In an effort to gather my thoughts, adventures, and lessons in “badassery” (is that a word?), I’m starting with my resurrected blog from Racing the Planet’s 2017 Patagonia Race. My first foray in to joining a club I didn’t necessarily belong to, but I still forced my way in, and to my surprise was welcomed, encouraged, and managed to achieve what I wasn’t quite sure I was capable of. One of many lessons that I hope when shared can affect the perspective and trajectory of another kind soul reading this. So this first blog update is the result of my outreach to the Racing team asking if it would be possible to ressurect my blog, which was lost to the internet, and unfortunately lost on my computer to one hell of a laptop meltdown in 2021. Just as I have been gaining “my words” back on a Sober Sis journey (that’s many other posts to come), I ironically gained back my ACTUAL words just recently from Patagonia and am deliciously reminded of my spark and view of the world. Enjoy!
Click here to read more: Patagonia: A new lesson in BadassRACING THE PLANET – What is an ultramarathon? (this will help in understanding my blogs ahead). Here’s their definition: “RacingThePlanet and the 4 Deserts Ultramarathon Series is widely recognized as the most prestigious outdoor footrace series in the world. The series consists of the Namib Race (Namibia), the Gobi March (Mongolia), the Atacama Crossing (Chile) and The Last Desert (Antarctica). There is a fifth race called the RacingThePlanet Ultramarathon which moves to a new race location each year. Competitors in the races traverse 250 kilometers (155 miles) in seven days over rough country terrain with only a place in a tent and water provided. They are supported by highly qualified staff, all with experience in hiking, marathons and ultramarathons, and medical teams specializing in wilderness medicine.”
Iris translation: 7 days to cover 155 miles over the most incredible wilderness. That’s about 26 miles a day until when you can just see the end of the adventure and they decide to double it to 50+ miles (holy shit – I actually didn’t realize that until I got there…..oh Iris, read the fine print). Oh, and you are responsible for carrying everything you need on your back with only water and tents for the night provided. So my pack weighed in circa 30 pounds to start holding all of my food and nutrition for the week along with sleeping bag, pad, clothes and so on. Yeah. I know. Crazy, right? Especially that I was a rookie so my 30 pounds made me stick out like a sore thumb compared to the elites who were at the front of the pack with rucksacks weighing in around 10 lbs (they soon shared their secrets with me though, no worries!).
Then you might ask “Why the hell would you want to do something like this?”. Well, that’s a long reply that I will also support with the fact that I am not (nor was) an athlete – but I am a person who has always tested extremes and found jolts of life and joy in touching those extremes. This was definitely a test to see if I could….I’ll leave my words from 2017 here so you can join my journey and thinking. (Note that this is a copy from my RTP blog and I have chosen to leave comments left for me along the way. I was able to read them every night, and just as in 2017, they still lift me up, so I have chosen to include them here)
Long story short: I survived, and did not need my family to cash in on my newly acquired life insurance policy (true, I did set this up this before I left for the race). I came out on the other side a better version of me and most decidedly on a NEW path forward, including more missteps but a hell of a lot of lessons.
RACING THE PLANET, PATAGONIA, FALL 2017, IRIS DERKE BLOG
It’s Getting Really Real, 25 October 2017 , NYC
It’s getting really “real” — another 20 miles logged today with a 20 mile pack attached to my back. Had the incredible opportunity to breathe in the change from dark dark night – to sunrise – to a bustling city all while running the mighty Hudson this morning.
“How about another 26 miles next week with the NYC Marathon before you go Iris?” says the universe — and what else can I reply but “Hell ya!”. SO looking forward to meeting my fellow 299 competitors from around the world. Methinks that there will be many stories and laughter amidst the sweat and tears and I can’t wait to get started.
Some visuals from this morning – I can’t help it, I’m a NYC junkie – I love this town…..
30 October 2017 02:11 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
Just off of another weekend of tests and preparations with the big game ready to start on Nov 12. Pouring rain and wind provided an excellent opportunity to test out my waterproof shells — have always used them for city running, but the thought of running in the mountains far far away just adds another tinge of “let’s be sure”. Had the Hudson just about all to myself with the dark weather……and it was beautiful. No complaints, no people and plenty of room to muse – and the plus of staying toasty and dry.
More prep with a Wilderness class with REI in Central Park on Saturday which proved to be a great choice — Rob rolled his eyes a bit when I announced that I had signed both of us up…..but a few hours later after building a survival lean to, making fire, and learning about snares he had a smile on his face. (NOT that I will be needing any of these skills in Patagonia, but there is a comforting layer of confidence that the additional knowledge and reminders of lessons learned when young that it certainly adds.) Check out the photos of what we built – it may be a new listing on Air B&B!
And the ongoing saga and discussion of planning pace…. I’m sticking to the promised 6 mile markers; as long as I divide every day in to 4 chapters (x6 or so) my brain can remain on “calm” and “solid”. 6 miles to the next marker…check in, get water, fuel up and on to the next. Hell, I can do that four times a day. And my pace is all my own – with a goal of “finish” lacing throughout the mile markers.
