Running Bear and all those working
behind the scenes to put on such a great
race year after year. I know it's a lot
of work to coordinate volunteers, haul
water out there, and mark the course. I
know you did your best to re-route the
course due to the unexpected burn.
Thanks for updating the website so
promptly. You guys do a really
exceptional job of keeping everybody
informed. Aid Station #2 was especially
enjoyable and upbeat, a welcome
distraction. Please give them our
thanks. The camaraderie among the
runners as well was inspiring, and we
met several cool people. Mandy and I
have done the past 4 versions of MS50
and we've been able to lure more and
more people from Starkville every year
based on our rave reviews. Ya'll never
fail to disappoint. Looking forward to
next year. (Hopefully with a little less
ash and fewer noisy generators).
Mann and Mandy Conrad Starkville,MS
A BIG shout out to all who
organized, volunteered and participated in a GREAT trail
Thank you for putting on a wonderful Carl
Touchstone Mississippi Trail 50. It has been
since 2000 when I last ran this race, but I have
a feeling that you will see me again much
sooner. The entire experience was great. The
volunteers at packet pick-up were friendly and
supportive and everyone was cheerful on
Saturday. That is quite a feat with very little
Aid stations were great. I know the course
change made it longer from Aid Station #1 to Aid
Station #2, but Charles and the other guy made
it worth the wait. I am sorry that I did not
catch his name also. My wife missed me at the
end of the first lap, so she joined them waiting
for me. I turned on the road and heard them
yelling "Go Stephen!" That was quite a boost.
They did not have to cheer, but did. They
cheered on that last loop also when I needed it
Once again, you put on a great race and when the
soreness wears off I will look forward to coming
Okay, I have hosed my trail shoes off, eaten enough
food to fill up an elephant, so I can sit and
contemplate the trail run. I made my goal, I ran it a
little faster than last year, and I ran it faster than I
did Stennis. (I could have walked it faster than I ran
Stennis). :lol: I did not make my top secret goal, but I
am actually ok with that, because it was hotter this
year and I felt like I had to put more effort just to
keep myself going. So, I am pleased, and I look forward
to next year.
There was a great crowd of Pacers!! The Turner's were
there!! They could not get a cross country trail
stroller, so the littlest Turner stayed home!! They
finished their first trail run in good spirits and with
a smile!! I think Frank B. enjoyed running this event,
and I believe he is still there assisting. Vicki and
Dawn fell, (Dawn is making this her yearly event), Vicki
did not want her to fall alone, however I hear she did
it with such grace and style, her fellow runners were
rating her a 10 for her "drop and roll"!! Phillip W.
was there and hung with me for a while, and this year,
he made it without falling!! Kily, well, he was so
jazzed, he is ready to convert to an ultra trail
runner!! Kelly, who I may have to refer to as "mini
Ginny", ran faster this year, and then, because her
training called for more miles, ran 4 more, just for
fun!! Terry L., well, what can you say? He is just
amazingly fast and was up there in the top 4. I know I
have left out some Pacers, I apologize. My brain and
body are still trying to catch up. It is all moving a
little slow. I met a lot of new Pacers and hope to see
them at future events.
There was something for everyone, and WOW I bow to those
50k and 50 milers!! One loop on that trail is enough
for me!! Oh, there was even some "critter"
excitement!! A horse became spooked and ran down the
road. Luckily no one got hurt!! Anyway, a good day for
a run!! Much Thanks to the Bearshall's, and Dennis, and
all the other hard working volunteers. This is one of
my favorite runs and I recommend it to everyone!!
Audrey Jackson, President, Pine Belt Pacers
RD Dennis Bisnette, (who has this weird idea that a good manager
selects competent folks, instructs them on his desires, then turns
them loose) gave me a free rein on registration this year. His
management style apparently does not allow for incompetent folks.
Since we had a large number of cancels last year, I figured I could
let 225 people register and then let cancels take us back under our
NFS limit of 200. Admittedly I wasn't paying close attention and
overshot a little, but at 235, the 40+ cancels we had last year
would still save my hide, right? Of course after three weeks w/o any
cancels it was time to worry. The thought of 35 folks with no
pre-race food, no race shirts, no finisher mementos, and nothing to
drink at the aid stations race afternoon was scary, especially since
Dennis kept predicting lynch mobs taking over the registration table
and deaths on the trail. I renewed my passport and prayed for a cool
day. A few additional people even snuck in after registration was
closed. (Both sweet talk and threats were effective). Somehow the
number signed up grew to almost 260! Finally a few withdrawals came
in and I reassured Dennis that it was not necessary to keep
threatening me like that. As it turned out, only 225 showed up for
the race Friday, 215 came to the starting line, and 214 finished. I
don't know how Dennis will explain the overage to the Forest
Service. Maybe he will lie like he did to me about whether or not he
had ordered extra stuff. Maybe they won't let us do it again. But if
a ranger asks you how many people you saw at the race, be honest
(especially if it's a deposition). There were never more than 150
folks at the start/finish line at a time, so that's the most you
could have possibly seen.
