Tunnel Hill 100 Mile Run (Illinois, USA)
November 9, 2019
“Oh, so you did it for bragging rights?” said the chirpy hotel receptionist upon hearing I’d come all the way from Australia to do a race for no cash prize.
He had seen straight through me.
Yep, I had my 100 miler ‘Why?’ – ‘This’ll look good on Facebook if I get anywhere near my target, so just keep running, and no one will remember how flat it was in six months’ time’.
I had found a 100 mile trail ultra where I could still be tucked in bed by midnight.
But dialling it back a bit, in 2017 Camile Herron smashed the Tarawera 100km in February, which I ran, and then in November smashed the 100 mile world record at the USATF certified Tunnel Hill 100 in Vienna, southern Illinois running 12:42 on a former rail trail.
That sounds like a PB course, I thought. Seemingly I am the only Australian or New Zealander to have had this thought so far. It must be because I don’t hear the mountains calling. I flirted with the idea of doing it in 2018 but it sold out. Just as well, as I had a year to train for it with a mission of flatter, longer and faster along the way grabbing 100km and 24hr PBs, with a 100 mile spilt of 16:51 in the 24 hour which I now hoped to beat.
I entered, booked flights, and drew it to the attention of my American-based running buddy Mandy Hufstader, who entered the 50 miler. I told Amelia Griffith (fellow AURA member) about it on one of several Sunday long runs we did (she didn’t believe the Tunnel Hill course records, at first).
I told Rohan Day (would it be a qualifier?).
Otherwise it was a secret mission, only Katherine Macmillan guessed outright what longer, flatter and faster in November meant. I can’t remember whether I denied it, or swore her to secrecy. Probably both.
I spent most of the year running enjoyable 100km weeks with an ‘easy running will get me there’ mantra, but in September, egged on by Rohan, I hit the panic button and joined Sean William’s Melbourne Pack to work on the ‘faster’ bit, with two sessions at Edithvale a week, backed up by a program from Sean that had me doing some long flat runs at specific paces, with lots of time on some of Victoria’s former rail trails.
Sean’s aim was to get me in a rhythm, and it all worked, picking up consecutive parkrun PBs the weekends before travelling to Chicago and meeting Mandy and driving south.
We stayed in a converted barn on a farm and went for a run in the frosty back blocks. Mandy put me in a hi-vis vest so I wouldn’t be shot by deer hunters.
We went to scope out the start/finish and course. Laz was there helping set up, Mandy bowled up to chat to him, we tried to help him unload his van, and we put in a good word for Aussies silly enough to want to do the Barkley Marathon.
At rego we got to hear Camile Herron give an awesome talk, two weeks out from breaking her own 24hr world record. I purchased all the merchandise, and we had a pasta dinner in the local school hall, and turned in early.