But I have to say that my Garmin watch has yet to allow me to add this “Iris” conservative pace and mindset to the different zones available on the watch face. This conservative pace is one that I like to refer to as “Slow As Shit” (yeah I know expletives so let’s just call is “SAS” pace for short) or as I mantra to myself “Patagonia Pace” which means I can run and run and walk and walk and never need to stop. So that’s the tempo I’d like to take generally at the very beginning of Patagonia, thinking about the NYC Marathon start in Staten Island when although I try to maintain a “SAS” tempo, it actually can translate itself in to two minutes faster than my usual pace due the rookie runners — they just can’t help but run with glee and speed and take everyone with them because its all about fun and excitement as you cross the Verrazano bridge — and my goodness, on top of that the cheering spectators. When you hear and see them you can’t help but run like the wind it’s so invigorating. So back to reality and “SAS”. (And a disclaimer to those who know that shit is not always slow especially on mile 13 when you regret the decision to try a new gel that your stomach says absolutely not. If you don’t know what I am referring to, count yourself either lucky or inexperienced) But I digress. This tempo SAS is excellent for Day One Patagonia, and probably days 2, 3, 4 and right through my onboarding of my flight home as well. I plan on taking it slow and just enjoying the scenery; there is no rush. I usually do anyhow as I’m a back of the pack type of runner. Antithesis of my husband Rob. We just ran the Runners World Festival last weekend with a 5K and 10K on day one and a half marathon on day two all throughout the beautiful and historic streets of Bethlehem, Pennsylvania. I had to laugh when we compared notes and I asked him if he enjoyed all the historical mansions and homes and stories that I had taken in while running, including reading the historical plates describing who lived there, why they were important, stores and spots to revisit when not running and so on — he looked at me with an incredulous look on his face — “you actually read that while running?” Two very different runners, two very different zones: for Rob it’s all about getting to the finish and making good time. For me I like to enjoy “the ride” – that’s the fun of it for me. And boy did I learn a lot about Bethlehem history on those runs! I wouldn’t have missed it for anything.
And back up Plan Z: I looked at Rob the other day and said to him “I’m just going to share this thought with you and then we won’t talk about it again.” I continued, “Hey babe, if for some reason I can’t finish the run in Patagonia, and I’m not seriously injured, I plan on staying on (if they’ll have me) and crew for the remainder of the event. I mean it’s all about the journey right? And if I can’t quite make it to the finish line I can still enjoy the ride; how cool would it be if I could help support the other participants make it to the finish line!”. He looked at me, shook his head, and told me that he couldn’t do that – his inclination would be to go home and not continue to see the race in front of him, unfinished; it would kill him. I understand that, truly; but again, 2 different people, 2 different perspectives, both so real and human. (But, I must end this Plan Z with a roar to the gods: I do intend on finishing and it’s going to feel delicious!)
I’m sure there will be more planning over the next 2 weeks….for now, the NYC Marathon on Sunday. A nice trial run of Day 1 Patagonia – although without a 20 pound pack on my back I will feel like I am cheating!
A rainy Hudson all to myself:
Soon to be on Air B&B!
Jonah – and tests for Patagonia direct from Central Park NYC (2)
02 November 2017 01:59 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
As a part of my training for my first ultra endurance run in the Andes Mountains of Patagonia, Argentina I have an ongoing theme of “test” – putting me in situations where I hope to test my shoes, rain gear, backpack, food and so on. In responding to a curious neighbor asking about how one does that in NYC – I responded Central Park! I love the Park – it holds just about every terrain and test run I could ask for, in fact just the other day I was enjoying an early run on the Bridle path and I spotted a man walking briskly towards me with a dog leash hanging around his neck. He was walking quickly but every few steps turned to yell out “Jonah! Jonah come on!”. So, of course, I looked ahead with curiosity to see where this “Jonah” might be. I love to play the “Match the dog to the owner game” and in looking at this gentleman I was anticipating a nice small pup who has a hard time keeping up with an owner who doesn’t seem to have any empathy for short legs.
I jog around the bend and see a very empty dirt road devoid of people and dogs and most certainly this supposed Jonah — hmmm, maybe a small dachshund? “Jonah!” he yells again but keeps his pace lengthening the distance between himself and this lost soul. I’m now beginning to think this must be a larger dog that can keep up with this owner who is not slowing in the least. Still an empty path…..and then all of a sudden with a thundering sound of wood cracking and the whoosh of branches and leaves parting Jonah jumps in front of me — a gorgeous, big and sassy St. Bernard, the largest I’ve ever seen!
Jonah explodes out of the bushes right in front of my path, drool flying from his mouth, ears and face, eyeballs popping and a huge grin directed right at me as the ripples of his weight hitting the ground surprises the bejesus out of me. He takes off after his owner and I couldn’t help but laugh out loud for the next half mile. Jonah “got” me and I realized that the tables were turned….he must play his own game of “Scare the Runner” as he hunted me! I snort with laughter again but then my mind fast tracks to the Andes and considering that this may be yet another training test….what in the world can I expect to jump out and surprise me in Patagonia???
From the Verrazzano bridge to Patagonia….
