June 10, 2009

Dancing With Who Brung Me (Vespa Update)

So - remember a few months ago, when I did a product review for Vespa Sports Supplement?

Here's a short recap: Vespa is an amino acid supplement derived from wasp extract that’s designed to stimulate metabolism of fat stores instead of glycogen during aerobic exercise. It has steadily grown in popularity among ultrarunners and triathletes, although it has many detractors who are skeptical of the physiological basis for such claims.

Personally, I was on the fence about using it on a regular basis. I felt some benefit during my long training runs, but in many ways it seemed too problematic to use consistently over the long term. It didn’t taste great. It was expensive. It was designed to go along with a diet plan (the Paleo diet) that I had no hope of maintaining (No peanut butter? Yeah, right.). And it was hard to tell sometimes whether or not it actually made any difference.

Basically, it seemed awfully high maintenance. I called it Princess Vespa, and figured we’d have a whirlwind romance before I settled down with something more manageable.

It was a great plan, except for one thing: I never officially broke the relationship off.

I’m still using Vespa, and I’ll continue to use it through Western States at the end of this month. The weird thing is, I can’t really explain the product any better now than I did a few months ago, and I have all the same issues and questions about it that I had before. Not to mention, I’ve completely given up on the Paleo diet. But I feel like I’m in one of those situations where I just need to dance with the one who brung me.

At this point, I’m not going to deviate from what’s been working for me. My training buildup has been great this spring, and I’ve used Vespa all along the way. Sure, there’s a possibility that it’s all just been a placebo – but I suspect that on some level, it does provide some benefit, however intangible or immeasurable. It’s clearly not a miracle product, but I don’t think it’s snake oil either. And I’ll certainly feel better knowing that I have it in my race pack.

The bottom line for me is that I’ll take any added benefit (at least, any legal one) to help me get from Squaw Valley to Auburn - and that’s why I’ll keep Vespa as another weapon in my arsenal on race day.

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June 8, 2009

Zen and the Art of Ultrarunning

With only three more weeks until Western States, I wanted my last long training run to be something both interesting and memorable. Knowing how burned out I get towards the end of a long training period, I knew that my final big training day had to entice me as the date drew nearer – otherwise I’d probably find some weak rationale for blowing it off in favor of sleeping in for once.

Luckily, I didn’t have to look far to find my inspiration: the Tassajara Zen Mountain Center, located in the heart of the Ventana Wilderness area between Carmel Valley and Big Sur. It’s an honest-to-goodness Zen monastery about as far removed from the modern world as you can get nowadays (at least, in California).

For nine months per year, the retreat is closed to the public to allow the monks to practice – according to the website – “intensive Zen training”. (I’ve since learned that Tassajara is renowned for its rigorous practice – in fact, it’s where Zen masters come to receive their own instruction. In other words, in Zen circles, this place is a big deal.) However, during the summer months, it’s open season at Tassajara, and guests are welcome to spend a few days or weeks cohabitating with the monks – you can join them for meditations or work assignments, or take a dip in the natural hot springs that run through the secluded canyon.

Getting there is no piece of cake, though – it’s 14 miles from the nearest point of civilization on a rugged jeep trail that rises over one of the highest ridge lines in the area, traverses the highland briefly, then plummets down for several miles to the remote outpost. The website recommends that only 4-wheel drive vehicles attempt driving the road, and the Zen Center provides an eight-passenger ATV known as the Stage that shuttles skittish travelers to and from the retreat twice per day.


Or, if you’re with a group of crazy ultrarunners, you could just run it.

I recruited a handful of companions to join me on this adventure run, looking forward to a morning of strenuous physical exertion and - who knows? – maybe a little spiritual enlightenment as well. As you’ve probably guessed by now, I also brought my Nikon.


This is the parking area in the one-building (no exaggeration – as you’ll see later) town of Jamesburg, where most normal folks wait for the Stage. It didn’t quite look like this when we got there, because it was still dark outside at our 5AM start time.


After a few miles and a couple thousand feet of elevation, the sun started peeking through the fog to light our way a bit better.


