Back in January, I posted that, my friend Leo wanted to celebrate his 50th birthday running a half marathon, he wanted to run a half marathon, not any half but one with an ominous sounding nickname, “The Hook.” The actual name of the race is the George Wodicka Hook Mountain Half Marathon and 5K Hope Run/Walk. Today is Leo’s 50th birthday.
Leo in his quest to find new and sometimes seemingly nutty challenges to get us out of our comfort zone found this race last winter. He told us about it before January’s Manhattan Half Marathon and I made a post about it in January. http://runridewalkrepeat.com/archives/95
The main race is a half marathon in Rockland State Park in Congers, New York, it is organized by the Rockland Road Runner’s. It is an out and back around Rockland Lake followed by an extremely steep downhill on Hook Mountain onto a trail to Nyack Beach State Park. It is a very scenic and challenging race — at least the parts I saw of it.
When I first heard about “the Hook,” I was looked forward to the challenge, even more since we signed up for the Long Island Marathon. We arrived at Rockland State Park, early this morning — it was a crisp windy sunny Spring Morning, good running weather. Many hardcore runners whose faces we know from races in the Tri State Area came to Congers for the physical and mental test — I didn’t plan on a brain cramp.
Both the 5K and Half Marathon races started at 8:30. And instructions were given over a bullhorn as to where the 5K race splits off from the half marathon. The race started in the pothole filled parking lot, I was too pre occupied looking out for potholes that I didn’t set my watch at the start of the race. The race started on a narrow path, so I took an opening getting out of the congestion looking for space to settle into a groove.
The race made it’s way through the park and I was watching a flag football game as I ran along and headed for the split with the music in my IPod cranked up, I misunderstood the instructions from the volunteers and took a left where I should have taken a right and before I knew it was coming towards the finish of the 5K race looking up a photographer’s lens. “Ah Man,” I fumed! I was looking forward to two hours of challenging running, instead in less than a half hour my race day was finished.
Needless to say I was upset with myself. When I calmed down, I wanted to see where I went wrong, so I backtracked on the course, walking back to the turn off figuring out where I went wrong. When I found the spot, I decided it to walk the course until I found Esther so I could pace her towards the end of the race. I walked and walked and started coming across runners coming back towards the finish. I cheered them on as they passed me.
I said hello or waved to the familiar faces, and I came across Linda just before the 12th mile, she looked great but gave me a puzzled look, I told her I was ok and I would tell her what happened later. The same thing happened when I saw Leo. I caught up with Esther coming up the killer hill, at the ten-mile mark handing her the water bottle I was carrying. I told what happened as we ran back back. We ran the last three and a half miles together.
When we finished, we found out Linda ran a 2:03, and placed second in her age group. Leo finished in 2:14 , a very nice birthday present on such a challenging course, and Esther finished in 2:29. Even though my day didn’t go as planned, I was happy my friends times. They told me they were concerned about me when they didn’t see me on the course. I told them the only thing hurt was my pride, but I’ll be fine. I could have hung out and waited for them to finish, but decided to get some work in. I also learned a valuable lesson about paying attention on the course so I don’t repeat the same mistake next time.
I’m very happy with my friends’ results. Happy Birthday Leo, I’m happy you spent your 50th doing something you enjoy. Congratulations Linda, I am so proud of your strong finish. Esther I am always proud of you, in everything you do both on and off a race course. As for me, I’ll keep moving forward, but I want to come back next year to settle some unfinished business.





