Ahhhhh, Miami in the winter. Mid 80 degree temps, white
sandy beaches, and turquoise blue water. Then the SPARTANS invaded South
Florida turning Oleta River State Park into a wet and muddy Spartan Super complete
with scantily clad women and bare chested men.
Gretchen and I flew from freezing cold Philadelphia into warm,
bright and sunny Fort Lauderdale on Friday morning. Since we couldn't check in
to our hotel until later that day we decided to take a quick peek at the race
venue. With the usual white tents, red shirted volunteers, and
Spartan Race
signs everywhere, there wasn't a lot to see. We soon met up with Spartan
superstars
Andi Hardy and Jeffrey Bent and went to the beach by their hotel for
some pre-race R&R. After some
planking, sandy headstands and slight sunburns we made our way to our own hotel
for a restless night before the race.
Morning came quickly and we met up with the usual suspects at
the starting line minus a few and plus some new. Junyoung Pak, Shawn Feiok,
Elliot Megquire, and David Magida were lined up elbow to elbow ready to go for
the mens heat. The Saturday race was now
split into Elite men starting at 8am, followed by the Elite women at 8:20. This
meant that Gretchen and I wouldn't be running together, but we were fine with
that. We usually end up running together for a short time before she leaves me
in the dust anyway. I think that Spartan Race split the genders for all elite
races now to make the points and scoring a bit easier.
The first half of the 8+ mile race was fairly normal. Three
foot walls to scramble over followed by a short water crossing. Next was a
longer water crossing where we were instructed to stay waist deep. After the
second water crossing there were some over under and through walls to scramble
by. Next came some twisting and turning longer runs through overgrown brush
where we were eventually routed towards the main road of the park and the first
water stop at two miles. After the water was another decent run into the next
obstacle of the monkey bars. This is where I saw the first person doing penalty
burpees after slipping off the wet bars. Next we made our way to a longer water
crossing in deeper water – thankfully no alligators were around. Here you had
the option of swimming or pulling yourself across using buoyed ropes. I always
find using the ropes requires less energy and is just as quick. Next came the
longer running portion of the race. We ran through the woods on mountain bike
trails that twisted and turned for a few miles. There were a few rolling mud
pits thrown in the mix with a fire hose of water being sprayed at the
competitors – it was definitely refreshing on a hot and humid day. There was
also the cargo net climb and traverse with the middle section above the road
below – could be scary for some. At the four mile mark, we encountered our
second aid station. This was also the part of the race that split up some of
the faster runners and confused a lot of people.
I never actually saw the fire, but from all the reports
after the race, there was a portion of the course in the woods that was
burning. From what I was told, some runners ran right through the area thinking
this was a part of the race. Once the officials realized this was happening, the
race directors had to quickly reroute any runners coming up that portion of the
course which cut out at least a mile of twists and turns through the woods. I was just a few minutes behind the faster
runners in the lead and had no idea this was going on. When I got to the
tractor pull (a cinderblock attached to a 4’ length of chain) I was surprised
at how short a distance we had to pull it. Because this race was in Miami, the
course was extremely flat – easily the flattest Spartan Race I’d ever run, so the
pull did not seem very difficult. We were then directed to the sandbag carry
just a few hundred meters down from the tractor pull. I realized something was
wrong when I saw Shawn Feiok and Pak emerge from the woods and directed to the
tractor pull behind me. There is no WAY I am faster than those guys. It wasn't
until after the race that we figured out what had happened. The early runners
went through the woods and the later runners were directed to a shorter course
making the faster runners appear behind them once they emerged from the woods.
I kept going to the atlas carry/burpee station –
a heavy stone you have to carry about 10 yards, put down and do 5 burpees then
bring back to the other side. Next were the tire flips followed by the 8 foot
walls and a longer stretch of running. We were directed to a bridge embankment near
the entrance of the park where we traversed down a 30 foot decline using a rope
(a new and pretty cool obstacle) where we had to fill a weighted bucket with
water 3 times from a stream below and dump it into a trash can then dump back
into the stream. After that we climbed the other side of the embankment with a
rope and made our way towards the final stretch of the race and the last set of
obstacles. At this point the sun was baking and I was glad to have my Geigerrig
filled with water and electrolytes. The last set of obstacles was the rope
climb, traverse wall, muddy stretch barbed wire crawl, slippery climb over the
triangular wall and the gladiator pit. I was pretty disappointed that there was
no tyrolean traverse, spear throw, or fire jump (controlled fire jump). From
what I was told, Florida does not allow spears or controlled fires – bummer.
David Magida crossed the finish line first followed by
Elliot Megquire. This was David’s first win in a Spartan race and I was happy
for him. Unfortunately both David and Elliot were DQ’d after the race officials
figured out what had happened with the fire splitting up the elite men. The
elite women were not affected by the fire since the course had already been
rerouted and they were all running the same distance. There was a meeting on
Sunday with the Spartan officials and some of the Spartan 300 members, and it
was decided that no points would be awarded for the Saturday Elite race due to
the fire. The race will still count towards a Spartan trifecta (running a sprint, super, and beast in the same year), but the Elite points
for the race were nullified.
Gretchen and I reran the race on Sunday and the course was
definitely longer by at least 1.5 miles. Both of our times on Sunday were approximately
20 minutes longer than the day before. Gretchen took an impressive 4th place on Sunday. All in all, I am glad we raced in Miami,
but compared to a lot of the Spartan races around the country this seemed
somewhat lacking.