05 November 2017 02:36 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
Awaiting the start of my wave at the NYC marathon and steeling my brain to “Patagonia” pace, strength and tempo. This is the warmup up I tell myself…..let’s not burn the engine out today! 3 more sleeps until I take off for Argentina. So hard to believe! So much it feels that I still need to do but that’s yet another example of my need to quell the over prepared voice in my head and just know I’ve got it. For now, on to the 5 boroughs of nyc….
That’s not what nice Jewish girls do…..
08 November 2017 04:54 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
Its cliché to say it, but Life IS an adventure – or at least that which you decide to embark upon (or is that challenge? Or for some complacence?). Education, Marriage, Parenthood, Business, Arts (did I say Arts? That’s several adventures AND challenges wrapped up in one) are all adventures that although have been daunting at times, has been full of love, happiness, the replenishment of zeel for life and reward. The adventure of “me” and what I can personally set myself to accomplish has interwoven itself throughout these themes – and of late, added the pursuit of athletic achievement. What was that you just heard? Yes, me snorting. Me and athletic achievement are as polar opposites as one could possibly mention — a lifetime of chubby, overweight, the “walker” at the school mile while everyone else runs, steeled my mind’s eye that I could never “do that” and I would always be the non-athlete. Forget what other people will tell you, isn’t it so hard to break those internal borders of what you can and cannot do? But as I have realized over time: what is so hard to do, makes it all the sweeter when you accomplish it. I remember my first 5K – damn that was HARD – the longest run of my life – sweat, heart pounding and about to eject out of my throat – but that feeling when crossing the finish line. What is that? Oh yes! Accomplishment! And it didn’t matter at what speed – I did it. Fast forward to the NYC Marathon — the heaving sobs of joy leaping from my body as I crossed the finish line was one of the most amazing feelings of my life. I couldn’t believe I did it…so much so, that I did it again the next 2 years in a row JUST to make sure it wasn’t a fluke (like that extraordinary weight loss story one, two, three times with Jenny Craig – yeah, that WAS a fluke).
So here I am on the precipice of one hell of an adventure and probably one of the top 5 challenges of my life: 150 miles over 7 days in the Andes Mountains of Patagonia, Argentina. Did I mention that it is self-supported, meaning that I have everything on my back in a pack (except for water and a tent at night)? This leads me in to what I thought the “meat” of this particular blog would be….the responses I have received from people that I have told about this upcoming adventure (Disclaimer: I am often referred to as a crazy lady, or similar to Lucille Ball in I LOVE LUCY, with many an antic and pursuit of something others would not believe one would do):
“That’s not what nice Jewish girls do” (this one is probably my all time favorites. I love doing the exact opposite of what is expected of me!)
“But you are so sweet!” (this from our dry cleaners after curiosity finally made her ask why I needed so many patches of the US flag attached to my running clothes)
“If it makes you happy…” (good soul)
(Insane laughing and giggling – add in a snort) “No, really?” (mentioned more than once, twice, thrice)
“What’s wrong with you?” (let’s hope it stays “wrong” for a very long timeJ)
You can probably fill in the rest….if anything it lends itself to the joy of everyday occurrences and the embracing of people, stories and life! I can’t wait to get to camp to meet my fellow “crazy people”. I am certainly no ultra-athlete, but I’ll match my mindset, perseverance and grit anyday!
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Iris Derke
Posted On: 11 Nov 2017 01:08 pm
and I embrace it as a fabulous compliment! That’s why I had to share….it makes me smile AND fuels up my gas tank with humor that I love so much. Thanks Gina!
Gina Cheskin
Posted On: 11 Nov 2017 01:29 am
OK, I feel like I should qualify the “nice Jewish girls” comment with the statement that came after, which was along the lines of “how wonderful it must be to find something your so passionate about, and to have such varied interests” (meaning music, too) – so it was not a criticism! 🙂
08 November 2017 07:22 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
enjoying a moment before flight departure reading the Harper’s Index. Love this and may lean on it in the days forward:
”Percentage change in the length of time someone can withstand pain if they use profanity: +34”
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Gina Cheskin
Posted On: 09 Nov 2017 02:00 am
That is a proven fact 🙂
09 November 2017 01:09 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
Enjoying a cafe con leche after a short drive-by city tour of beautiful and vibrant Buenos Aires. Not enough layover time to fully absorb anything but being that it was a 5:30 am tour we enjoyed NO traffic! A short wait for one more domestic flight on the heels of my 11 hour overnight from NY and I should be soon seeing the beautiful snow capped peaks of Patagonia I keep hearing about. It’s been an enjoyable adventure already with many stories exchanged with strangers along the way including a new friend and fellow participant PETER (UK) from France. He lit up when he saw my Racing the Planet jacket patches while on the passport line and off we went talking a mile a minute to each other. If that’s any indication of the openness and friendliness of all running this is going to be great fun! My angst of packing everything needed PLUS having it all fit in my pack was lessened as Peter shared his own challenges with me. My hope remains strong that I will not need to secretly hire a Sherpa to carry all along with me! Ha! I wonder how many penalty points that might bring me?
See that “comment” button below? Please hit it and leave me a note. I have a feeling that when I fully unplug Saturday afternoon that your comments will be a major highlight every night throughout the race.