Race day was clear, sunny, with low humidity, and temperatures
approaching 80. Forty runners switched to a shorter race because of
the unusually hot weather. We may have the only 50K in the country
where 62 people sign up, 60 start, and 92 finish! Despite the hot
weather, some fast times were recorded, including a new women's
record in the 20K. Leigh Armstrong from Birmingham AL lowered Mandy
Conrad's 2008 record time of 1:40:06 to 1:38:21.
Because of the seasonal burns (they are part of the forest
management, to lower forest fire risk and provide food for the
game), we had to change the course considerably for this race, and
not use the small 6.1 mile loop. At the last minute Dennis and Randy
mapped out a 16 mile loop consisting of the regular long 12.5 mile
loop with two out and backs for a total of 16.7 miles. So the 50
milers did the full loop three times, the 50K folks did a full loop
and most of a second, and the 2OK folks did just the short loop as
usual. The 50K and 50M winners now hold the course records for this
new course, and hopefully they will never be challenged.
Many thanks to everyone who registered, ran, watched, or
commented on the race. Trail runners have to be the nicest people on
the planet. And MS50 runners are the best of all. Hope to see you
Compare and contrast!
On Wednesday I was shoveling snow in Wisconsin. On Saturday I was
getting sunburned and sweaty in southern Mississippi.
Life is good!
My first visit to the Carl Touchstone 50 m/k (and 20) in Laurel,
Miss., came about because a friend of mine fell in love with trail
running after doing her first 50K last fall in Wisconsin. "Now I
want to do a 50-miler!" said Teri.
But there were criteria. The trail needed to be as gentle as her
southern disposition (she lives in Wisconsin but grew up in Alabama),
and headphones had to be legal. The idea of running without earbuds
was a concept entirely foreign to Teri. I can't fathom life without
chocolate chip cookies so can certainly relate to her addiction
Several people told me that Carl Touchstone was a well-organized
event with relatively easy trails (we didn't tell Teri about the year
that runners needed to clutch a rope to traverse across one of the
streams -- thankfully, this year it was only ankle high). And rumor
had it that participants could wear headphones. For me, as a
Wisconsin girl who spends most of her winter in the snow, the idea of
running outside in shorts in early March sounded nice.
Time for a road trip!
Our little gang of Mississippi travelers grew to five. Three of us
would do 50 miles, two would do 50K. We decided to fly in and out of
New Orleans -- mainly for the cheap airfare -- but also to do some
sightseeing in the French Quarter. We all enjoyed carbo-loading with
colorful beverages with colorful names, along with some
powdered-covered beignets (fancy donuts). Protein came from
alligator appetizers and po-boy sandwiches.
We were set, at least as far as nutrition was concerned.
I've done a number of 50K events in the past two months, but they've
all been on XC skis. Would sliding across snow translate well to an
event that requires sliding across mud? Would my legs be tricked
into thinking that training in ski boots was the same as time spent
in running shoes? Would Teri's iPod battery last all day? Would
Barb be able to finish her first 50-miler?
Would sun and 80-degree temps really feel good on my winter-white skin?
We got to the park early on race day -- thank you Sue Norwood for
telling us that it took twice as long to get there from Laurel than
it actually did. Although she apologized the next day (she and
husband Jim did their imitation of Mapquest at the previous night's
spaghetti dinner -- included, by the way, in our entry fee; the
dinner, that is, not necessarily Jim and Sue, though they were a nice
addition to our table), we realized that she had our best interests
at heart. We got there early enough for a fabulous parking spot
right next to the port-a-potties.
Away from our porta-potty parking place and over to the race start.
We bumped into a few familiar faces including fellow Wisconsinites
Ann and Tim. They skipped the New Orleans tour and opted to drive
down (and back).
The gang from Milwaukee: Teri, Eileen, Cathy, Barb and Mary
Someone must have yelled "go" because the herd began to move past the
start line and down the trail. A controlled burn re-routed the
course but since it was my first time there it didn't seem any
different to me. The trail was generally gentle with only mild
elevation changes. To toss a bit of challenge to the course there
were a few stream crossings (but again, none were waist high as in
the "rope year") and some nice sections of shoe-sucking mud. I
reminded myself that some people pay a large sum of money for mud
baths and we were getting them as a bonus to our race experience
along with the spaghetti dinner, shirts and buckle. Southern
Which reminds me, the aid station volunteers had their southern charm
turned on high for the entire day. At the second aid station a
lovely gentleman would walk down the trail to great runners with a
cup of ice water while taking their order for further refreshment at
the aid station. I could get used to this. The only thing missing
was sweat tea.
