Epic Fail

(Insert TMI- men please navigate away from this page)

In short, it wasn’t my day.
Friday night hit me with a massive and painful urinary tract infection. Saturday, 2 hours into the race, I started my period. I stopped in the bathroom after every other loop. 4 hours into the race, I started to feel the most weakening pain I’ve ever felt. It was awful from the get-go. My right leg locked up into a terrible grip, and it didn’t release- ever- no matter what I tried. OH BELIEVE ME, I ran through it- hard and fast. Tried to ignore it, got 3 separate deep massages, kept fueling perfectly, but only pulled out a total of maybe 14-15 painful hours, and only hit maybe 78miles. To sum it up: It sucked.

I literally cannot move my legs today. Did I do something awful continuing to push to almost 80 when I noticed the pain? Yeah of course. But that’s what I do. I’m stupid like that! Piriformis? Broken or dislocated bone? Whatever it is – its totally destroyed. Daniel is having to pick me up and carry me everywhere. Physical therapy may be in order, as I’m literally screaming every time I attempt to move. I can’t bear weight on my right side. If you know me well, you know it takes a lot for me to quit. And for once, I actually decided to quit.

SO. What happened? Where did this bad race come from?

It was just not His plan for me. I did everything RIGHT. I fueled right, ran right, trained right, rested right, paced smart, raced hard. Didn’t skip a beat. And I knew it was up to God to take care of the rest if He wanted to. And in the end, He didn’t want to.

So what did I learn ?

It’s a big one…

That was my last ultra race.

I knew that the moment I crossed the line on my last lap. I felt it, and it felt right. Maybe not forever. But- for awhile.

I know, you probably think I’m swearing them off because I can’t walk right now.

Actually, no. That’s not it.

It’s just time to move on..

As a side note –

I DO enjoy the people. That’s the only thing that was fun about today. I ran with so many of my good friends:
I got to have a long heart to heart with Ray K, run a few laps catching up with Bruce, Joe (early on when I had speed on my side!), sweet Beth, super funny Ami, and of course my all time favorite person in the world -Daniel. I also got to catch up with Naresh, who I met at my first ultra, and Kena one of my favorite runners around. All of the volunteers were superb, as they always are at ultra events… Bending over backward to cater to the runners. It was great to see everyone and socialize for a change.

So why quit if there’s still some fun?
It’s kinda deep. (duh, it always is)

..Because God’s not in it for me.
I’m positive now.
It has nothing to do with quitting. It’s something spiritual, something I’ve been praying about for some time.
I didn’t feel Him with me at all during this race. I wanted to so bad, but it just didn’t happen. I prayed the whole time, but I didn’t feel His guidance and blessing and strength that I usually feel. And that’s not something I’m willing to live without. If I don’t feel His presence in something important in my life, I leave it alone.

I’m done wasting time on things that I know God wants me to get rid of. I’m not even sure why He even wants me to get rid of it right now- but He does. I feel it in my gut. And thankfully, I’m fine with that. I can let it go. So I will. My relationship with Jesus Christ is THAT real and THAT meaningful to me. I’ll never let anything hinder it. It’s not just some religious game for me. It’s just a perfect God, a messed up me and a lifelong learning process to make me a better person to please Him. When it’s time for God to work on me- I feel it.. & right now I more than feel it.. I know it. So I’m gonna surrender what I feel like I need to, for Him to carve me into that person I’m meant to be. Simple as that.

(PSALM 127:1a Unless the Lord builds a house, the builders labor in vain.)

I don’t think I’m a terrible athlete. Nope. & Maybe I’ll come back to the sport one day to compete. I’ll definitely continue to run my own ultras! I seem to enjoy those long lonely runs much more anyway.. They’re beneficial to my growth.

We’ll see what happens in the future.

Until then,

Bye for now! 🙂

Taper Things That SUCK.

I know. I keep talking about tapering. Whatev!

I go back and forth between hating a taper, and loving a taper. Right now, I HATE the taper.

1.) PHANTOM PAINS: Sorry Beth McCurdy for constantly bringing up the fact that I’m having random pains in our conversations. I know it’s probably annoying you.. why? BECAUSE ITS ANNOYING ME THAT I KEEP BRINGING IT UP, TOO. Dang. Phantom pains are random spurts of pain in random places that you’ve never had act up before- and they come on during rest. For me it’s been my right big toe, and my IT Band.. random. I haven’t had pain since I started back training from Clinch! So I did a little digging to try to figure out exactly what this madness is, and from what I can gather, it’s normal! Apparently the muscles take advantage of the rare rest period to repair micro damages from training. My first instinct was to “run it out” like I do everything else, but Daniel (and Beth…sorry again, Beth) talked some sense into me. I guess I’ll just “run it out” Saturday..for 24 hours… Delicious.