By the time the sun was fully awake, we were well above the fog line …


… enjoying some killer views in the Ventana Wilderness.


After bobbing up and down for a few miles on top of the world, we began a steep five-mile descent down and down …

… and down some more, until we finally arrived at Tassajara.


Apparently Zenshinji means “Zen Mind Temple”, and not – as one of our group suggested – “May you rest peacefully with your shin splints”. But after 3000’ of constant downhill, it was hard for us to disprove him.


Inside the Zen Center, everything is angles and light – and since we were arriving there right as the sun was spilling over the mountain, there were some cool perspectives from which to take it all in.


There are also a lot of knick-knacks (not a proper Buddhist term, but you know what I mean) all over the place to make sure you know you’re not in Carmel Valley anymore.


This is a zendo, one of the main meditation rooms. When we got there, the day guests and monks were exiting the zendo and forming a circle on the grass outside it … so the six of us wearing shorts and trail shoes and hydration packs tried to blend in as inconspicuously as possible. Or not.


Here’s how you tell which ones are the monks: they’re usually the ones with shaved heads, wearing the robes. In case you were wondering.


Rickshaws are the only way to travel around the Zen Center – when day guests arrive, they load their stuff in these carts for transportation on the grounds. On the plus side, you don’t have to worry about having enough cash to tip a luggage boy.


Rumor has it that the monks are CRAZY about bocce ball – who knew?


All around Tassajara are little rest spots and alcoves that seem to pull you in for quiet contemplation. I was intrigued - so when no one was looking …


… I tried to soak in a little bit of Zen myself. I didn’t come away from this moment as enlightened as I was hoping; maybe my hands were positioned wrong or something.


Or maybe I just needed some of this stuff! I’m going to give the monks the benefit of the doubt that this is a simple, legal garden, and not something designed to cultivate enlightenment by artificial means. But I didn’t snoop too closely, just in case.


This is called an echo han – it’s used to wake the residents up in the morning, or call them to prayer or work sessions. From the looks of it, it’s been very well-used over the years.


Near the exit of the compound is a parable come to life in this stream: water wears down stone; through softness we overcome hardness, or something like that. It was an opportune reminder, because as we left Tassajara …


… we started the steep 5-mile climb that kicked off our return trip home. You know how suffering brings enlightenment? Let’s just say there was lots to get enlightened about on this climb.


This is my friend Brian, interlocking pinkies with his wife Sophia as they made their way up the huge grade. Since she’s going to be his pacer at Western States, our group spent about a half-mile debating whether or not this would be considered physical assistance – and since Brian is way faster than us, we decided that we’d totally narc on him if they tried this.


A backward glance at the hill we were climbing, from about the halfway point. Eee-yikes.


Fortunately, the views from the top were just as scenic on the return trip as they were in the morning – perhaps even more so, as some mottled clouds started rolling across the sky with the warmer weather.

About halfway down the final 6-mile descent, guess what we encountered?


What’s my rule? If there are cows, they’re in the report. Simple as that.

Finally we made it back to the town of Jamesburg, which I previously called a one-building town. Here’s the building, which doubles as the waiting point for the Tassajara Stage:


Welcome to downtown Jamesburg. Food and refreshment available on occasion. Pull up a chair and stay awhile.

The little chair looked welcoming – but since it was already more than seven hours and 30 miles (counting a couple of double-backs along the way) after we started, I was more than content to get in the car and drive home. The run was everything that I had hoped for – and even though I didn’t have a spiritual awakening to speak of, I think some of that Zen stuff actually might have rubbed off on me.

After all, there’s a lot to be said for being highly disciplined, but also living in the moment. For putting your mind and body through a consistently demanding regimen, but also leaving time to pamper yourself and relax. For appreciating life for what it is, but always striving to make it – and by extension, yourself – better all the time. These are the things these monks do every single day; I’ll bet they could teach us ultrarunners a thing or two about how to get the most out of our experiences.

Hopefully I’ll return to this run another day and ponder these things further – but for now, it’s time to focus my energy on Western States, which is rising over the horizon like the sun spilling over the mountain, now less than three weeks away.