Anyhow, my buddy Barb and I were running the first loop together
(50-milers did three, 16.7 loops, 50-kilometer runners did two loops
with one of the out-backs removed). An accomplished ironman athlete,
she was just beginning to venture into the world of ultras. We
chatted up a storm with a fellow from Tulane, learning first-hand
about New Orleans' post-Katrina world.
But enough about chatter. Over the fields, through the streams. A
slight scent of burnt wood still hung in the air giving me a craving
for a s'more, or at least a toasted marshmallow. Mmmmm...
On the first out-back Barb and I saw the rest of our group. Cathy
and Eileen seemed in good spirits, Teri mentioned something about the
river crossing not being in the race brochure -- I didn't mention
that there was no race brochure. Through the DeSoto Forest we
ambled. Then Barb had her first ultra-running foot issue -- a hot
spot was developing. I felt darn special to be with her for this
first-time ultra discomfort.
At the end of the loop we came back to our bags where I had a stash
of foot-fixing supplies. I taped her hoof and she was ready for
another loop. For her, the second was her slower loop. For me it was
my happy loop. Although my legs had felt a bit heavy all day, on the
second loop it seemed like a heaviness that would get no worse. I
spend time in the weight room, surely I could lift a couple of heavy
legs for a few more hours.
By the time Barb came through on loop two, Cathy and Eileen were
finishing their 50K; just in time to help Barb do another foot-fix.
Cathy had never done foot repair before but you know what they say,
sometimes the first time is the best. It must have been because with
the new tape job Barb was able to take off and pick up her pace on
that third loop, comfortably knowing that she was going to finish her
As for me, I started to get tired of lifting those legs. Was my
running pace really any faster than my walking pace? I alternated
back and forth trying to guess. Tired, but spirits still good, I
passed a few folks, some of whom were having a tough time with the
summer-like temps. Lifting his head from a nice hurl a fellow runner
told me how much he enjoyed the ultra experience, "except for
Me too. But thankfully I wasn't doing any of that. Just tired.
Nothing hurt, nothing broken. I thought that perhaps Barb would
catch up with me and we could finish together.
I should have done what Teri did.
Yes, Teri. The person for whom this trip was organized. Where was
Teri? Due to a number of factors, not the least of which was a nasty
flu bug she had endured just a few days earlier, Teri decided
pre-race to drop to the 50K. At Carl Touchstone runners can move up
or down from their original distance race day. Still a bit run-down,
Teri decided to take her time and just enjoy the 50K. Her first
50-miler could wait for another day.
This certainly made sense but after eight hours fellow 50K runners
Eileen and Cathy started to worry. Where was Teri? Leisurely is
leisurely but Teri had done a 50K before in well under six hours.
Over an hour later and still no Teri?
While Barb and I continued on our last lap of the 50-mile, Eileen and
Cathy backtracked the course in search of Teri. About a half-mile
from the finish our wayward runner was found sitting on a log, shoes
off, giggling away at "The Devil Wears Prada" on her iPod. Evidently
she had been taking periodic movie breaks throughout the run,
figuring that she had all day. And she really loves that movie so
once started, it was hard to stop.
Eileen told her to get up and get moving -- she was a half mile from
the finish!!! Teri later said that she had no idea, and again added
that she really loves that movie.
By the time the last sub sandwich was eaten (post-race food from the
Carl Touchstone staff) Barb had finished her first 50-mile race (with
the scars to prove it), I got to add Mississippi to my list of states
in which I have run, Eileen and Cathy not only finished another 50K
but also put their search and rescue skills to the test, and Teri was
able to not only enjoy a wonderful day in the southern Mississippi
woods but also take in some cinema time as well.
Life is good.
BTW, I have some photos at
gallery). However, as of today they are primarily pictures of five
goofy women from Wisconsin doing tourist time in New Orleans. I'll
get a few race-related photos up soon.
This was my second year to run in the MS50, and just
like last year,
this was a wonderful event and a treat to take part in. Thank you
continuing to give us Mississippians a local ultra to run each
The volunteers are as great as any at any race I have run. This
continues to be one of my favorite races. I look forward to
next year, and the year after that. For a write-up, see
/s/ Jay Perry
p.s. Last night when I returned home and began, slowly, unpacking
truck I found a set of keys that do not belong to me. I feel awful
thinking about someone looking for their keys, but I have no idea
they belong to or how they came to be in the floor board of my
It is an oval "Ford" keychain with 2 older looking Ford keys.
I feel terrible, but cannot imagine how they ended up with my
Please pass the word along so I can return these keys to the
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