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PostsNamib Race (2011) blog posts from Alison Simpson
20 October 2011 03:12 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
I'm just heading home from a fabulous post race vacation in the Seychelles. I spent the week completely immersed in some intense R&R, which involved lots of swimming, lounging on the beach, spa treatments, and eating my way through the resort’s sizeable dessert menu. I even went to the gym to workout a few times, which was admittedly my feeble attempt to prevent gaining back all of the weight I lost in the Sahara the week before. I ended the week with a stunning and hilly 10km run with my husband David. I think my CEO Bob said it best when we were chatting via email during the week and he described my trip by saying: “So you’ve replaced your 6 day desert run with a 6 day dessert run”.
The resort had an equally appealing wine list, so I had the pleasure of raising a few toasts while I was enjoying the gorgeous island. During the Long March in the Sahara, Mariska and I talked about how different things would be a week from that day -- she was meeting her family in the Canary Islands, and David and I were beaching it in the Seychelles. To state the obvious, as we raced 87km through the desert that day, the idea of being on our respective beaches with the people we love the following week was immensely appealing. We promised to raise a toast to each other from our beach chairs, and it was a pleasure to keep that promise!
I also raised a toast to Mehmet Danis. He was a tremendous supporter, mentor and friend to me, and our Canadian contingent, throughout all we experienced in the Sahara. Knowing he was there to win (as he has done at other Racing the Planet events), made his selfless approach all the more inspiring. It’s hard to imagine competing at that high level and still having the energy to give so much to others. It was one of the most motivating examples of humanity and sportsmanship I’ve ever seen.
The volunteers also gave me lots of reasons to raise a toast of thanks. Their willingness to take vacation time to spend the week supporting all of the competitors through our adventure made a world of difference. Despite the long hours, they always greeted us with a huge smile on their faces and did all they could to keep us believing in our ability to accomplish the big hairy audacious goal (BHAG) we signed up for.
The biggest toast goes to the one person in my life who supported my crazy idea from day one, and never tried to talk me out of it, or questioned my ability to accomplish my BHAG – my amazing husband David. Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for motivating me by training with me, and putting up with my bad moods when I really didn’t want to be out running with my bloody backpack. Thank you for all the hours we spent finding just the right pack and kit…and for testing so many varieties of freeze dried meals, when real food would have been so much more enjoyable. Thank you for sacrificing a lot of our “us time” as I was getting consumed with training and work. Thank you for planning such a relaxing and decadent post race vacation. And thank you for being there at the finish line to share in the experience – that hug definitely qualifies as one of the best hugs of my life. I love you.
So, I’d like to close by asking all the competitors who shared the Sahara experience to please join me in raising a toast to an amazing life altering experience. It’s a week I’m sure we will all treasure forever! And, one last question: “Who wants to sign up for another Racing the Planet 250km desert run?”
11 October 2011 12:11 pm (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
At a surface view, I set a significant big hairy audacious goal and - not only achieved it, but surpassed it - by winning my age category. It was excruciating and magnificent, and I will treasure the memories for a lifetime. I feel renewed from the experience.
The race was an unbelievable roller coaster ride of emotional and physical highs and lows. The first part of the week saw me wearing the yellow Leader’s Bib for two consecutive days – an accomplishment I never dreamed of.
The middle part of the week saw me struggling for survival, as I was overcome with multiple blood blisters on both feet, and the intestinal infection that hit 30 of the racers, and had me spending much of two days of the race squatting along the course in the desert as the infection flushed through me. I spent the night before the 85km race day in the medical tent hallucinating, and being brought back to reality with the aid of the doctors and two IVs. At this point my singular focus was my health, and I had little hope of being able to take the start line the next day.
I learned what a truly remarkable vessel the human body is when, after a few wobbly trips to the bathroom that evening, I was cleared by the doctors and able to start the 85km race the next day. The long day brought some amazing moments – I will always treasure the experience of running on top of the seemingly endless sand dunes during the day, and using the glow from the moon to guide me as I continued along the course late that evening.
By the end of the race, I claimed my medal and was also awarded a plaque for winning my age group. Much more importantly, I shared the honour with my terrific Running for NABS teammates for reaching our goal of raising $100,000 for NABS.