Between now and then, I have a feeling I’m going to need all the Zen I can possibly get.

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June 5, 2009

Gear Review: Hydration Packs - Summary

Thanks to everyone who has indulged me this extended product review on hydration packs, and especially to those who sent comments or e-mails sharing their own experience with various models. If you still haven’t made up your mind based on the individual reviews (linked at the end of this post, and on right sidebar), hopefully some comparisons and summary thoughts here will help you decide.

Before we get to the recap, however, one clarification: attentive readers will note that I originally promised reviews of six hydration packs, and only ended up publishing five. That’s because The North Face initially committed to provide a pack for me to review, then backtracked due to budget concerns. Perhaps we’ll revisit the North Face product review at some point in the future – or maybe that was just their polite way of blowing me off. Time will tell, I guess.

Regardless, the level of quality and innovation in this group of hydration packs was very impressive overall. Let’s start comparing:

The lineup: CamelBak Octane XC, Inov-8 Race Pro 4, GoLite Rush, Nathan HPL 020, Ultimate Direction Wasp.

We’ll begin with the easy part: numbers. They don’t lie. At least, that’s what I’m told. (Unless you consider them statistics, in which case, they’re even worse than damn lies … confused yet? Let's just keep moving.)

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Weight

Nathan: 6oz
Inov-8: 7oz
GoLite: 1lb, 4oz
CamelBak: 1lb, 5oz
Ultimate Direction: 1lb, 5oz

There’s a pretty big gap in this category between the ultra-lightweights - Nathan HPL 020 and Inov-8 Race Pro 4 – and the others. It’s worth noting that the two lightest styles are non-traditional designs: a vest (from Nathan) or waist pack (Inov-8) instead of the backpack design of the others.

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Cargo capacity

GoLite: 900 cubic in.
Ultimate Direction: 390 cubic in.
Inov-8: 244 cubic in.
Nathan: 100 cubic in.
CamelBak: 90 cubic in.

This one is no contest – GoLite wins by a mile. If you need to carry a whole pile of gear, the Rush can’t be beat. What’s even more impressive is that the Rush is the same weight as the other backpack styles.

Another noteworthy point is that the CamelBak is one of the heaviest packs reviewed, but has the lowest amount of cargo space. However, CamelBak redeems itself in the next category.

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Best Bladder (Sorry … that sounds like an award given out at nursing homes, doesn’t it? Let’s change this one to … )

Best Reservoir

This is clearly the area where CamelBak excels – the Omega reservoir seems to be the gold standard for fluid carriers. Its simple shape, wide opening, durable construction (with a lifetime warranty), antimicrobial features, and efficient bite valve make it a top choice, even among runners who use different packs.

This came as a bit of a revelation to me, but apparently there’s a lot of reservoir swapping going on out there. Several people reported something along the lines of, “I really love X pack but use it with a CamelBak bladder.” I used this reservoir with my GoLite Rush pack (which doesn’t have its own), and it was perfect.

CamelBak is also the only company in this grouping with a specialized reservoir cleaning and drying kit. It includes a very thin little scrub brush to clean your drink tube – which may be one of the best inventions ever made for high-volume hydration pack users.

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Comfort

Now we’re getting into some subjective assessments, so I can’t argue too strenuously if someone’s opinion differs from mine. Overall comfort of a pack is a perfect example.

I love how the Inov-8 Race Pro 4 carries 70oz of fluid without feeling any more cumbersome than my 20oz bottle waist pack, and keeps your entire upper body free. If you don’t want anything to do with shoulder straps and harnesses, you could definitely fall in love with this pack.

Among the shoulder/vest models, I wouldn’t say there was a significant difference one way or the other – with the possible exception of the Nathan HPL 020, due to its very low weight, being more comfortable in extreme heat. I was pleasantly surprised to find that none of these packs gave me any problems with rubbing, chafing, or other unpleasantries.

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Versatility

This is another category where the GoLite Rush shines; it’s a true hybrid for ultrarunning, day hiking, mountain biking, cross-country skiing, or any ourdoor endurance activity. From a hydration standpoint alone, there are several different setups to suit your individual needs.

