Showing posts with label races. Show all posts
Showing posts with label races. Show all posts

Wednesday

What's up with packet pick-up? Ins and outs of this running race must.

  

Packet-pickup has become a standing tradition for running races. Whether it’s a simple walk-up table in a local location or a huge running expo in a major city, it’s a familiar part of the process from 5Ks to full marathons. Most important, it’s how runners obtain their registered race numbers (tagged as bibs), which are required for participation in the event.

 Packet pick-up details are listed on race websites, and often on their social networking pages as well. Additionally, registered runners will usually receive email reminders as race day approaches.

 


When does packet pick-up occur?

 Although plenty of smaller races (such as community 5Ks) hold packet pick-up on-site on race day, most running events schedule it ahead of time. Often, it’s the day before a race, but it may be a few days or a week in advance. A few running events offer multiple packet pick-up choices, perhaps on different dates in a couple of locations, if the race will be in a large metropolitan area.

 In many cases, running events will also offer race-day registration, check-in, and packet pickup. This is helpful for out-of-town runners who may be unable to arrive ahead of time. Sometimes there’s an extra charge for on-site pick-up. And there’s almost always a higher cost for signing up for races at the last minute.

 Race day packet pick-up can be convenient for some runners, but it can also be cumbersome, as they need to stash the stuff in a car, hand it to a non-running supporter, or place it in gear check at the race site.

 

Where does packet pick-up take place?

 Race organizers may choose to set up shop for packet pick-up in all sorts of spots, such as: 

  • a hotel lobby
  • a local gym
  • a park pavilion or picnic shelter
  • a sponsor’s location
  • a sporting goods store
  • a tent at the race site
  • and more.

 I cannot tell you how many packet pick-up events I’ve attended that occurred inside running shops. Of course, the race table is always set up towards the back of the merchant facility, so all of the race entrants must walk the gauntlet through all of the product displays. (It’s a little like the exit-through-the-gift-shop setup at popular museums, theme parks, and other attractions.)

 Packet pick-up is an excellent opportunity for running enthusiasts to volunteer, especially for charity races held by non-profit organizations. Race ambassadors may be volun-told to participate in such occasions, greeting fellow runners and handing out race packets. In some cases, races may hire temporary staff for assistance as well.

 Most packet pick-ups are done in-person, although more and more of the larger, well-organized races will offer mailed packets for an extra fee. These generally arrive at least a week or two ahead of race day.

 

What’s in the race packet?

 The primary item is the individually numbered race bib, which is actually a square or rectangle sheet (generally coated with plastic or some water/sweat-resistant substance). This is to be attached to the front of the entrant’s shirt, identifying the runner and proving paid admission. (No bandits allowed!) It also helps race photographers to sort images for runners to find and possibly purchase after the race.

 Some runners write their names on their bibs for crowd cheers.

 The bib may or may not have a microchip for timing, or it might have a tear-off portion for manual/old-fashioned timing. It could also feature a tear-off for beer, post-race food, or other goodies.

 Usually the bib has a bag check tag, on which the runner’s bib number is printed. Race staff (or volunteers) affix this to the individual’s bag or pack when it is checked in for holding till after the race. That tag is matched to the runner’s bib when the bag is claimed later.

 Almost always, the race bib will be accompanied by four safety pins, for use in case a runner does not use his or her own bib magnets or clips.

 

What else is in the race packet?

 Some races distribute runner packets that are filled with give-away merchandise – at least to early registrants. Such packets are frequently known as goody bags, much like those given out at children’s birthday parties.

 Most often, such contents (also known as swag) will include a race tee, jacket, or hoodie (usually bearing the race emblem and often also displaying company logos of race sponsors). There might also be running-related trinkets, such as sports nutrition samples, refrigerator magnets, stickers, and such.

 And there’s almost always a few promotional flyers, postcards, or coupons announcing future races or special sale events by running-related merchants.

 All of this is usually contained in a plastic bag, an imprinted nylon string pack, or even a manila envelope.