Note to worried family and friends: we will be on satellite which will pull down emails and blogs once a day. Expect a delay and don’t be Eeyore please. Updates on all competitors including status and photos will be updated on the Patagonia website: www.4deserts.com/beyond/patagonia/live. You can sign up for updates to be emailed to you too.
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Jeff Binner
Posted On: 09 Nov 2017 06:20 pm
So exciting!!! Can’t wait to follow the race! Hope the rest of your travels go well, and best of luck with the run! We’re all cheering for you!
Thomas Arbs
Posted On: 09 Nov 2017 04:37 pm
I am only just beginning to realize what you are about to do in earnest. Great things ahead! I am slightly envious as your approach to life goals goes, because while you helped me with a push forward in January by singing with Jenkins in Carnegie Hall, I have since been set back and am not exactly certain if a marathon, much less such a tour, would be in my bags in the near future. But for you, all the best of luck and success! From “walker” to “walker”.
10 November 2017 07:34 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
I like to live by the rule: make sure that people and places are better “after” you encounter them. Much can be read in to that but for now I am so happy to be with a well full of people who understand that sentiment. Because (deep breath) I’m an adult novice at this backpack + run thing and this is my first ultra run! There, I said it again. As the one who usually has everyone coming to her for answers I’ve learned that a great way for me to personally grow is to undertake not only new things, but extraordinary “beyond reach” kinds of things. That way the old “fake it til ya make it” philosophy will NOT suffice, most especially on a 150 Mile run/trek thru the forest! So here I am. And an inch of personal growth gained by just admitting, out loud and not just in my head, that I could use some help from those who have run these races before. That brings me round to my opening statement and this wonderful group of Desert Runners. They have absolutely adopted me and already within a day my angst and my worry has dissipated as my pack is purged and my clips, bungees and buckles are put to good use. They are leaving me a better person already. Lynne, an Australian living in Hong Kong, shared with me an amazing few hours of tips and pointers to the point of me hauling my pack and gear to her room to put it together. Wow. Amazing how a little help can be like a tidal wave of relief.
I had the privilege of meeting the founder of Racing the Planet in the elevator. Mary is a smart lady and someone I liked immediately. Her sharing of course updates (note: 20 water crossings!) and pointers (keep yer shoes on!) with a little politics and words about home (she lives in Hong Kong but harks from Virginia) continued to add to the meeting of some really neat people with amazing stories.
Had a good visit to town with Lynne for some final adjustments to my pack (thank you Lynne!) including the tossing of crocs for flip flops (you’ll like that upgrade Gabriella) and belts that are light and easy to use (Rob, thanks for the bungee cord recs. Looks like I am now in like flint!). Sleeping bag and pad now firmly affixed and I can most definitely start with confidence on sunday. Walking about Bariloche was beautiful – a quaint ski town that is ripe in Spring weather (still can’t get use to the flip of seasons this side of the equator). A beautiful day which every competitor is praying to the weather gods to press repeat daily for the next 7…..
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Tara C
Posted On: 10 Nov 2017 11:30 pm
Iris! I am beyond impressed and excited for your upcoming ultra experience. It sounds amazing. When you said you just need to break it down into daily chapters of 6mile runs at a SAS pace I was like- hell yeah!! Totally doable. You got this. In fact I am certain you are gonna get so much more than you could even anticipate from this awesome experience. I will be following your progress and your blogs. Cheering you on from Staten Island. Rember this: you always have a little bit more to give.
Elio Chavez
Posted On: 10 Nov 2017 08:53 pm
Iris! I am so excited for you! This is definitely something I want to try! Looking forward to reading your blog entries and looking at pictures when you are done. Sending you love and good wishes for an amazing journey, not only physically but on all levels. Abrazos!
11 November 2017 12:59 pm (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
It must be the prevelance of stray dogs in Argentina, always with a smile on their faces and so so friendly. (And yes, to stave off comments: I won’t engage. And yes, I actually did go through the whole series of rabies shots in preparation for this adventure. That’s another story!). Or the fact that Rob, Ella and I want to get a dog (cue the French bulldog puppy bursting out of the bowed box) but dogs and wolves are interweaving themselves into many layers of my dream psyche since arriving in Bariloche.. It must have started with the bad Keaneau Reeves movie playing in the background, all in Spanish overdub, accompanying me my first night here. Bad movie aside, the appearance of a very cute French bulldog pup was scooped up by my minds eye and a theme further supported for that night’s sleep entertainment. That brought on the first appearance of wolves in my dreams that night. Wolves? Not me. That’s not a norm in my life, neither surrounding me as the gal who wears jewlery or shirts with pictures of wolves on them. (We all know one of two, albeit maybe from high school)
In my sleep: wolves eyes shining. Staring. Not giving away their allegiance as friend or foe. Staring me down with chests puffed full showing off their strength and power. The man next to me, unidentified, tells me to stand strong and to not move (hell, isn’t that for bears? I think to myself. Shit, I didn’t research what to do when faced with wolves!!!). It’s a stand off as we eye eachother…..perhaps they are thinking the same of me? And then whoooosh….I awake.