Of course, the opposite side of this coin is …

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Efficiency

If simplicity and minimalism are your thing, the Nathan HPL 020 keeps you light and streamlined, while still providing the basics to get you through a 100-miler. The Inov-8 RacePro 4 is nearly as light as the Nathan vest, and has double the storage space as the Nathan. Between these two, it’s pretty much a coin flip as to which will allow you to run like a maniac with minimal encumbrance.


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Convenience

I’m basing this one on ease of access to your stuff during a multi-hour run: grabbing gels or salt tabs on the run, going in and out of the same pocket for a camera 10 times per hour, stashing gloves and headlamps after the sun comes up. Obviously, having pockets on the front of the pack makes a huge difference here – and that’s why the Ultimate Direction Wasp and the Nathan HPL 020 get high marks.

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Price (two divisions here: 1. retail and 2. best online price)

Nathan: $80 retail, $56 best price at Amazon.com
Inov-8: $70 retail, $70 best price
GoLite: $70 retail, $63 with my coupon code (see sidebar) at Wilderness Running Company
CamelBak: $60 retail, $55 best price at Amazon.com
Ultimate Direction: $80 retail, $75 best price at Zombie Runner

CamelBak has the lowest retail price in this category – and since it is comparable to the other packs (more on that in a second), that would appear to make it the best value.

A couple of notes to pay attention to while shopping online: the purchase price of a GoLite Rush doesn’t include a fluid reservoir, so you’ll incur the extra cost of a reservoir (probably from CamelBak) with that one. The Inov-8 Race Pro 4 is often listed at $45, but that price doesn’t include the reservoir which is charged separately.

And now, our final category …

Western Statesability

OK … I made that term up (but really, it’s no worse than drinkability) – but one of my ulterior motives in doing this review was to find the ideal pack to use at this month’s Western States 100. I figured that I’d try several models and discover the one that would make my journey to Auburn as manageable as possible.

So which one will I be using? The answer is, I honestly don’t know. I have a favorite I’m leaning towards, but I’m not going to say which one, because I think that would be unfair to the rest of this group of packs. Truthfully, I feel like I could use any one of them at Western States, and it would serve me perfectly well. So if you want me to declare an overall winner in this review, I’ve got bad news for you.

The good news is that in making your own decision, there’s not a question of quality to worry about. It all comes down to what your own preferences are, which features you value over others, and how you see yourself getting the most value out of your pack. I’d be happy to answer direct questions about any one of these packs by e-mail if you’d like; otherwise, use the individual reviews to help make your own selection.

Here they are again:

CamelBak Octane XC

Inov-8 Race Pro 4

GoLite Rush

Nathan HPL 020

Ultimate Direction Wasp

*See previous product reviews on sidebar at right. If you have a product you’d like reviewed, contact me at info@runningandrambling.com.

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June 3, 2009

Ultimate Direction Wasp Hydration Pack Review

In an earlier review, I mentioned that the hydration pack count at ultras seems to be a two-horse race, with a slight edge to Nathan.

Well … remember this year’s Kentucky Derby, when Mine That Bird stormed back from about 30 lengths behind to cruise to victory in the homestretch? That’s the analogy I’d use to describe the Ultimate Direction Wasp right now – making enormous strides on the field, poised to charge ahead at any moment. Whether or not the lead has officially changed hands is still up for debate, but regardless - this product has caused quite a stir in the world of ultrarunners.

Perhaps it shouldn’t be so surprising that Ultimate Direction is a leader in this market; they’ve been in the hydration game as long as anybody. (On that note, a possible retraction: I previously claimed that CamelBak, which began in 1993, invented the hydration pack - but on UD’s history page, it says “Ultimate Direction designs the first water reservoir and begins incorporating them into back packs, 1992”. Were they actually the first to go to market, or just an early designer? Can anyone clarify this? There must be someone besides me who’d be interested to know.)

