terminals at Paris airport (only to land up in a neighbouring plane - typical). Sadly my bag wasn't quite so nimble and missed its transfer. I arrived at Pau with hand luggage only. Thankfully I had the race essentials with me (shoes, vest, shorts). Also, I was dressed for the Scottish spring weather (3 fleeces, a thermal and a tshirt) so I could just about get by. After a quick stop to spend my 100 euro compensation money on toothpaste, long lycra tights and gloves, I was set.
|Blue extension = original route, Red = actual course|
|The first few hundred metres of the course |
through the narrow streets of Barruera
After all this faff I was keen to get racing. A quick snow shower two hours before the start made the clothing choice easy - pretty much everything in my bag. Unusually for a vertical km, it was a mass start race. The girls set off with the junior boys at a fierce pace through the narrow streets of Barruera and up onto the narrower rocky path. It required concentration especially as some runners had poles that could easily poke an eye out.
The first 500m of ascent were going to be the steepest but I knew I could run the whole way - but not at the pace we'd started at. I dropped off the leaders and settled into 4th place trying not to waste energy overtaking people on tricky rocky sections. I just plugged away at it and the consistent pace landed me up in 2nd by the first drinks station.
|My teammate Didier Zago and me half way down the course|
It was a convex slope and so it was hard to see when it was going to end. It came as a bit of surprise when it did flatten off, but that was partly because the snow thickened to about 40cm, the cloud was down, it was very windy and my face got battered by horizontal hail. I could see about 30m in front, just enough to see a few course markings. It was so white my eyes hurt. I tried to increase the pace because it was flat but I'm not sure it really worked. There was just a narrow trod of flattened snow so it took quite a lot of concentration to stay in it.
|Podium and prizes|
I was really pleased with my race and it is a definite improvement from previous vertical KMs I've done. I could never have matched 1st place (last year's world champion) who was just over 90 seconds ahead of me. The 'flat' course suited me but the altitude and steeper sections were not as problematic as last year. Results are here.
The prize giving proved to be as mad as the race with us going up on the podium three times for the world cup prizes, Spanish cup prizes and then the overall race prizes. I landed up with quite a haul including some interesting wooden sticks that look like props from a Harry Potter film. So yet again, another mad weekend of skyrunning. Fantastic experiences that I'm very lucky to have. My next one is the Vertical KM in Chamonix at the end of June. Can't wait, of course.
PS. Kit geeking:
I wanted to write a little bit about how well my kit coped with the conditions but I thought putting it in the main text would seem like I was just promoting Arc'teryx for the sake of it. This race was one of many occasions when I realised how lucky and proud I am to be supported by them as the kit really does hold up when you need it to.
I raced in my Phase SL thermal (thankfully I like wearing it as much casually as I do running so I travelled in it) and this really matters when you hit conditions like I did. It's designed to wick the sweat away from the skin quickly (see video here). Had I been drenched in sweat, I'd have frozen solid.
The other neat thing was the stash pocket on my solita shorts. I went for an odd look of my shorts over my long lycra tights because I wanted to use the pocket to hold my gloves. I usually use it for gels but it worked nicely on this occasion meaning I could put my gloves on quickly when I hit the snow line.