Last night brought forward new visions of baby wolf pups and a very tired mother licking them clean. Perhaps reminiscent of some female competitors I’ve met sharing with me the joy of large families (and the wonderful rush they get from experiences like Patagonia, which like for me, is something 100% different from the “usual”). Must have lodged in the brain somehow.
Rob tells me to think of the wolves appearing as notice that it is my spirit animal. I like that. (Although maybe it’s dogs? Not quite as literary and blog worthy but ain’t this the place for truth?). I’m the one who as I pass a dog I have a conversation with them eye to eye (some of you know exactly what I mean). And I swear you do get back a lot, anywhere from “what? Do I know you?” To “hey, let’s go play!” To several of the city version who are aloof and don’t “talk” to strangers. Ha! But I digress…this is supposed to be about Patagonia and the run! But, it’s already turning in to so much more and we have yet to run a mile. I think that this ongoing topic bodes well for the impending future. And I will indeed keep a sharp eye out for wolves. With so much wildlife everywhere I’m sure that there will be much to see and enjoy.
Off to competitor check in shortly. I’ve purged mountains of items which actually feels good rather than worrisome (let’s see if that theme stays strong throughout the week!). Great advice abounds and Ive ditched much extra food and luxury items like extra toilet paper, wipes, yoga balls and so on with confidence that the experience shared with me is quite strong, convincing and accurate. My danish roommate Catherine has been fantastic. Her past stories of the Jordan ultrarun are fascinating and her volunteering to pack my rucksack one round taught me a lot.
Karma is good round here. And hoping, or rather trusting, that the wolves will watch out for me. Next update should be from camp! We start 8am tomorrow/Sunday.
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Siegfried Derke
Posted On: 11 Nov 2017 05:36 pm
Hi Iris Heard you were talked into ditching some of your toilet paper. I guess tthe less “weight” to carry around the better. Somehow I picture you with a 12-roll, 2-ply pack of Quilted Northern strapped to your back. Not to worry. Recollection from my Army Basic Training days years ago — if you run out of toilet paper in the woods/outdoors– a finger and a large leaf will serve the same purpose. However, I hope it doesn’t come to that. Regards again and happy trails, Dad
Jerry Gross
Posted On: 11 Nov 2017 04:59 pm
hi ris…we guess you’ll be eyeing the terrain as closely as the animal life…we’ll follow along with this adventure…ldm pull your socks up and get on with the challenge…you’re life reflections are insightful…
Diane Derke
Posted On: 11 Nov 2017 04:27 pm
Iris, we’re so excited for you! Dad & I will be following you thru out the week. We know you can do it. Just keep thinking of the Chateaubriand Rob will probably have waiting for you. :-). xoxo
12 November 2017 11:09 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
Settling in to camp…
Settling in to the most beautiful camp this evening with excited participants truly from all over the world. as we warm up our freeze dried food stories of jobs, spouses, children and other race experiences abound. Fascinating fascinating fascinating. Im hoping that pictures from todays journey to this camp is online. The views are truly spectacular and the ride in a white water raft to reach the camp was an excellently planned welcome to all. My tent of 7 is all british and friendly – a ratio of 5 men to 2 women will no doubt add to some interesting stories as well. So looking forward to finally starting tomorrow. Its been a 2 year journey to this point and it seems that the last bit is taking so long. Tomorrow us straight up the hill and then back down. Everyone talking strategy and planning on much walking, especially with packs at their heaviest of the week. I weighed in at 13.5 kg, about 28.5 pounds. Yikes. Steady and slow….SAS pace for me tomorrow. Planning on enjoying the ride and saving that energy for later in the week, especially as I know understand that Thursdays long day will be 55 miles…. Time to steel myself.
Thanks for all of the great comments!!! Loving reading them – sorry I cant respond to each and everyone but please know that they mean the world to me.
xoxo
12 November 2017 11:30 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
So I think that I may implore those in charge to produce a sequel to their amazing docu called Desert Runners that planted the seed of this racing idea in my head. To be called Desert Walkers for all of us at the back of the pack and the reality of it! What a long and hard day, not the race I trained for but nevertheless trained me. The alum were right to suggest walking it. That was the only way. 35 plus pounds on my back with water and a crazy stage of climbing hills and mountains and then back down again was supremely challenging, but beautiful. From a lunar landscape to loooong dusty roads with animal bones on the side I felt like lone woman walking. Walk buddies appeared throughout and you can always see someone near or far. A big hurrah for gaiters and my trekking poles. They saved my butt today. So much more that id like to write but need to prep for tomorrow. I am tired but well and look forward to a hard sleep.
R&G – love the notes in my notebook – only went for the first one and laughed at the chicken photo of g! just in time for liana’s 4th bdy today!!!!
Lots of love to all….thanks for the messages. And for my new friends following me, I promise answers to you when I am back in nyc!