Ultimate Direction is also a leading innovator in hydration equipment, responsible for creations like the screw-top flask, gel flask, quad buckle (for hip packs), race belts, and the kicker valve (which is almost too erotically shaped and textured for me to use in good conscience … but that’s a separate story).

In that regard, the Wasp pack might be considered a combination of every feature that works well in other packs, with a few added tricks to distinguish it from others in this category. The end result is a very solid entry that’s tough to find any fault with (but of course, I’ll try).

One distinguishing characteristic of the Wasp is evident as soon as you put it on: namely, the hydration reservoir sits higher than any of the other models. The Sport Vest harness system keeps the fluid pack between the shoulder blades regardless of how much weight it carries, and prevents it from sliding down to the mid-back area. I found the positioning of the pack to be ideal, but this might be a personal preference issue for other folks.

The harnesses of the Sport Vest system are ergonomically contoured for improved comfort, and there are two strap adjustments on the front of the pack to help with variable positioning, with lateral straps that can be adjusted if necessary (I didn’t need to). The overall result is that the pack feels comfortably snug, like you’re wearing another layer of clothing.

In field testing the Wasp, I was quite impressed with how stable the fluid pack sits during long runs, no matter how full. The Sport Vest managed to virtually eliminate any bouncing or lateral movement on all kinds of terrain, even when running downhill. This is clearly one of the product’s strengths.

Better still, pack stability doesn’t come at the expense of comfort. The back panel features 3D AirMesh pods which create an air channel for ventilation and moisture transfer. Basically, despite the snug feel of the pack, it sits slightly raised off your back to dissipate heat and improve comfort. This is the pack I wore at the Quicksilver 50M last month; over the course of 9 hours, I had absolutely no complaints or discomfort from the pack on what grew to be a fairly warm day. The overall weight of the pack is 1 lb, 5oz, which is middle of the road for this review, but light enough to not be a problem over long distances.

Cool and comfortable at Quicksilver

The hydration reservoir uses Ultimate Direction’s patented rolltop open/close system. The opening is very effective for creating a tight seal, but it might take an extra second or two to close effectively compared to screw top reservoirs. In particular, on one occasion when I was trying to fly through an aid station quickly, I wasn’t paying close attention and rolled the top crookedly; a few minutes later, I felt my drink leaking from the top, and I had to stop and re-roll it. (This story probably speaks more to my ineffectiveness at aid station transitions than the pack itself, but I thought it was worth noting.)

Fluid volume of the reservoir is listed at 64 oz, which places it slightly below the 70-oz standard for this category – but honestly, I couldn’t tell a difference. On a few occasions, I filled the pack a little bit past the 64-oz line without any major repercussions (you know … as long as I closed the rolltop properly).


Lots of reservoir features – click here for a larger view

Two other features of the reservoir are worth noting: first is a grab loop that keeps the top of the reservoir positioned at the top of the pack, no matter how much fluid is drained. In other words, the pack doesn’t compress downward as it gets empty. Better still, you don’t have to disconnect the loop in order to refill the reservoir.

Another unique feature of the Ultimate Direction reservoir is the neoprene insulation that runs the length of the drink tube. It’s a unique feature among this group of packs, and works remarkably well. During the Quicksilver race, whenever I dumped ice into the reservoir, the fluid that came out of the tube was immediately cold – I didn’t have to sip through a few ounces of warm drink that had been exposed to the sun before reaching the contents of the main pack. This is one of those “why doesn’t everybody do this?” features that is simple but highly effective.

The front of the Wasp has four mesh storage compartments: two smaller elastic holsters, one zipper pocket, and one drawstring pocket. The larger pockets are angled slightly laterally, and at first glance, I was worried that my arms would brush against them when they were full. My worry proved to be unfounded – I’ve used the drawstring compartment for my camera, and had the zipper compartment filled with gels and snacks, and never had any issue with my normal arm swing. And since they’re all in the front of the pack, convenience couldn’t be any better.

