Borrowing from basic trigonometry, a common racing strategy, especially on a curvy course, is to run chord lines, instead of the the natural curve because, as everybody knows, the
shortest distance between two points is always a straight line.
Also known as cutting the corners (legitimately), it’s not always possible to do, for example, like when boxed into a position within a pack. However, during today’s race, Harry’s Spring Run-Off 8k, I was certainly not encumbered by any pack because, as I fully expected, the elite field was never even in my field of vision past the first 800m.
Instead, due to incessant rainfall lately, racers could neither run the curves nor the chords of this double
loop course (which incidentally included going twice past the statue of another famous Harry, Harry Jerome). Rather, we had to run the puddle lines, negotiating around the edges of what seemed to be an endless series of shallow wading pools, scattered randomly.
I am not using the puddles as any excuse for the fact that I missed my target finish time by 20 seconds, after all, I have lived many years in this infamously rainy city and should be quite used to it. Yet days like this do remind me of the comments made by David Duchovny back when he was filming The X-Files here:
“Vancouver is a very nice place if you like 400 inches of rainfall a day… it is kind of like a tropical rain forest without the tropics“
— but I digress.
Getting back to the puddles, I can’t help but think that all the weaving around, jumping over and sometimes through, this liquid minefield was at least a psychological deterrent.
On the bright side, I hope that getting through such sub-optimal race conditions will build some degree of confidence for future races.
Today: (8k race) 2miwu, 4.97mi, 31:19 (av. 6:18/mi)