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Diane Derke
Posted On: 14 Nov 2017 12:25 am
I just saw the postings for stage 2. Did great! The pixs will be up in a few hours—can’t wait to see them. Thinking of you. xoxo
Rob Derke
Posted On: 13 Nov 2017 10:39 pm
Just saw the Stage 2 posting. Way to go babe. Looking forward to reading your updates. Hope the bag is getting lighter. Keep it up – and hope you enjoyed some more “notebook discoveries”!!! LU
Andrea Niederman
Posted On: 13 Nov 2017 03:56 pm
There is nothing wrong with walking, you’ve come further on this journey than so many of us and it’s only day 1! Take it all in enjoy the landscapes/fresh air/scenery/sounds/experience. I’m sure your spirit wolf will guide you in the right direction! Sending you positive energy and strength from DCINY — Andrea
Leslie Wilson
Posted On: 13 Nov 2017 11:56 am
So proud of you. Keep on keepin’ on. As I once told my daughter after she ended up near the back of a group, someone is first and someone is last, but you are all in this and how very amazing that is! 35 pounds is a load. Godspeed.
13 November 2017 04:15 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
Tough day, but that probably should not be a surprise. Everyone saying that today would be an easy day….yah right. 20 miles of endless roads, ups and downs, and a long train track with a walk over a river on some sparsely spaced train tracks. Grit is the word and as you steel down you feel your body adapting – or perhaps catching up with your brain. I mean what else are you going to do? Im reminded Spurlock’s SUPER SIZE ME where the final horror of it all is that your body adapts to eating McDonalds 3 times a day. Heres a great flip side, supported by so many alum that I speak to, who say the same in this extreme. Today I felt some of that as new surges of energy came forth. Part of that was the ongoing link up with people ahead and people behind. Thank you Michelle from the Berkshires, Desyree from Johannasburg, Sandra from London, Catherine from Copenhagan, Lynne from Hong Kong and Kelsey from Dallas. The list goes on an on…..but its that linking up and pulling eachother through that is so amazingly powerful. I could write on and on but typing on a rugged keyboard is like pounding the table with a hammer to get thoughts on the page!
Moments:
Every few miles yesterday I would bend at the waist to stretch and release the pressure of my heavy backpack. Of course I was more worried about mooning someone on the trail behind me…..when all of a sudden a truck full of argentinian farmers pulled up besides me and quickly unrolled their windows to ask if I was in distress. Of course my Spanish does not go so far as to explain stretching but my big smile and thumbs up conveyed the message. They looked disappointed. I think that they were hoping to have stories of a rescue of a New Yorker with tails of Nathans hot dogs, the Mets, and Coney Island.
At one point on the trail a big family at a farm came running up with shouts of HOLA and a huge basket of homemade empanadas. I mean – wow! They looked so happy to see us go by…..
And lastly, on a girl pee break on the side of the road we all burst out laughing because at that exact moment the race truck with all of the porta potties went toolig by on the road…..if only that picture could have been captured!
Hey R – nutrition and training going well and supporting me. This is probably the toughest course Ive ever done. Taking it slow,and breaking it all into chapters, most especially the days. Thank you for the awesome training babe.
Hey G – shoot me an email would ya? I want to hear what you are up to. Thinking of you as I see some amazing rocks around here….love you!
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Liza Beth
Posted On: 14 Nov 2017 03:56 pm
Iris, Shayla shared this the Chorus America staff. You are awesome and you got this! I will be following along and can’t wait to hear about it in person the next time I see you.
Jonathan Griffith
Posted On: 14 Nov 2017 11:45 am
You go partner!! 1 KM at a time and then boom, it’s all over. Expecting awesome stories.
14 November 2017 03:23 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
What a beast of a day but you know what? Im still here. 23 miles later with a head full of thoughts, stories, pictures, and amazing moments testing me to a level I’ve never experienced except for childbirth labor and lawsuits. And why, do you ask? Because its there i guess…i started, and i will focus on finishing each step as i can. Today started so strong – i could feel my body and brain adapting to the challenge and saying “hell ya, we’re going to do this”. That lasted beautifully until the last checkpoint and 10k to the finish. You know when you are sitting in horrible traffic and all you want to do us get out of your car,walk, and just leave it there on the highway? Yeah – well, that was me today, but I was ready to ditch my pack and just leave it on the side of the road! It would have felt so good….. especially as i eyed skeletons and leftover fur of animals who didn’t quite make it down the road. But i didnt. One step in front of another. Michelle from the Berkshires paired up with me by universal happenstance of alike pace and demeanor and we pulled eachother through the 9 hours in the course today. Horses. Bulls. Birds. Mountains. Stunning songs being sung by the breeze through the trees—- did you know that every tree has its own melody? As i walked and heard the music i looked to see which one was singing – often with the accompaniment of the rushing waters melting from the snow tipped mountains. Rushing water…..that will be us tomorrow crossing them throughout the day – they tell us to stay strong and be wary of the strong currant. Think i may eat some more mac and cheese tonite.
Random:
As we started the last 10 k a truck pulled up along side and the window rolled down – the man yelled out “do you know where you are going?”. That just made me burst out laughing. A nice conversation ensued as he was so curious about what was going on.
Great trick to help with the weight of a pack: throw your hands behind your back and above your taibone. Pretend you are a professor walking the campus of a lofty ivy league. Push up on the bottom of your pack slightly and voila! A rush of blood and a surge of energy. Alternate with your best POW impression by putting your hands on top of your head —- hold for a but then throw them up in the air and wave wildly yellng Hallelujiah! Yeah…..maybe that’s why the locals are so intersted in us walking around….ha.