 

Can a runner ask others to pick up his or her packet?

 A friend or family member may be allowed to pick up a runner’s bib, but it’s important to confirm this ahead of time. A signed form, a copy of the runner’s driving license, or other confirmations may be required. Some race directors insist on advance notice for such arrangements. Others allow individuals to pick up multiple bibs for various entrants.

 A few years ago, an acquaintance planned to go and procure race packets for about a dozen running friends for a military-themed race. But there was a catch, as he discovered arriving at the packet pick-up location. The facility was situated inside the gates of a military base, and appropriate identification documentation was required. Alas, he was not granted entry, and the group of runners had to grab their packets on race morning instead.

 However it happens, packet pick-up is the go-to precursor to a running race – even if it’s as simple as obtaining the numbered race bib. Without that, no one crosses the start line when the race begins.

 

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Image/s: Pixabay public domain photo

 

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Tuesday

The worst-run race I ever experienced ... and why

  But first, full disclosure. I’m not actually gonna tell you which race it was. Not worth the litigation exposure.

 Any runner who has done more than a few races can tell stories of the best and worst run events. Be they 5Ks, 10Ks, half marathons, full marathons, or ultras, each race has a story.

 

This is not that race.
This is not that race.

 

What lessons can be learned from the worst of all races?

 A few years ago, I splurged on a fancy themed destination half marathon, starting and finishing on an historic resort property. The website was flashy. The swag looked swell. The course photos were scenic. And a friend was an enthusiastic race ambassador. So I signed up.

 Oh, boy. Was I in for a surprise or what?

  1. The entry fees were higher than most major races. This might have been OK, if the race was aimed at benefiting some worthy charity. But nope. It was all for-profit.
  2. The race expo was miniature, despite big hype beforehand. Basically, the only exhibitors were the race company, the pacer organization, and a couple of referral/multi-level marketing (read: pyramid) sellers hawking scents and soaps and such. There wasn’t a running-related vendor in sight.
  3. The swag tees were flimsy and cheap. To make matters worse, several runners didn’t receive the sizes they ordered. And for those who did, the fit wasn’t as expected.
  4. The race map was generic with no race info. The race company had simply copied the resort’s publicity map. No race directions, course routes, or other relevant information was added.
  5. The location wasn’t all it was advertised to be. Who knew the pretty lakefront locale would be overcome by lake algae, with wave ripples sending sludge and foam along the shoreline running path?
  6. Parking was very limited. Runners who opted not to stay as guests at the resort property had to park along the edge of a busy, curvy county highway and hoof it to the race location. They also neglected to arrange for shuttling relay runners to the midpoint. (I didn’t do the relay, but I heard this was a real quagmire.)
  7. They had no PA system for the start (or finish). This led to some confusion, as mid-to-back-of-pack runners could not even hear the start. And it was a good thing runners knew the national anthem by heart, even if we couldn’t find the flag anywhere around.
  8. The course roads were open. Ever run a half marathon on the narrow or non-existent shoulder of a county highway? (Remember what I said about runners having to park out there too?) OK, some of the course traced a running path, but after the first mile or so, the course hit the roads. And so did the traffic.
  9. No split clocks on the course. Hey, they barely even had directional signs. And that’s only if you count chalk arrows on the ground at various turns. (And don’t get me started about the total lack of course marshals to direct runners and vehicular traffic.)
  10. What? Only two aid stops for a half marathon? And all they offered was water -- lukewarm water on a hot summer morning.
  11. The final stretch ran across loose gravel and the resort’s lawn. Tired runners trudged through bumpy terrain to reach the finish line. Smile for the cameras, folks! And don't step on those flower beds. Just leap over them.
  12. The finish line ran out of waters before half of the field finished. Who counted the registrants and then planned the purchase of finisher water bottles?
  13. The post-race breakfast ran out of food. The race promotional materials highlighted the fancy eggs Benedict and bacon breakfast. Photos displayed tables of colorful fresh fruit, elegant pastries, and assorted giant cookies. But anyone crossing the finish line after the first 100 runners or so had to settle for a paper cup of warm water and a granola bar.
  14. One bartender was expected to serve hundreds of runners at the after-party. Mimosas for everyone! Well, only those who got there first or stood in a line that wrapped around the whole crowd.
  15. The race organization became my permanent pen pal after the event. Despite many unsubscribe requests on my part, they continue to flood my email address with announcements for this event and others they hold in various destinations. I think I will pass.

