|Birds of a feather...|
The day started off like this:
Rainy, cold, blah. It didn't look good for the day, as rain showers were predicted all day (mixed in with snow that never came). We all took turns ducking in and out of cars, keeping warm and getting ready for the day.
As the time to run got closer, we all piled out, snapped a few picts at the start line.
|Getting ready to run|
|The fashionistas in the group-- Keith matching his trail shoes to his compression socks, Jane matching her pink trail shoes to her kinesio tape.|
Now, it may not seem that bad, but see that hill/mountain/mesa (not sure what to call it) directly ahead? Well, we were about to run UP it. (No lie.) And while the scenery looks beautiful, keep in mind it was raining and we were running through this.
What I guess I am getting at, is that even though the picts look awesome, it felt more like this.
|Actual picture of starting the first climb|
After the first aid station (5.5ish miles), I started making friends. Kemp came up next to me- he was from the RMTC and we chatted for a bit before he took off. I fell into step with a silent man (who I later learned was Fred). He was awesome to run alongside and really helped me find a steady pace. Turns out he was from Moab, so I trusted he knew what he was doing. Mile 8ish, ended up with Kemp and Fred again, together, and Steve took off.
Somewhere around 10 miles we ended up right above the start line.
|View from below|
|View from above-- those itty bitty dots are our cars|
I was really glad I was feeling good at this point cuz I did a little mental check of myself. I was standing there looking up, up, up and then I looked back at Kemp and just said, "I signed up for 55 miles of this in May!!!" (referring to Comrades-- my real goal). And when I said it, I couldn't stop grinning. I was so happy. I don't even know why. Kemp probably thought I was delirious or being facetious, but I wasn't. The climbing and the challenge of this run just juiced me up for my training for Comrades. I think that I knew the next time I would be racing something like this I would be much more prepared and that this is more of a checkpoint of where I was and let me get an indication of what I needed to do to be where I wanted to be in 3 months time.
|Kemp and I leaving aid station 4-- about 22 miles or so.|
|Top of one of the mesa-type things out there. You can't tell, but the wind was about to blow me over.|
|Running over miles of slick rock. Hard and Ow! Those little dots are people.|
|Only pict I took from the last 5 miles. It was sooo nice to be off the rock.|
It was great to see Shawn, Andrea and Steve there. I quickly changed and then got to see the rest of the crew finish!
|Jewels, Nancy and I enjoying our meals-- don't they look delicious?|
|Happy to be done!|