I am incredibly thankful for the many layers of community that surrounded me this week. From my sister playing the role as my number one cheerleader; to my friends, family, colleagues, long lost friends, friends of friends and complete strangers who sent countless messages that inspired me and brought me to tears throughout the week; to my tentmates and fellow Canadians who always had an easy ‘yes’ to anything I needed; and my competitors who were equal parts friends and rivals. It was a wonderfully supportive community whose reach exceeded anything I could have anticipated. To see the impact and shared learning - and “pay it forward” aspects - of this event are truly one of the things I am most thankful for as I reflect back on the week.
Which brings me to the number one thing I am most thankful for this past week. Well actually, it’s eight not one, and it’s people not things: my teammates for Running for NABS. I can’t imagine doing this race without them. I am eternally grateful for the camaraderie, laughter, tears, stories and memories we shared, both in the nine months leading up to the race and during the actual event.
Stefan, thank you for your vision, and for seeing more potential in each of us than we sometimes saw in ourselves. We wouldn’t have been here without you, and I’m grateful to you for the opportunity. Your passion for life is infectious. Thank you for being remarkable.
Anne Marie, thank you for the way you united the team through our training, and fostered the strong sense of community. Your unwavering dedication to our plan was truly inspiring, and motivated me to get out of bed to train many more mornings that you could possibly realize. You are a wonderfully warm and generous person.
Gavin, thank you for sharing much of the race with me. I enjoyed getting to know more about what drives you, and it was sheer joy to see you light up whenever we talked about your family. Thank you for your dry humour and ‘never say die’ approach to the days we raced together.
Sandy, thank you for being the source of the most astute observations along the way. Your wisdom and insights really resonated with me, and made some of the long hours during the race pass more quickly. The fact that you always ended each day with a huge smile on your face speaks volumes about what a terrific attitude you bring to life.
Colin, thank you for bringing such passion to the experience. Your commitment to training, and thirst for knowledge, was only surpassed by your natural abilities and supportive approach. You made all of us better by sharing your experiences.
Pat, thank you for motivating me with your quiet strength and commitment to succeed. Watching you transform yourself throughout the nine months leading up to the race – and watching you seemingly grow stronger with each passing day during the race – was unbelievably motivating.
David, thank you for your wonderful humour and openness. The way you embraced the solitary aspects of the race to learn about yourself inspired me. You are a rare and wonderful person.
Mariska, thank you for talking me though my hallucinations in the medical tent Wednesday night, and for sharing much of the 85km race day with me. Your optimism and spirit are contagious.
After all the training and planning leading up to the race, in many ways, it’s hard to believe it’s really over (even with my bloated and blistered feet as a constant reminder). I am forever changed from the experience, and know it will serve as ongoing motivation when I’m faced with the inevitable challenges that life is sure to serve up. So, it’s easy to see why I have so many things to be thankful for.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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08 October 2011 10:26 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
I crossed the finish line for the day with my running comrades Gavin and Xavier. After hugs with each other and our friends, it was off to the tent to rest and recover. All was well...momentarily. A quick trip to the bathroom was followed by a quick trip to the medical tent (keeping in mind that "quick" is highly subjective, given how my legs and body feel). I was put on a cot and spent (what felt like) the next 10 hours wondering what was real and what was a part of feeling like I was losing my mind. I had vivid conversations with people that weren't really there, and completely incoherent conversations with people that really were there.
The medical staff were extraordinary and patient and caring. A special thank you to Dr Mark. When I first met Dr Mark at the start of the week, I was taken aback by his seeming gruffness. I soon learned that he's anything but, and was just starting the week by managing the expectations of 140 competitors with a medical staff of 5. When I was in need, he was a saint. His medical prowess is first rate, but his humanity, graciousness and empathy were inspired. Offering to escort a semi-delirious woman to do her "private business" behind the closest rock, while chatting her through her delusions was above-and-beyond
After some IV's, medication and rest, I started to differentiate between fact and fiction, and feel my body come back into real three dimensional form. To say I was relieved is like saying this race is a "run in the park". It might qualify as one of the happier times in my life. The thought of getting up and running the long phase the next day wasn't really in my consideration at the time. Happily, a bit of sleep, tons of water, and a few wobbly walks to the bathroom made a huge difference and I was able to run another day.