The Wasp provides 390 cubic inches of total storage space in a variety of locations. Two large compartments on the back of the pack – one in a full-length compartment that sits above the fluid reservoir, another in a separate lateral compartment that also contains a key-holder pouch – are big enough to stash extra layers of clothes. The outside of the pack has a large mesh elastic compartment, and a bungee cord to secure bigger gear. There are also Velcro straps for trekking or ski poles – but not being much of a pole user, I can’t say I got excited about those.

It’s really hard to find a drawback to the Wasp pack; thus far it has met every demand I’ve asked of it. Some summary bullets:

Strengths:
  • Higher positioning of fluid reservoir
  • Virtually no movement of fluid reservoir or pack in general
  • Comfortable, ergonomic fit of vest and harness system
  • Front storage areas provide quick access
  • Ample rear and lateral storage areas
  • Insulated drink tube
  • Gender specific models (see below)
Drawbacks:
  • Rolltop opening may require a couple extra seconds of attention if you’re in a huge hurry to get through aid stations – but unless you’re trying to keep up with Scott Jurek or Nikki Kimball, you probably shouldn’t be worried about this, anyway.
  • It only comes in one color scheme: gray and red. And I’m more of a blue/black person.
OK, so that last one is nitpicking – but like I said, it’s difficult to find any complaint with the Wasp. This is an outstanding product on all counts, and it’s easy to see why it’s gaining in popularity among the ultra crowd.

Ultimate Direction makes a women’s version, called the Wink, with a slightly different harness and strap system. Both models typically retail for $80, and I haven’t found haven’t found any huge discounts lately. The Wasp is available for $80 at Amazon.com.


*If you’ve used this product, please weigh in with a comment to agree, disagree, or share your experience.

**See other product reviews on sidebar at right. If you have a product you’d like reviewed, contact me at info@runningandrambling.com.

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June 1, 2009

Great Moments in Spelling (Part VI)

It’s sometimes said that one of the most difficult feats in sports is to win when you’re expected to.

When all you hear in the days leading up the event is how the victory is yours to lose; when all of your competitors acknowledge you as the person to beat; when everybody in the stadium fully expects you to coast to the championship; those are the times when following through with all the predictions can be quite daunting – especially when the margin of error is razor thin. As thin as a single letter, for instance.

With that in mind, we’ll start the recap of the 2009 Scripps National Spelling Bee, which will be remembered as the story of one girl’s quest to fulfill the burden of expectations under the most intense pressure imaginable. Kavya Shivashankar, a 4-time NSB participant who placed 4th in last year’s event, was everybody’s pick to win – but in the past several years, every other kid who has entered the contest as the prohibitive favorite has gone home empty handed. Would Kavya capture that elusive combination of skill, savvy, and luck to finally grab the title? We’d have to wait until prime time to find out.


In the meantime, there were seven preliminary rounds to survive just to make the evening’s main event. Some highlights from the morning rounds:

(As usual, all indicated times are from the PDT broadcast, and all pictures courtesy of Reuters …)

7:04 AM: 41 spellers begin Round 4, the first round to be televised on ESPN – which speaks to the brutality of this competition. Nearly 300 spellers – all of whom are unquestionably, immensely talented kids – take part in the first three rounds, which means that barely 15% of them will ever see the lights of national TV during the preliminary rounds. I think you’d have a better percentage chance of making the finals of American Idol than Round 4 of the NSB.

7:15: ESPN made us wait 15 whole minutes before our first Erin Andrews appearance. She attended the pre-Bee barbecue where the kids do all kinds of fun activities and have races and play games against each other. Whenever they show the kids playing team events like softball, I’m always curious as to what names the opposite sides come up with: Consonants vs Vowels? Gerunds vs Participles? Dipthongs vs Schwas? I’m sure these brainiacs must invent some pretty clever names.

Dr Bailly

7:18: So far, the most pleasant surprise at this year’s Bee are the sentences that seem like they were written by the Tonight Show staff. Whenever a contestant asks for the word to be used in a sentence, judge Jacques Bailly has something witty teed up. For kinetosis (motion sickness) he had, “The first annual Spelling Bee at Sea was also the last after the chaos caused by the spellers’ kinetosis.” For Beckmesser (a teacher of music overly reliant on rules or minutiae) the sentence was, "Kid Rock was seen leaving the club with a Beckmesser on each arm, demanding he practice more." I mean … did you ever think you’d hear a Kid Rock reference at the NSB? If they could somehow hire the Jonas Brothers as the house band to take us into commercial breaks, the ratings for this thing would be blockbuster.

