I left Friday afternoon to make the drive to Anacortes and catch the ferry to Orcas. While on Orcas I (along with many other runners) stayed in the bunkhouses at Camp Moran. Friday evening brought with it socializing and some wine drinking to prepare for Saturday.
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| Pre-race wine |
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| Post-race beer |
Saturday Morning: I woke-up early to eat something and prepare for the race. I opted for the early start to ensure that I was done in time catch the evening ferry. Going into the race this was my only goal, finish in a time that would allow me to be on the Saturday ferry home. Not very ambitions, but a goal none the less.
Below is a look at my thought process as I progressed through the race:
- Mile 1-6 - tired, legs tight. Why am I doing this again? Maybe I should just drop...
- Mile 7-10 - okay, I can do this
- Mile 10 - what the HELL is that?!?! (see elevation profile) Thoughts of sitting on the side of the trail and moping.
- Mile 12-29 - happy, enjoying myself. This is why I run.
- ~Mile 30-finish: the longest 2 miles of my life... Seriously, they just kept going.
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| Cascade Lake |
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| Powerline trail. This picture does not do justice to how steep it was. |
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| Almost to the top of Mt. Constitution. If it had been clear you would see the mountains. |
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| Trail |
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| New friends! Olympia Trail runners Julie and Dave. |
Time: 7:46:06
Pace: 15:01
Elevation: ~8000'
Aftermath: 3 toenails ready to fall off
Unfortunately Matt wasn't able to come along, he is still in pretty rough shape...
1 comment:
Great job! Have you signed up for a 100 miler yet?
I read a book once about adventure racers that would pull out their pinky toenails before a big race because they were just going to fall out anyway. I never could decide whether that was craziness or dedication.
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