So Bob tells me its cool that I'm trail running but "Do you want to see something really hardcore? Come with me." He proceeds to lead me to his office which is actually more a shrine to extreme sports, racing and pushing your personal limits. After about an hour of listening to unreal stories on adventure racing he suggests I do Momar, a local adventure race.
Sold! I began my hunt for an awesome partner. After a long search (and a couple flaky partners) I thought I'd found the one she just needed to confirm her school schedule. I was stoked! *fingers cross* the timing would work for Momar Cumberland 2009. That weekend I had an epic Saturday; 5 Peaks Seymour Race followed by skydiving in the afternoon with my brother and some friends. While at the Seymour Race a local runner who I'd met through Mountain Madness running group asked me and my friend Helen Tilley if we wanted to join him the following day for a long run. He was training for the Stormy 80km race and wanted to check out one of the legs called 9 Mile Hill just outside of Squamish. Helen and I were totally in. It was on this training run I told him all about Momar, he seemed super into it and was really excited for me. A couple days later my partner sent me a note to say she had to bail on Momar. I was sad but determined to race this race. Immedately I sent Chris a message to ask if he wanted to be my Momar partner - and he accepted!! YES! finally a partner, Chris Price. This all happen six weeks out from the race so we decided to get together for a coffee and game planning session. Team She'll be Right was born, we registered that night and never looked back.
Our six weeks of training were utlized by getting out in a kayak twice including racing in one of the MEC Big Chop races followed by a tempo run on the seawall, getting out on our mountain bikes around twice a week on the North shore, continuing our running and we took a navigation course. Another really important thing we did was speak alot about our goals and exceptations for the race.
To be entirely trueful a big part of what made this race so much fun was the training we did for it and that we became great friends in the process. A few of our rules going into the race:
- Have fun
- No fighting
- Laugh
- Never talk about fight club (ok this is my lame joke)
- No expectations
- No panic-ing
- Never leave a crasher behind (again me being lame)
Once we arrived in Cumberland we headed to the Riding Fool hostel to check in. I ran into Bob in line (still makes me smile to type this); this is the point I knew game on! I'm doing MOMAR! and I'm racing against BOB!!
After we received our race packages, picked up a quick dinner and then headed to the hotel to prepare for our first adventure race.
Saturday September 26, 2009 one of the best days of 2009 for me. After six weeks of training and laughter (because our training was alway fun) we were ready. We woke up early made breakfast; eggs, fruit and yogurt, and got our gear on. My Momar outfit was:
CEP Compression Socks -Pink
Sugoi Bike Shorts - Black
Lululemon Running Shorts - Black
Lululemon Sports Bra - Pink
Lululemon Running Shirt - Grey with pink
Sugoi Arm Warmers - Black
Specialized Bike Gloves - Pink and BlackSalmon Pack - Green and Grey
Lululemon Running Jacket - Black
The first stop of the day was the bike drop. We met four girls from the lower mainland who were also racing their first Momar (I started talked to them because we shared a love of pink) we chatted with them for a bit and then headed to the start line. Surprislingly I wasn't nervous which is extremely strange for me I am normally alway nervous before racing. I felt different though, like this is what I should be doing and where I belonged - full of happiness and anticipation. When we parked the car at the start area we realised we were parked beside a guy from our navigation course - We found our kayak and checked in to receive our map, Chris was studying the map and our route. I was studying our competititors and checking out their gear - most importantly what were other teams were going to wear on their feet for the kayak stage. Chris and I had thus been indecisive about whether we should or should not wear our runners in the kayak, wearing them would mean walking into the water in them which would result in wet shoes for a major part of the running stage. In a last minute decision I confidently looked at Chris and said "forget it I'm not wearing my shoes in the water and then racing 6 hours in them" it was like sanity click on for us and we both removed our shoes. One of the best decisions of the day for us. Speaking of the day we could not have asked for a more picture prefect day. Hardly a cloud in the sky, sun shinning but not too hot I can imagine my race report being a bit different if it had been raining cold. We began the race with a couple goals; have fun and finish - there was no expectations of how well to finish and we hoped to still remain friends in the end. I grabbed a quick photo with Bob and then got into race mode.
