As the gun went off that is when I tell what happens but like that the notes say I was impatient. Two people one that is a good friend and one that means the world to me told me that I have take it easy or I will never make it. This is the first time I listened, when you get suggestions from someone that has run a 100 mile race you make sure listen. Also when you get the same instructions from someone that knows you better than you know yourself you listen. The first 6 mile loop was tough, I was going a lot slower than I wanted and often got caught behind a group of people on very narrow trails. In the long run this helped a lot.
For the second loop I had my Gatorade and food set for every three miles, I also planned on walking the very steep sections and running the rest. It was on this lap that I began to pass a lot of people. The bad news is that I didn't know if these people were running the 20k or the 30k. As I hit the ten mile mark I stopped seeing people and this messed with mentally for the rest of the race. The second lap was amazing I felt like I blinked and was back at the start finish. As I reached the line I grabbed a handful of pretzels, filled my Gatorade and made sure I had enough almond butter to finish strong.
For the third lap I would try the same strategy as the second lap. As I hit the first steep section I found out that my body was starting to get worn down. The climb hurt and my muscles ached, I knew the next five miles would be very interesting. I was moving along just fine until I hit the second to last big climb, my legs locked up and for the last three miles I would be walking and running while looking like someone that had ridden a horse for 24hrs straight. I was bow legged and at times dragging my right leg to keep moving. I also tripped and fell twice in this time, when this happened I just laid on the ground laughing at myself for a few seconds. It sounds odd but this is what I wanted. I wanted to push myself to this point and see what I had, could I finish or would I be a baby and quit?? I kept going, as the great Stephen England says "I can't quit diabetes so why would I ever quit a race" As I got to the top of the last climb the adrenaline kicked in and I was able to run to the finish, well not really run, my inner thighs cramped up and I would finish the final 100 yards bow legged and slowly collapse at the finish. It was amusing and I was fine after a few minutes but I haven't felt like pain like that in a long time.
After the race I was back to normal and my normal smiling and silly self. Did I do all that I could to prepare for this race, no. I could have done more and under estimated the difficulty of this race. With that said I will be running a 50k in the Spring. My training begins tomorrow for the 50k. I ran well yesterday but can and will do better. 9th out 18 runners isn't bad but I want to be in the top 5!!! A special thank you to the best caregiver ever for waking up so early and being with me for the entire day. You got me through the toughest parts of the race when I thought about giving up!!