8:09: Erin Andrews is interviewing a kid eating a cookie. Here’s the deal: I don’t know what kind of player 9-year-old Sriram Hathwar is with the ladies at his local elementary school, but of this much I feel quite certain: when Erin Freaking Andrews is talking to you, swallow your cookie, kid! Or at least offer to share. On the plus side, this kid is the envy of about 10 million high-school and college-aged guys right now.

8:56: O Canada, Where Art Thou? At the risk of offending anybody, I’ll just ask: what the heck happened to Canada? In previous years they sent large contingents of spellers who made it deep into the competition, with Canadian spellers even finishing as runners-up in 2006 and 2007. The Canucks were such a threatening force that I concocted this whole notion of the Maple Leaf Project taking place across our northern border, dedicated to intellectual domination of the United States. It added a new geopolitical dimension to the Bee that was equal parts exciting and terrifying.

Veronica Penny

The 2008 NSB saw the Canadian Massacre, where seven straight Canadian contestants were dinged out of the competition in Round 5 – so this year, I figured they’d return with a vengeance. However, in this year’s Round 5, the Canadians are again cut down like timber: Claudine Broussard misses eurystomatous (having a broad mouth), Canadian champ Laura Newcombe misses hyalithe (an opaque glass), and Veronica Penny misses macle (a flat diamond) – and just like that, our neighbors to the north are swept from the contest.

The Maple Leaf Project has clearly fallen on hard times (perhaps a victim of the economy?). Although I’m as patriotic as the next guy, this makes me kind of sad - in some ways I kind of miss the old rivalry. So step it up next year, Canada … for all of our sakes.

10:34: For an event where each person’s fate hinges on a single letter or syllable spoken incorrectly, this year’s Bee has been remarkably predictable through the morning rounds. Nearly all of the favorites - including Kavya - have made it to the prime-time telecast that begins with Round 7 later this evening.

Kavya looking strong

8:01 PM: Prime time! For some reason, each year ABC feels compelled to replace the morning round host – the very competent Chris McKendry – with Tom Bergeron for the evening session. I’m almost 100% certain that viewers aren’t tuning in to this event because of Bergeron’s star power - and somehow, having the “Funniest Home Videos” guy as master of ceremonies just reinforces the idea that good spellers are all nerds. Or maybe I’m just overly sensitive about this. At least they’ve kept Erin Andrews around for the sex appeal factor.

8:03: I often make hockey analogies during these Bee recaps, because the NSB usually takes place during the Stanley Cup finals, and because it often involves some US/Canada drama (or at least, it did, back when Canada used to be good at spelling). Hockey players are known for being freaks about superstition, and one of the highest commandments is that you NEVER touch the Stanley Cup unless you have won it. It’s disrespectful to the hockey gods, and it brings terrible karma upon your team.

I’m reminded of this during the opening montage featuring each kid holding the NSB trophy while he or she is introduced. There’s only one of the 11 finalists who sits next to the statue without touching it: Kavya Shivashankar. File this point away for future reference.


Neetu celebrates

8:25: Every year there seems to be one kid in the finals whose excitement and enthusiasm are contagious; this year, that kid is 13-year-old Neetu Chandak. After spelling ophelimity (economic satisfaction) correctly, she beams and pumps her arms and acts like the happiest kid in the world. Especially in comparison to the kids who gnash their teeth or cower behind their placards between rounds, it’s very delightful to watch.