In starting the Long March of 85km on Day 5, my goal was simple: survive, be healthy and strive for the finish line. It was grueling. It was brutally hot. I was far too aware of every inch of my body, with my shoulders, back, legs and feet taking far too great a prominence in my every thought. It was also majestic. It was hypnotic. It was funny. (After all, why cry when you can laugh...although I did my fair share of crying.) And, most of all, I just really wanted it to be over. I wanted it to be over more passionately than I wanted anything else in life at that point. I had moments of clarity and moments of fear. I had expected the finish line to be one of the happiest moments of my life. Instead, I crossed the finish line annoyed with the final stretch of the race. The fact that it was pitch black, and the moon had set, and the terrain was rolling deep hills of sand. It looks stunning in this morning's sunshine but "stunning" was definitely not the word I was using as I struggled across the final stretch (sorry mom : ))
So, today, we're spending a leisurely day at our final camp. It's a good day for absorbing what we've just come through, to start making sense of it all. I know it will take me some time to fully appreciate the experience, what I've learned and how best to share it and talk about it all. I see this as another important phase of the race experience, and know it will be well worth the journey.
Tomorrow morning holds our ceremonial run to the finish line by the pyramids, an amazing hug from my very clean husband, rumours of pizza, replacing squatting in the desert to pee with an actual toilet, and a trip to the hotel to find my physical self under all the layers of dirt, sweat and blisters. In other words, what awaits is pure bliss!
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04 October 2011 03:08 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
Today, I spent a race day that was at times lovely, brutally hot, stunning and absolutely hellish race with my fellow Canadian competitor Gavin. It was another great reminder about the amazing community that surrounds this event. We swapped roles supporting each other and chatting about life, our great families and whether we would ever sign up for something like this again. I'm a definite no, but I think he might be one of the 25% who do come back for more. After a painful day two, we agreed to do a fair bit of walking for day three and stuck to our plan. The reality is that yesterday cost me too much physically, and my renewed goal is to do my best to finish (and yes mom, I'm planning to be safe about it : ))
So, the end of phase three, sees me down in the rankings (and, admittedly, relieved), with four toes succumbing to blood blisters (and I suspect lost toenails down the road). That said, I'm (mostly) happy to be here and even more pleased to have three phases behind me. Fingers crossed that my good luck continues and I make it to the ultimate finish line.
I also want to thank each of you from the bottom of my heart. You can't begin to comprehend how powerful it is to receive your messages, after an excruciating day of racing across the desert. I was literally reduced to tears...happy and much needed tears. Please keep them coming. Those connections with home are truly inspiring.
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02 October 2011 03:10 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
The day was a lot hotter than expected, topping 46 degrees celius. The terrain - by Racing the Planet's description - was moderate for three of the four phases and challenging for the fourth phase. Trust me when I say that very little about today felt "moderate". So, imagine my excitement when I learned that tomorrow's race plan calls for three of the four phases to be challenging ; ). On a positive note, I had a chance to run with two of my amazing Canadian teammates - Gavin and Colin - for a few parts of the race today. Their support made a world of difference, and reminded me how very lucky I am to be doing this race as part of a community. I also met some terrific global runners, with a special thank you to PK who was a great conversationalist and helped the time between the first and second check-in points pass more quickly.
So, now for the surprise...shock actually. As Gavin and I arrived at the third check-in point, I was told that I was the first solo female to pass this point. I immediately thought the volunteers were crazy or blind, but they assured me I was first. Now, to put some much needed perspective on this, I was the first SOLO female. An incredible runner named Sophie from the UK was really the first female to pass that point (more than a full hour ahead of me...in fact she may be more than two hours ahead of me). So, what's the catch? Sophie is racing as part of a TEAM -- she's racing with two Canadian friends Stefan (he's the reason I'm here) and Ernie (a 3 hour marathoner). They're kicking some serious butt in the team competition.
Once the initial shock of the news wore off, those five little words "you're the first solo female" dramatically changed both my perspective and approach to the day. I left Gavin behind at the check-in, and started going as quickly as possible, since the second solo female had just arrived at the check-in point. I also quickly replaced my conscious effort to enjoy the stunning scenary with regular looks back to see if she was catching up. The pressure I immediately put on myself was foolish. It also challenged the commitment I had made to myself that this race is about community and trying to find as much enjoyment as possible amidst the pain. But, I still kept going as fast possible and looking back. I managed to cross the phase one finish line as the first solo female, and was greeted by big hugs from the lightening fast Canadian contingent (Stefan, Ernie, Louie and Mehmet) who had finished hours ahead of me.
