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"It's all in the legs." - We're partnering with Brooklyn Boulders in the West Loop on 8/16 to bring you a complimentary Auto Belay & Certification Technique class. All are welcome to attend, novice climbers encouraged! No worries if this is your first time, we'll show you the ropes. Please visit 3run2.com/events to register. Registrations will be accepted until we reach capacity or 8/12. Please note- *Please do not register unless you are confident that you can attend.*
Here's a few shots from our last climb:
Images: Victoria Yanchuk
We get together once a week at the crack of dawn to work on our speed. These workouts aren't for the faint of heart. Afterwards, we convene at the local coffee shop to swap war stories..
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Words: Kahee Yu & Amanda Failla
When asked to reflect on this past weekend in Toronto, it took us a moment to really think of where to begin. It was truly a once in a lifetime experience and the hash tag #IwishICouldGiveYouThisFeeling has never been more accurate.
Amanda: I received the exclusive invite from NTC/NRC to join the Nike Toronto Women’s 15K and they would graciously bus us out free of charge. Seeing as this was my birthday weekend, it was hard to pass up, what better way to kick off the big 2-8? Along with 18 other Chicago women and more luggage than anyone would ever need for a two day trip, we were on our 500 mile journey to Toronto. Amidst the numerous bathroom stops, gossip, story sharing, and even getting lost in downtown Detroit, we finally made it to Toronto. I couldn’t be more excited to see what the city had in store for us as we passed numerous Nike signs scattered throughout the city.
Kahee: I quickly headed out to Parkdale in West Toronto after what seemed like the shortest night of sleep. Parkdale Roadrunners organized a 4km shakeout run in the Parkdale neighborhood before we headed over for coffee, grub, and endless chit chats. Seeing new and old faces from all over the states and Canada was the perfect way to set the positive vibes for the weekend. Once again I was able to realize the best part of races weekends are the opportunities for reunions and creation of new friendships. Before it got too late, I set back to downtown Toronto for the expotique and to meet with Amanda.
Amanda: After getting a few short hours of shuteye, it was time to join the Nike Shakeout Run. When we arrived we saw some familiar faces and Nike truly welcomed us with open arms. They also informed us that there were four different official shake out runs around downtown Toronto, all ending together at the Nike expotique. After meeting and snapping some pictures with our New York Bridgerunner friends, my future husband, er I mean, Coach Bennett welcomed us by giving a speech and inspiring us for what he promised to be an unforgettable weekend.
Our shakeout run was a quick 2.5 miles through Toronto ending with a group stretch before they unleashed us into the expotique. This was one of my favorite parts of the entire weekend, as we all know Nike knows how to throw one helluva party! The expo was much more of an experience than booths of people trying to sell you water bottles and discounted shoes. Our group spent about four hours snapping pictures, laughing, and making memories. What was truly amazing was that we couldn’t go more than twenty minutes without seeing someone we knew. Crew love was in full force!
Amanda: Come Saturday night we [partly] ditched our sneakers and running gear for some fancier attire while we headed to China Town to meet up with Parkdale Roadrunners for their pasta dinner at People’s Eatery. They had rented out the entire restaurant for us and provided endless food while we laughed and chatted away with new and old friends.
Kahee: Seeing runners in anything other than dri-fit and Nikes was a fun part of the night. A hundred runners gathered at People’s Eatery to break bread before race day and the food was incredibly delicious and healthy. We were once again able to meet new friends and catch up with old on a perfect, breezy summer night in Toronto.
Kahee: I woke up from a dream where I wore the wrong shoes and couldn’t run the race; but besides the terrible nightmare the weather looked promising on Sunday morning. We were on a ferry on our way to the Toronto Islands by 6:45am. Even though the race didn’t start until 9:30am, they had to ship in 10,000 people onto the islands, which in turn took just as long to get people off the islands. The weather cooperated as we stretched, frequented the bathrooms and felt all the excitement surrounding us. As soon as we shed off our extra layers and got into our wave, the temperatures dropped and the rain paid us a visit. We were cold but stayed close and tried to stay positive until it was our turn to cross that start line.