Kayak Stage:
The first stage of the race was a 10km kayak stage. Chris and I are by no means good paddlers but we aren't terrible either. This stage was neutral for us in terms of placement in the race we just needed to hold on to the middle of the pack. During the kayaking stage we were able to chat to some of the other racers and ran into a couple of the people we had met at our navigation course. The highlight of this stage for me was our first corner, we entered it in a big cluster of boats and did such a great job we came out of it ahead of at least 7(ish) boats. I will admit I find kayaking a bit boring but thats probably because I'm not super skilled or fast at it but once we reached the point we know we were almost done this stage we both dig deep and gave an extra hard effort to reach dry land faster.
Upon reaching solid ground we jumped out of the boat (barefoot) and jogged up the shore to put on our shoes. We were pretty quick at this transition and immediately started into the 15km trail run. The first 0.5km was on paved road we passed a bunch of people on this leg and really started to enjoy the race knowing the kayak leg (our least favorite part) was complete. During this leg Chris really showed his strength as a trail runner literally blowing by most other competitors. The run was beautiful, the trails were amazing, the sky was clear, the trees were just beginning to turn colour for fall. I had asked Chris at some point on the way to the race why he thought Byran the race director picked Cumberland for the location of the race...was he from their? did he have family there? I was just curious, but after completing the run I know exactly why he selected Cumberland. It was the prefect setting for Momar.
During this leg of the race we made up time on other competitors and Chris made some fantastic nav choices which help us climb the ranks - at one point a bunch of other teams ran right by a right hand turn and without even second guessing himself he said nope this is the way, I fearless followed because this is how a great team works together - trusting your navigator is a major key to success. We even stopped for some photos. As we were coming to the end of the trail and nearing the road to the bike check we decided to take our time at the transition area, refuel and hydrate - that was until we found out we were in second place. At that point we decided lets get moving and try keep our position.
Bike Stage:
The mountain biking in Cumberland was so much fun! Great trails. I'm used to riding (or trying to ride) the trails of the North Shore which are some of the most technical mountain biking trails in the world. The trails in Cumberland were still technical but they were much more rideable. There were so pretty steep climbs which kicked my butt. Bob had warned me about making sure I trained enough for the biking legs because he said they were pretty hard. I definitely had thoughts of this while I hiked my bike up a couple of the steep climbs. I've learned that hill climbing training is necessary on your bike and your feet. We managed to get through this section quicker then I thought but we were still passed by a number of co-ed mixed teams of two. One of the hardest things for me on the race was not having the map, the race was six hours of not knowing where I was going or how much further there was to go. Simply trusting your partner was going to get you to the end. I never doubted where we were its just weird not knowing.
The bike stage was followed by an Urban nav stages which we ripped through. Once you complete this stage you umped back on your bike for another 5 km (or so) some trail and some road riding which ended up taking us back to where we had begun the race. During this section where we were on the road I asked Chris how long we had left - he said not far maybe 2 or 3 km's and there was a couple teams within sight. So we gave'er, caught and passed the other teams. Once we reached the next check point we realised we still had one leg left the orienteering leg. Again in this leg Chris made some great decisions about our navigation decisions and we completed this section really quick.
In the end we finished in just over 6 hours and in 4th place. I am insanely proud of us for completing the race and for having such a great team doing it. I believe everything happens for a reason and I'm so glad now that all my other partners bailed because I definitely ended up with a fantastic adventure racing partner and truly great friend. Life should be filled with laughter, great friends and people with you truly have fun with it's to short not to - Momar was this for me and I will for sure be back. Thanks to Chris for a fabulous time; for always being encouraging and making me laugh. And thanks to Bryan, all the Momar staff and all the other teams for making my first Momar such a fantastic experience.