 

What were the pluses?

 They had fabulous pacers (actually a different company) and really spiffy finisher medals. And my friend (the race ambassador) gave me a 10% discount code on the event.

 Was that enough?

 

Related Items:

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·        Race aid stations - What are they serving this time?

·        Race management: 10 tips for choosing race tees

·        Race volunteers are both valued and violated

·        Sports nutrition: What runner foods do you hate?

  

Image/s: National Parks Race - public domain photo

 

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Thursday

Marathon recovery: Did I race again too soon?



Marathon experts and running gurus trumpet the value of post-race resting. Lots of them urge runners to take time off, perhaps calling for one day of rest for every mile (or five miles) they ran in the big race. Some advocate reverse tapering, with athletes gradually increasing their distances (and speeding up their paces again). Others simply suggest easing up a bit for a while and listening to one’s own body.

Toss MS into the mix, and well ... I probably should heed that advice better.  But sometimes it's worth the risk.

Oops.

I kind of got off-track recently, while recovering from the Chicago Marathon, which took place nearly three weeks ago.

My intentions were good. I skipped my morning-after weight training class. I eased up on my training mileage for the following week or two.

Then I headed to Washington, DC, with friends.

I’d signed up for the Marine Corps Marathon 10K, rather than the full 26.2, acknowledging that my body still needed some recovery time from the Chicago race. 



But things didn’t exactly go that way. And I’m honestly glad they didn’t.

Marine Corps race day arrived, along with crazy-heavy rains and strong winds that overflowed puddles and the Potomac River.  Runners slogged through ankle-deep (and higher) waters to follow the race course. It was a mess. Then the sun came out, bringing system-shocking humidity.

Runners were dropping like flies. Skilled, well-trained, fit runners climbed (or were loaded) into rescue vehicles.

Two friends and I completed the 10K and then checked in electronically on two others, who were slugging their way through their first-ever full marathon. One was tired and hurting around the midway point. She’d come back from major surgery (with complications), but she wouldn’t let any of that stop her from doing the marathon.

We 10Kers jogged to the nearest subway stop and made our way to that friend’s next mile marker on the marathon course. Once we spotted her, we tucked our 10K finishers’ medals into our shirts (to keep them from beating our chests) and fell into step with her to offer some encouragement for a mile or two.

The other back-of-packers at that point didn’t seem to mind our company, either.

We shared our goos and pickle juice and other snacks (along with shoulder taps and words of encouragement) with total strangers, as we all trudged along together. I handed one lady a tiny snack bag, with just 4-5 pretzels left in it, and she actually hugged me.

We made it to the final bridge, a dreaded gauntlet, not long before many later runners were swept off the course into buses. We outran the final pickup bus and passed the final turn-off, sharing a cheering roar with fatigued runners all around us.

But we didn’t stop there.

We actually ran almost a half marathon, accompanying our intrepid friend all the way to the start of the marathon finish line chute, before veering off to let her conquer the final battle alone and receive her well-earned finisher’s medal.

Our two marathon-entry friends completed their first 26.2 races. The other three of us totaled about 19 miles, between the two races, although only 6.2 officially counted.

All in all, the day was worthy of true celebration.

Today I’m a little tired. That was more than I ought to have done, so soon after my own full marathon in Chicago. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. The glow on our friend’s face, as she beat the marathon dragon at his own game, was well worth it.

My next race is just under two weeks out. It’s a 10K. And I promise I will leave it at that.

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