Being the first solo woman to cross the phase one finish line was an incredible feeling! It was also a bit scary. The reality is that I've never done something like this before, and I want to make sure I keep enough in reserve to finish the full 250km and not risk imploding. So, what's next you might ask? Well, I'm going to enjoy the fact that the first day delivered an experience I never dreamed of...and then I'm going to do my best to get back to my original game plan. I'm going to start day two with a commitment to celebrating the community of people around me and enjoying the scenery. We'll see what the day brings.
Wish me luck...
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01 October 2011 02:26 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
After months of training, the race is now completely real with the start line mere hours away. I have no idea what to expect in the week ahead, but I do know it will be something I remember for a lifetime...and it's very likely to be life altering.
My pack is crammed full, and I've gone through it two times to see if there's anything I can do without to get the weight as light as possible. One item that I will happily carry every one of the 250 kilometers is a small notebook that's filled with wonderful messages of encouragement from friends, family and colleagues. I'm not opening the notebook until I'm in need of inspiration or a connection with home. I think it will be an invaluable "secret weapon" as I struggle with the more challenging aspects of the race. On that note, I hope to blog at the end of each race phase and would welcome your messages -- daily connections with home will make a world of difference in the days ahead.
The race begins at 7am. With a six hour time change, this means I will be starting the race while many people back home are wrapping up their Saturday evening festivities. I suspect my sister and brother-in-law will still be dancing away at the wedding reception of one of their oldest friend's children. They promised to raise a toast to me -- they also promised they will be feeling much worse than me on Sunday! Hopefully they're right! The time difference also means I will be finishing the first phase of the race when most of my friends and family back home are starting to wake up for a leisurely Sunday. I will likely spend a bit of my time on the race course envying them. I hope to spend most of my time on the race course thinking about how privileged I am to be seeing such a stunning part of the world in a way very few people have experienced.
So, let the race begin...
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29 September 2011 10:50 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
It's bright and early Cairo time, and I'm sitting in the hotel lobby hoping to get a room shortly, so I can grab a few hours of much needed sleep. I've met one other competitor - a lovely gentleman from Thailand who's also a first timer. One of the aspects of the race that I'm most excited about is the people I will meet and share this experience with. I'm curious to see who else is attracted to such a crazy challenge and what's inspired them to sign up. I look forward to seeing how we support one another, and the friendships that will flourish under such an intense undertaking.
So, fingers crossed that I can check into a room shortly for some sleep, and that my luggage arrives before I board the bus to the desert...
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27 September 2011 06:54 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
The reality is that I had spent a fair bit of time this past weekend worrying about the race, and questioning my sanity for signing up. Throughout my training, I've kept in mind that this race is as much a mental challenge as a physical one. In the final two weeks leading up to the start line, I've lost sight of this important truth. Bob's joke reminded me how important it is to believe in myself -- and look for reasons to be more excited than fearful of the adventure that awaits me in the Sahara.
It was a great moment of clarity, and one I will be reflecting back on (and hopefully remembering) in the inevitable mind game that is sure to be part of running 250km across the desert.
So, game on!
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25 September 2011 04:19 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
The thought of what lies ahead inspires equal measures of excitement and fear in me. I've trained reasonably hard for the event. As the start line becomes very real, I wish I had trained more. I also appreciate that there might not be any amount of training that would make me feel well prepared for a race of this magnitude, especially as a first timer. So, I take comfort in the training I've done, and the wonderful group of fellow Canadians who will be sharing this remarkable experience with me. The runs we've done together, and conversations we've shared, are a definite highlight of the training. I'm blessed to have their friendship and support with me in the desert.
As I reflect back on the months leading up to next week's start line, I find inspiration in all the people who have supported my journey, and gone above-and-beyond to help me raise money for a cause I believe in. I'm racing the Sahara to challenge myself. I'm also racing the Sahara with an amazing group committed to raising money for NABS - the National Advertising Benevolence Society. NABS supports people in the marketing industry who are struggling with serious illness - or who have fallen on hard times - and are struggling to survive. I sit on the Board for NABS, and I've seen the important difference it makes in people's lives. In the months leading up to the Sahara, I've raised over $16,000 for NABS through the incredible support of my friends, colleagues and family. Their generousity has been incredibly gratifying, and kept me inspired through some of the more intense training weeks...as I know it will keep me inspired through the week in the desert that is fast approaching.
I look forward to arriving in Cairo, and meeting the rest of the competitors who will be part of the exhilirating and terrifying week that is sure to challenge me in ways I can't imagine. While there won't be any cosy living rooms, I know there will be moments and people that I will remember for a lifetime!
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