Kennyi having some fun

8:30: We’re off to a fairly gentle start: Ten out of eleven contestants spell their Round 7 word correctly, Dr Bailly keeps bringing down the house with one-liner sentences, and Kennyi Aouad has won the crowd’s hearts by wearing a pair of fake glasses onstage in honor of Dr Bailly. Good times all around – it almost makes you forget that the night will end in heartbreak for all but one of these kids …

Sidharth struggling

8:53:
… and the hammer falls suddenly: To most observers, the biggest challenge to Kavya winning this year’s title would be Sidharth Chand, who was runner-up in last year’s Bee. So it’s the biggest shock of the evening when Sidharth stumbles over apodyterium (a dressing room in an ancient Greek gymnasium) in Round 8 - and just like that, the path to victory seems a whole lot clearer for Kavya.

For the record, here’s an interesting NSB fact: no runner-up has ever won the Bee the following year. It’s like how the losing Super Bowl team never makes it back to the championship game, only this streak goes back twice as many years. There has to be some sociological hypothesis to draw from this – we need to get Malcolm Gladwell on the case.

8:54: Immediately after Sidharth gets taken out, happy-go-lucky Neetu gets bounced by derriengue (a paralytic disease affecting livestock). Upbeat to the end, she says “Ding!” to the judge before hearing the bell that seals her fate.

This Bee has gotten a whole lot meaner. Seven spellers remain at the end of Round 8.

9:04: Kavya’s now the clear favorite to win, but she’s going to have to earn it: every speller gets their Round 9 word correct. From this point on, every word is a battle.

9:07: Kyle Mou (right) has been the most soft-spoken contestant of the evening, and he looks to weigh about 70 pounds dripping wet - but he’s carrying a big stick thus far at the Bee. He’s also very familiar with words of French origin: in successive rounds, he nails avoirdupois (a unit of weight), plaidoyer (a plea made in court), and oeillade (a coquettish glance).

9:35: Unbelievable! All seven spellers sail through Round 10 as well. These aren’t sissy words, either: if you tell me you’ve ever heard of cretonne (an unglazed linen fabric), xebec (a Mediterranean sailing ship), or huisache (a thorny shrub), I’ll call you a liar.

9:51: That’s more like it: three spellers are finally eliminated in Round 11, and we’ve got our final four. Although the pressure is mounting, Kavya hasn’t blinked - she breezes through ecossaise (a lively dance tune) to make it to round 12.

9:58: Kyle Mou’s French karma runs out, as he runs into the “Greek to Latin to International Scientific to English combining form” schizaffin (slender and slight), and we’re down to three.

The stage gets lonlier

10:06: No one’s giving an inch: All three spellers nail their Round 13 words. Since we’ve officially gone over the allotted time, Tom Bergeron reassures us that we’ll still get to see the scheduled re-run of Gray’s Anatomy in its entirety. Good to know.

10:15: Just like that, the door opens: In Round 14, Aishwarya Pastapur misses menhir (a prehistoric monolith), and Tim Ruiter misses Maecenas (a generous benefactor), while Kavya coolly knocks out phoresy (a non-parasitic relationship between animals for transportation). She’s at the crest of the mountaintop – one more word will get her there.

10:16: Kavya’s a fantastic speller, but a terrible poker player: As soon as she hears the word Laodicean (indifferent in religion or politics), a small but very noticeable grin forms on Kavya’s face. She asks a couple of questions as a matter of formality, and to gain her composure before spelling the word correctly to win the championship.

10:17: Almost before she even finishes the word, Kavya’s dad leaps from his chair and rushes over to hug his daughter. The CEO of the Scripps Company comes over to congratulate her, and then – finally – Kavya takes hold of the trophy she’s pursued for four long years. It’s hers now, to visit relatives with, to take to parties, or to guzzle champagne from (oops, sorry – I’m thinking of hockey players again).

For any of us on the outside, it’s impossible to know the dedication these kids possess from day to day, month to month, and year after year in hopes of having a moment like this on the NSB stage. (On a related note: how come nobody has thought to create an extended-run reality TV show about these spellers? I’m almost positive that people would watch this.) What’s obvious, though, is how much they enjoy the practice, the camaraderie of their peers, and the competition of the Bee itself. Only one kid takes home the trophy, but everyone is better for having taken part.

If those aspects sound similar to ultras or triathlons, that’s probably not a coincidence – and maybe that’s why I like this event so much.


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