The Hogpen Hill Climb is a race for crazy people. The race starts in Helen, Georgia – elevation 1,447 feet. It ends at the top of Hogpen Gap:
In just 17k (that’s 10 point something miles) runners gain more than 2,000 feet of elevation. That is a lot of climbing.
The closest I’ve ever been to a real Bavarian village is the Burger King at the Munich Airport, but I imagine most Germans would feel right at home in Helen:
After starting downtown, the first four miles of the race follow what I would normally consider a tough, hilly course. But this is not a normal race. In this race, the first four miles are considered easy. After that it’s just, up, up, up!
This race was a Team Louisville reunion of sorts, which made it extra fun. In the beginning, I tried to stick with Diablo and YC, but that only lasted until the first substantial hill – at mile one. Ouch! I was hurting, but I tried to keep them in sight.
I had one real goal for this race – to put myself in a position where I wanted to give up, and then try to keep going. And by mile six, I was definitely in the pain cave. I really wanted to walk, but I just kept thinking about Hawaii, and how bad I want to go back. And how I want to run the entire Ironman marathon, because I know I can do it. So I kept running.
The positive thoughts helped, but this elevation profile shows how I really felt:
After I finally crossed the finish line and caught my breath, I realized what a cool race the Hogpen Hill Climb really is. It’s hundreds of people testing themselves. The race isn’t easy for anyone, but standing on the summit with a few friends makes it worth every step.
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Haley, while your prose are wonderful, frankly, its your art that REALLY captures the essence of Hogpen…
Haley,
Have you ever considered running Mt. Washington? It’s shorter, but more intense in terms of elevation. I think I will be running it this summer (or I should say, panting slowly to the top).
http://www.mountwashingtonroadrace.com/
Beth (You used to swim with me on SMRT way back in high school . . . remember?)