Hood to coast how long is each leg

No more than one substitution in one legis allowed. Race Officials -Course volunteers, O. T, and traffic safety officials at exchanges are considered Race Officials. They have the authority to disqualify a team for rule violations, abusive behavior, or failure to follow instructions given by volunteers. Abusive treatment of disregard for their authority will result, at minimum, in a minute penalty. Display of Team Vehicle Signs -Each team is to have one 1 vehicle.

Official vehicle signs will be issued to each team in the team bag given at packet pickup or the race check-in tent. A minute penalty will be assessed for failure to properly display these signs. A team found with more than one vehicle on the race course will be disqualified. Save the Party for the Finish! No Bicycles or Dogs -No bicycles or dogs are allowed to accompany participants on the race course. Team members found biking the course are assumed to be accompanying participants and the team will be disqualified.

Public Nuisance Rule -Participants who are reported to have littered, urinated, or defecated on private property will immediately be disqualified. Please use good judgment and be considerate of property owners along the course. Portable toilets and ample garage containers are provided at each exchange point. Start Time -Any teams found starting the race earlier than their assigned start time will be disqualified. Failure to comply will result in disqualification.

Registered participants will receive an email with the travel discount information. Individual travel codes for participants can be found in the Team Clubhouse. Use this booking link to apply your group discounted rate. Good for bookings between August August 30, Each group will receive AC Hotel Headbands at arrival for their relay team. Our team produces the renowned, incredibly fun Hood to Coast Race Series.

Check out our events here. Whether you are a veteran runner, or you are lookingto run your first 5K , the HTC Training Team will provide the support and training to achieve your ultimate goals. Click here to learn more and register! Not so good, especially for you ladies. Try a product called the Amphipod Xinglet. The Xinglet is adjustable, elasticized, and very user-friendly. Also, headlamps and their accompanying straps gets nasty sweaty, so having your own is recommended.

It works like a brake light on the road since most of the running will be done WITH traffic. Try these bad boys. When thinking of simple ways to suggest how much water one might require for full hydration during Hood to Coast…Lake Michigan comes to mind.

Gatorade for example is going to have some sugar in it that you could essentially get from a bagel. My recommendation would be to skip the sugar drinks and go for straight up electrolytes. Endurolytes by Hammer are capsules that provide all of the essential electrolytes for endurance performance.

If you have time to eat some Lays Plain Potato Chips, do it. If not, a couple of Endurolytes and a swig of water should help your with dehydration, stomach discomfort, and muscle cramping. Though there are many factors including urine output, weight, and sweat rate, if you are expelling approximately 1. When you start running, you have to add that into the equation.

Here is the fluid ounce equation for everyday hydration: Half your body weight in ounces. If you weigh pounds, you should drink about 75 ounces of water per day. If you run for one hour, add ounces. Drinking while you are exercising helps with recovery and performance. For mile distances, a hand-held device with a bottle attached is always great. We have 10 oz. Negative-hydrating fluids include coffee, soda, and beer.

Every summer about this time, I see people all over my neighborhood dusting off their seventh-grade PE uniforms and their old-school running shoes—Christmas gifts from —and strolling out to see what their bodies can do before the big race. Even shoes that are slightly worn can be broken down and cause injury, especially if you run on the treadmill or if you have spread out your running miles over the past…four years.

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The event now also includes a walking relay and a high school team competition, both of which start in Portland and finish at Seaside. The current mile km course varies slightly from year to year. It is broken into legs that range from about 3. Although it attracts elite athletes, the race belongs to the average runners and to a vast array of volunteers and race workers. Hood To Coast is a spectacle of decorated vans and costumed runners, many traveling from across the United States year after year to compete.

Hood To Coast has grown along with a boom in running. Unfortunately injuries and changes of plans resulted in several personnel changes, and by race week we had only 11 runners going to Oregon. Luckily we were able to pick up a local runner in Portland Jan Rice who had experience running the race, and on race day we had full complement of Philippe: I took an early flight where the next person on line to catch the flight was also going to run the Hood to Coast Relay.

Dean and Tom D were at the airport to pick up some of us. We then went to the Smith's! Mostly clear sky with some wisps of clouds hanging on Mt. Jefferson to the south. Looking up to the summit from the Timberline Lodge, there was nothing but gray dirt and rock interspersed with dirty snow framed by blue shy. A long line of summer skiers were trooping up to a lift with garish ski clothes so they could say they skied Mt. Hood on the 22nd of August!

A few of us broke into the food we had just packed away and had our turkey sandwiches. Most were a bit too nervous and excited and just hung around. The eeriest feeling came over me as I looked around at our group, each momentarily lost in their own private thoughts. We're really gonna do this thing! I dutifully checked the team in at the desk, showing the two safety vests and two flashlights demonstrating that they both worked and signed us in.

We got our "baton" which was really a plastic wrist wrap. This had two stable configurations: straight and wrapped around your wrist. At the point of contact "in" would go WHAP! The "cool" teams must have practiced this since they took such pleasure in doing it. After the start had run off, we got under the starting line, and with the mountain at our backs, got a nearby volunteer to take our picture.