Culling the herd. Cant help but have this thought as we are proud back of the packers, well within time limits, and focused on finishing each check point rather than thinking of the whole week, pace really not a concern. We are really having a good time – we see everything and get to talk about it. Unfortunately the DNFers are often in the back and at one point when we saw a sweeper clearing flags we skidaddled quickly. I yelled out they are attacking the back of the herd – lets get ahead of the americans so we arent next and taken down for dinner!! made us laugh. and michelle made the comment “so sad that so many of them are our friends…”
time to go. food. rest. sleep. huge huge day tomorrw – 27 miles plus mostly difficult on the course, and lots of river crossings. going to need lots and lots of oomph…..
R and G – lu2. bus ticket working just fine here thankfully. the notebook being put to great use and im trying to capture thoughts and stories all along. by night my brain is murakami’s void 100%. xoxo
To M, D – love you too!!!!
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Tara C
Posted On: 17 Nov 2017 03:24 am
Hi Iris! I am so utterly impressed and inspired by your goal and what you are experiencing. Remember- you always have a little bit more to give. And when all else drains you and sucks your energy away, crack a smile at someone or something. It’ll send positive hormones to recharge your body and soul. Sending you a huge wave of strength from NY to you!
Diane Derke
Posted On: 17 Nov 2017 01:58 am
Just saw today’s time—–great job!
Sandy VENGEROV
Posted On: 16 Nov 2017 11:53 pm
Enjoyed your photos. Rooting for you, way to go girl!
Gabriella Derke
Posted On: 16 Nov 2017 01:47 am
That’s great mom!!! So proud and keep on goin’. Had to run the mile in PE today and thinking of you… we were going at the same time but in such different environments!! Haha felt lucky for just doing the one. (And wanted to let u know I PR’d with a time of 6:51 woot!!) everything here is great and good luck on tomorrow’s stage!!! Enjoy that mac and cheese 🙂
Rob Derke
Posted On: 16 Nov 2017 01:23 am
Glad to hear you’re catching your “ticket”. Great job on stage 4! Just saw the results page. Gear up for the march and beast it!!!!
Jeff Binner
Posted On: 15 Nov 2017 04:57 pm
The “do you know where you are going?” comment had me laughing. Can’t wait to hear the stories and see the pictures! Go Iris!!
17 November 2017 06:52 am (GMT-03:00) Buenos Aires, Georgetown
Finally getting back online after the rerouting of race and camp transport on Wed – the cyber tent was closed by the time I got there! Just seeing all of your amazing words and support. I could feel them yesterday and last night….the hardest and most rewarding 25 hours. Started at 8am TH and pulled in to camp just after 8:30 am on Friday; the cheers and welcome from everyone released body wrenching sobs of joy and relief from me. Ive never felt anything quite like that…..so much to share but I will save it for some solitude and writing. Still processing anyhow……the sunset over the mountains and lake as I trekked over the black beach…..the sound of harsh wind howling thru the trees and cracks of wood – the rain sleet and wind all night with brief rewards of a sky full of diamonds that I cannot even begin to explain; and the ultimate reward of sunrise and yet another new day to pull me home. I must admit though, despite the bucolic description, I let some serious expletives fly, especially towards the end, of a calibre I did not know I was capable!!! 47 miles later my tent is taking such good care of me as I recover and get ready for what they call the “pizza run” tomorrow of 7k up the glacier. Oh, I seriously cannot wait…hot showers and plenty of food await…..
Thank thank you all for such great comments. I can feel your support and so appreciate you!!
R and G: counting the days to seeing you soon!!! Way to go G with your PR – you go girl!! HS
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Leslie Wilson
Posted On: 19 Nov 2017 12:25 pm
YOU did it!!! So very happy for you and respectful of you. Wonderful, wonderful.
20 November 2017 01:02 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
Hey gang. I’m currently at the Buenos Aires airport awaiting boarding and all I can say is that my brain is still muted in to a stunned silence which is both blissful and warmly welcomed. Some major rewiring of my brain occurred this week and I am still very much digesting all. THANK YOU for all of the awesome congratulations on achieving a beautiful completion of a looong ass race, I am still in a bit of disbelief and will certainly post soon. So many thoughts swirling in my brain…. for now, my biggest wish is long deep sleep and putting my feet up for a bit. Until the next update!!
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25 November 2017 07:52 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
THE AFTER EFFECTS in NYC:
Left leg: shin splints
Right leg: working itself out daily, but some serious anterior tibial ligment overuse – just needs time and perhaps a “pass” on next week’s Jingle Bell Jog.
(I walk like I just ran an ultra…..and for the past week I’ve had to put my feet up in the air to reduce massive swelling. Havent seen cankles like that since pregnant with Gabriella!)
Hunger: I can’t stop eating! Came home to see 10 pounds absolutely gone. I knew something was up when I put on my travel pants to wear home and they fell to my anes – that’s a first for me. The funny part is that I can’t stop eating. As soon as I eat and fill up I count to 10 and I’m hungry again! Its like my engine kicked in to high gear – too boot, another 2 pounds burned through since my return and I have yet to exercise. Yes, I will enjoy for now….certainly helped to have Thanksgiving upon my return but there’s no was this can last.