Kahee: The first two miles were crowded and I was running a bit slower than I wanted but the beauty of the course had me completely distracted. The course was absolutely beautiful; complete view of the Toronto skyline from various angles, little cottages with grandmas and grandpas cheering us on, and airplanes taking off as we ran on the airport runway! I ran a good race and it felt a bit more special since I was sidelined at last year’s Nike DC half marathon due to an injury. I was on such a runner’s high that the hour wait for the ferry back to mainland didn’t even bother me.
Amanda: Sunday morning came far too quickly as we all met up and walked to the ferry. We all knew that race day wasn’t going to be a stroll in the park weather wise, but it comes with the territory. They can’t all be 55 degrees and perfect days. After being transported to the secluded Toronto Island, it was Nike-palooza! Everywhere you looked there were quirky signs and sayings to take photographs with, drum lines welcoming you to the island, food trucks galore, and lots and lots of women ready to get the show on the road.
After Kahee was able to sneak our group into her start wave, we all huddled together for warmth as the temps dropped and the rain came out minutes before the start of the race. Finally, come 9:30AM we were on! I may have forgot to mention how beautiful the Island of Toronto is – so much greenery, beautiful trees, a serene boardwalk with the waterfront on one side and beautiful trees on the other. We even got to run on an airport runway with planes taking off beside us and had some pretty awesome views of downtown Toronto.
Nike did not disappoint with on course entertainment, we had everything from said airplanes taking off, to a church choir (decked out in Nike kicks, of course), an array of terrain (trail, grass, boardwalk), and comical signs along the course. Though the views were incomparable, my favorite part of the race was the crew love at 14.5K! Crews from all around were lined up along the course high-fiving, screaming, photographing, and confetti bombing fellow runners.
...And how can I not mention our gorgeous finisher’s prize – that little blue box! The Tiffany’s necklace is gorgeous and I can un-shamelessly say, I’ve been rocking my medal all week!
Words: Rick Diaz
First, some context: Ragnar is a 200ish mile relay race to be covered by 12 runners in "leap frog" fashion exchanges- In this case, from Madison, Wisconsin to my beloved Chi-City. Each runner has three turns to run over the course of a day and a half in which you are essentially eating, living, and sleeping in one of two vans. Got It?! If you didn't know, now you know!
#ragnarchi 2015 began basically began for me when the 2014 edition concluded- It's how my mind works. I had such a great time that I couldn't wait to do it again and share it with as many crew-mates as possible. I immediately knew that I wanted to "quarterback" this event, so I elicited the help of my former van-mates and Ragnar veterans Robert Perez, Lily "Who the hell is Poppins?" Tong, and Emily Needham.
#crewlove: Things ended up coming together nicely. I mean, there's always hiccups though! People get hurt, unexpected last-minute changes to a schedule and work conflicts occur- In other words, sh$t happens- But we came together, planned it out to the best of our capabilities and pulled it off! It's amazing to me how personalities naturally emerge and things fall into place.
#shitjustgotreal: Let's fast-forward to race weekend. Thursday was our travel day- We met at Dunlays On The Square. (if it ain't broke, right?) after loading the vans, and driving three hours, we checked into our hotels for the night. Fortunately for us, we usually get late race times based on the fact that we have some of the faster teams in the field (yes, that's me blowing our own horn, but it's true!) This also gives us the opportunity to enjoy some of the nightlife that Madison has to offer, and boy, do we take advantage!
#dontbelievemejustwatch: Come Friday morning, it was time to get serious. The backdrop to this version of Ragnar is that our two teams are racing each other with the knowledge that team "Three Run Two" is expected to eventually pass team "3RUN2" on the course and how extra special that "kill" will be for whoever is lucky enough to get it. It's a chilly and wet morning, but as always, we're ready to race.
#dontforgettobreathe: My team, "3RUN2" has an hour head start on team, "Three Run Two"- Our 3-time Ragnar vet, Big Rob Perez is our lead-off runner and shoots out of the gate. My van-mates and I head over to the first exchange to greet him, but he doesn't show. Time is of the essence and he's nowhere to be found. Eventually, we find out that he's lost- It happens, but our advantage is promptly lost. A 6 mile run for him turns into 12, but eventually, we get back on track.