It seemed like 13 people including Pete the driver had at least 15 cameras. This was greatly amusing to ourselves and to the hapless camera man. That done, we got ready to send off Gary, our number one man. The announcer called up the teams by name and gave the usual speal about not peeing on peoples lawns and the runners shook hands and awaited the count down. Anne stood ready with the team watch and the clipboard with 36 empty rows which would fill up over the next 26 hours with our names and split times.

As PM, our official start time, approached Leg 1- PM Gary. Leg 2 - PM Philippe. Papa Bear watches for the next hand off. Leg 7 - PM Gina. Leg 8 - PM Stacey. Leg 9 - PM Dean An almost bad start The most interesting part of this leg was that we almost missed the exchange. Everyone was getting pretty excited about the exchanges and how smooth everything was going. We were even eyeing up the off-road go-cart track adjacent to the exchange parking lot, thinking we might have time for a few laps.

The next thing I know, the course workers are shouting out "", Stacey is coming in ahead of schedule. I call out to the long line in front of the Porto-sans "Sara, they're missing the start! I ran a couple miles because of the excitement of the event, the adrenaline flowing as I am finally running. I end up paying for these miles in the uphills that followed. It was just starting to get dark. I should have worn the reflective vest, but I didn't need the flashlight, yet.

The leg seemed like 6. I picked up a net of 9 roadkills, after being passed 3 times and getting two of them back in the last mile plus another 7 along the way. I handed off to Sara who was the first Flyer to run a true night time leg and the only one to run two legs in the dark.

Leg 10 - PM Sara As number 10 of our 12 runners, my feeling at the start of my first leg was one of overwhelming relief, both at getting to the start in time after that near miss at the previous leg and my doubts that Tom could drive faster than Dean can run and at finally being able to get out of the van and do what I had come 3, miles to do. As the first runner after dark, I spent mile one experimenting with the ways to run with a flashlight and finally settled on aiming it downward, reasoning that if that didn't do much for my own ability to see, at least it would maximize the auto drivers abilities to see ME.

I was on a curving, two-lane road with about a foot and a half of shoulder before a steep drop-off into a drainage ditch. Whenever cars would pass and especially during the dreaded simultaneous passing of two cars in opposite directions I had to move over onto the shoulder, negotiating a careful trade-off between the danger of the road and the danger of the ditch. Ultimately this was not a bad thing; I didn't get hit or fall in, after all, and my efforts at watching my feet, listening for cars and gripping a smooth metal flashlight with a hand that was slimy with the day's sunscreen kept me from feeling or even thinking about the pace I was running.

Consequently, I was surprised during the mid-leg moving water stop at the pace my water bearer told me I was running. I definitely recommend a nighttime run on a narrow road for those interested in experimenting with dissociation! About a mile and a half into the run we were instructed to switch to the other side of the street, and as I slowed to let a car pass me one of our opponents loitering outside a nearby van noticed my plodding pace, read my shirt, and shouted derisively: "You're not flying.

Fear for my life did not, thankfully, prevent me from appreciating the pervasive scent of strawberries coming from the other side of that ditch for a mile or so, something I have not experienced on an August run in New York, even in the nicest neighborhoods.

One final potent memory of this run was passing a MacDonald's later on, when the road became more civilized, looking down through the windows it was in a shopping center set down lower than the road , and having those nasty feelings of superiority to the patrons inside that occasionally strike even the humblest runner.

Sunday night as I waited in the airport a couple sitting across from me noticed the Hood to Coast logo on my sweatshirt and struck up a conversation. They said a friend of theirs had been driving along the route the night of the race and described to them how "freaky" it was to see all these people running in the dark.

And that he was so glad he hadn't hit any. Me too, pal We had almost 5 hours to kill before our next runner was due to start. Jan, our local honorary Flyer, suggested there was this great place called Calamity Jane's in the town of Sandy. She said this place had the most fantastic hamburgers. Well there it was right up ahead so the consensus was to go for it. Fantastic was an understatement!

And not your meager cheeseburgers, mushroom burgers, etc. No - How about a roast-beef burger that's roast beef on top of the hamburger? How about the marshmallow and hot chocolate burger, which the waiter assured us a little old lady came in for every other Sunday!!

No one was quite that brave this was, after all, a running event , but we were served an enormous amount of food including deep fried mushrooms, large size drinks seemed like at least 32 ounces and the obligatory pitcher of brew. And here I'm sitting and I haven't even run yet! Gary decided he would try the strawberry short cake for dessert and what came could have fed at least 6 people. This looked like it would be an interesting trip, yes indeed.

We moseyed out of Calamity Jane's and headed for the Valley View Evangelical Church at interchange 10, where the promise of showers awaited us. Well consider a couple of dumpster in a parking lot.

In front, a desk with some Boy Scouts selling tickets. We weren't sure anyone who went in was actually coming out, but a few of us took the "plunge" and had a nice luke warm shower. Hey, I gotta tell you - it felt good. We then lay on the grass in front of the church whiling away the several hours left to us talking of life and love. It doesn't get much better than this! I wonder how Rich feels since he has not run either. I study my laminated map great idea Rich and try to memorize the course.

How dark will it be? How fast should I go out? Will I get lost? It's only 5. Pop Warren Zevon's "Werewolves of London", a theme song I don't know why but it has always brought me luck. The whole van gets into singing and dancing to it. Finally, nervousness has turned to excitement.

Out of the van to stretch and get ready. A volunteer calls out "".