Sunburn: Blew it on day 1 and did not realize how strong the sun…..burned to a crisp my arms, hands and back of neck. It was quite a horror show when I saw all in the mirror for the first time! No more will I mention – just remember to use sunscreen NO MATTER WHAT!
Overall: silly happiness. Strong body that tells me I kicked ass. Smiles as I think back to people, vistas, stories and experiences that I will never forget. I’m still in disbelief.
Saturday night back in the hotel:
What an amazing moment to be in the first bus approaching the hotel after a long drive through the national park….pizza and beers finished on board and a push into deep silence of reflection, achievement, and perhaps just dumbfounded realization of accomplishment tinged with the deepest need of sleep and recovery. Perhaps one of my karmic rewards of always pulling up the rear for the past week was the gift of “first bus – first room” ready and available for Cathrine and I. She even stepped aside to grant a “first shower” and I will not even begin to delve into the feeling of the first hot water…..its what I imagine we experience as babies when we first taste something sweet, and first feel the touch of a human being stroking our head —- it was ammmmaaazing.
What truly surprised me was my complete reversal of expectation – I thought I would be jumping on phone and computer to hear from the world and herald my return; but instead, there was a stunned and peaceful silence in my brain. Looking back I think it was a rewiring of my circuits – and a wonderful calm induced by day after day of nature, endorphins, exercise, extremes, and a complete unplug from the day to day pace of my usual NYC days and activities. And it was with all my might that my soul tried to protect that newfound bubble of peacefulness. I bathed in it —- I closed my eyes and enjoyed all of the open space of mind ready for new creative pursuits and thoughts and not mindless lists and “Have to do’s”. I hung on to that through Sunday and it was bliss. The reward was that as I slowly re-emerged I found myself anew —- almost as if I could ride on top of the usual noise rather than in it, and it has continued all the way home to NYC. And a cool side effect? I keep smiling. I can’t stop. Just darn happy……
25 November 2017 08:17 am (GMT-05:00) Eastern Time(US & Canada)
GEAR and NUTRITION — I had these notes down pre-race, and based on my overuse of blog reading and research mavening I am dutifilly returning the favor to all those in the same predicament of planning for their first time! Here are the items that made all the difference for me in Patagonia….
INJINJI SOCKS: yes yes yes. One phrase for you: NO BLISTERS. These puppies are amazing and had already become a staple of my standard running gear. I have crazy toes, the farthest thing from straight and very blister prone — these toe socks not only feel good on, they protect my feet like champs. (Important: the add in of glide all over my feet every morning and foot powder to my socks added to my success, no doubt).
TAILWIND: The best of the best – perfect hit of nutrition, sodium, calories and electrolytes in one sleeve of powder to be added to your water bottle. Tastes great (never gets old) and my sensitive stomach has no issue. I could live on this all day long. The claims were all true for me – especially as a back of the packer who had many more hours on the course than anticipated. Tailwind kept me energized and strong. A big thanks to the ultra community for sharing widely about this amazing product.
TREKKING POLES, Diamondback collapsible: This was a last minute addition, despite the nay says from my coach – he told me that I was strong enough with out them (he was right) but when it came to technical climbs and trails as well as muddy crossings, in and out of rivers, these guys saved my butt over and over again. I may make a shrine for them.
GAITERS: perhaps lending to the no blister happenstance — kept my feet clean and free of debris. I used Salomon short ones that attached by Velcro over my shoe. Didn’t need to stitch anything on, and it was nice to remove when I didn’t need them. Another last minute add that I am very thankful for.
BUFF: I remember this from the documentary Desert Runners and they were right. I use about 5% of its use in NYC for sweat — in Patagonia, turn that dial to 110% — covered my head most of the time protecting me from the extremes of sunburn to the sleet and snow, nevermind making me feel like a badass. A.m.a.z.i.n.g. I never realized.
BOUNCE protein balls: My daily “treat” midway through the miles. Stock full of protein and honestly tastes like candy to me. Great boost of energy and wonderful way to mark the half way point every day (if not with this product, find your own piece of heaven for your important mile markers!).
KNUCKLELIGHTS: These are my standard in the city to light my way through Central Park pre-dawn — I thought it would be overkill for Patagonia where headlamps were the recommended gear (which I had as well), but I found that knucklelights were not only brighter then headlamps, but gave me the option to quickly light up what I needed to see (that includes hallucinations round hour 23 of the long march). When tired of holding, it was an easy clip to my backpack. (Nevermind, it reminded me of home which was an added layer of confidence on the Long March and pitch black of the forest)
NOTEBOOK: My family bought me a small outdoor notebook no bigger than my hand — waterproof pages and a waterproof pen so I had a place to keep track of my daily nutrition (a big help to mental sanity). Intermixed in the pages were photos from home with notes of encouragement. I can’t tell you how special this was for me — I did not look ahead and used those pages as I filled them up with not only nutrition and thoughts/ideas/hallucinations, but to fill my spirit and energy as I took step after step. Thank you Rob and Gabriella – I love you too!
Iris DERKE 
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