#catchmeifyoucan: A second story develops. We now have to make up about an hour of lost time and both teams are now neck and neck. The "kill" that we were anticipating occurring somewhere in the middle of the face now may happen right away. But instead of beating each other up over it, we rally with the understanding that everyone is going to have to run faster than they had originally planned!
#allblackeverything: ..And everybody did just that. This is how we make an individual action into a team sport. Runners from the two vans chip away seconds off of their pace and cut minutes off of the lost hour. It became our motivation and focus. Well, that and not to be caught by team "Three Run Two," but as an added bonus, both teams get to spend more time with each other during the actual race.
#werunragnar: Now the unique and grueling thing about Ragnar is that it's non-stop. Day turns into night. Your home is a van, specifically a tiny space within said van. Real meals become Quest bars and fruit. If you're lucky, a hard-boiled egg or two and a good night's sleep turn into power naps. Oh, and you gotta run- After all, that's the reason why we're all here!
#nodaysoff: It's now Saturday morning and we've been at it for over 18 hours with racing still to be done. Team "Three Run Two" has long passed us (as anticipated), and are crushing the competition. For us, we're still trying to shave time off of that lost hour. With none of our luster lost and sleep deprivation setting in, we set out to tackle the task at hand. After all, there's work to be done.
#nevernotrunning: We hit our third and final leg hard, generally the most difficult because of all the accumulated conditioned previously mentioned. Every time a runner finishes their part, we awe at the performance being put in! We know it's going to be close in making up for the initial mistake. All we can do at this point is head over to the finish line at Montrose Beach and wait for our final runner.
#usversusthepavement: When our anchor runners, Marcos "Mikey" Velazquez crosses the finish line at the 29:12:40 mark- More than 40 minutes ahead of schedule, there is a sense of accomplishment that's difficult to describe. We pulled together as a unit to get this done. We could've let that opening mishap ruin the experience, but instead we rallied around it!
#iwishicouldgiveyouthisfeeling: And that's it- Our Ragnar 2015 weekend experience. The results were great, (I guess I should point out that team "Three Run Two" finished in 27:08:42), the PR's were better and there were many of them be applauded, but the friendships forged were the best part of all of this..and the reason why we lace them up.
And now the countdown to #RagnarChi 2016 begins..
Words & Images: Micaela Bernal
At this point, it would be silly to think that our 3run2 community didn't transcend beyond the act of running. Running is the vehicle that brought us all together. It is and always will be who we are at our core, but why be pigeonholed into one, all-encompassing category?
When it comes down to it, a lifestyle rooted in health and movement (through any sport) is the school of thought that I subscribe to. Get it how you live and get in where you fit in.
As luck would have it, I've recently been bitten by the cycling bug and have fallen hard for the sport. When fellow runner (and brother from another mother) Marty mentioned that he'd be racing in the 2015 Tour of Galena with Bonkers Cycling, a few of the 3run2 ladies and I jumped at the opportunity to tag along. The idea of swapping out a flat Lakefront path for hills was exactly what I had wanted in terms of a challenging workout.
...And let's be honest- A chance to get out of the city is always welcomed.
I spent 3 hours in the co-pilot's seat as Amanda drove. As official Road Dawg, my main roles included being on snack patrol, catching as much of the scenery with my camera as possible, and choosing a podcast. What's good, Rich Roll?
After our journey and a good night's sleep, we started the next day off at the Bonkers house for coffee.
Shootin' the breeze? Check..
Gearin' up? Check..
Tire Pressure? Check..
The hills were just as I had imagined- Rows of slow, grueling climbs followed by fast (and slightly terrifying) descents. It was equal parts humbling and exciting to say the least.
Fast forward a few hours later to the racing portion of the day. The Tour of Galena is a 22 mile course composed of several steep and long climbs. The field was capped at 100 riders. In such an intimate setting, I can't help but think that all of the participants were operating at their maximum potential.
A huge thank you to Marty for letting us come along for the ride, no pun intended. I truly had a blast and can't wait do do it again. With such a vibrant and active racing culture, I can definitely see this turning into a thing.