2.) PARANOIA, WORRYING, MOOD SWINGS (they’re all the same to me): “I think I’m paranooooidd!!!” good song! anyway… Paranoia is probably next on my Suck List. I think it’s in cahoots with reason number 1, too. Because I’m all freakin out thinking I have some type of running disease, and I can’t shake the obsessive worrying about it! Random things like that are plaguing me this week. I obsess over things I typically would never worry about! Now that I think about it , it’s during a taper when I realize just how much running really levels me out… scary thought too….I think about life before running and I start to feel really sorry for Daniel being married to nonrunner Ashley. Poor guy….. GEEZ… SEE?! I CAN’T STOP! I’m a mess. Oh yeah, the point is that I’m not ME during a taper. So I dug into this one too, and of course I already knew the answer: We experience mood swings, feelings of paranoia, and worrying in a taper due to our lack of running related endorphin, energy, and stress release. Duh. Any mom who runs can vouch on that one. Just ask the kids, “Mommy is being mean, she needs to run!” We know guys…we know…trust us.

3.) 2ND GUESSING: (Okay, I’ve really got to listen to myself on this one.) When we truly train for something, give it 110%, and set realistic expectations based on our training, there is really no reason to listen to the tiny devil doubter on the shoulder. Ugh he has been pestering me all week. I start thinking things like, “What if I didn’t train good enough?” (PULEASE.) My guess is the lack of confidence boosting workouts does a number on the brain. When I’m just sitting around carb loading and resting, it’s easy to think I’m really just eating crap and NOT working hard.. annnd then I feel like a major loser. NOT COOL. To remedy this, I’ve done some light boxing the past couple of days and a few tabatas to keep me hungry. It helps a bit, but it’s not running.

4.) BUYING RANDOM LAST MINUTE GEAR I NEVER TRAINED WITH: I always do this! Why? I don’t know. I think during my training, I’ll tell myself I need to buy “this or that” for my next race. But then, I’ll always wait until the day before a race to get it. It’s so lame. Daniel always laughs at me for this. He’s like “Why do you think [insert product] will make you run better?” — “IT JUST WILL! OKAY?!” Ha. For instance, I’ll run 50, 60 miles holding an ipod.. then come race day I’ll go to the store to buy an armband for it……. I know…. I’m an idiot. I rarely NEED or USE whatever it I buy, so its just money wasted. It’s no secret that we all want to perform our best during a race, and maybe we buy things that we think will help us do just that?… Not that they will, but we don’t care. I say WE because I know I’m not the only one! My friends do it too! Whether it’s new shoes, medicines, fuel, clothes, herbal supplements—- we always grab something right before a race! But we rarely grab it right before long training runs! Daniel always just rolls with it, but I know it annoys the heck out of him.. He’s thinkin, “WOMAN, PLEASE.”

5.) NOT RUNNING GIVES ME TIME TO NOTICE OTHER THINGS I SUCK AT IN LIFE: Like really, come on… is my house THAT bad? Yeah. Apparently it is… But I never notice it until a taper. I guess it’s not my fault though, because God didn’t give me the super cleaning lady gift, only the endurance gift. (Not Cool, Bro!) And due to reason 2, I start to bash myself on how awful I am at everything else in my life, and I feel less than happy. I will say, however, that the extra energy and time does allow for some fixing of things. But if you’re cool like me, you’ll get a little too into your OTHER STUFF (mine=cleaning) and injure yourself. [yes I injured myself cleaning: I actually sliced my thumb open during this taper while trying to get wax off the living room table with an exacto knife! It plunged right into my left thumb instead of the wax… 5 stitches… Exquisite.]

SO. I’m almost done with this week of eating, head banging to pump-me-up metal music, and NOT running. Pretty soon I can get back to eating, running, and NOT head banging [as much]. Maybe I’ll even have an emotionally charged rambling race recap from Hinson Lake [if [IF] I actually make it out alive.. key word IF, here.]

Taper Time- I’m Ready!

I spent 18 weeks training my heart out with ONE thing and ONE THING ONLY- in front & center of my mind- RACING HARD THIS FALL, & more specifically, racing hard at Hinson.

& Hinson Lake 24 hour starts in just a few days!

MANNNN AM I PUMPED!!!! I’m so ready to race. SO READY! I’m 200% confident in my physical and mental training. I’ve never felt more prepared for anything. It’s a good feeling, especially for someone like me, who lives life on the fly, just figuring things out as I go. I should prepare for things more often, ha!

This week is awesome, as I’m just hitting short fast runs, and listening to nothing but rage music. I’m getting a little too crunk probably. I was at a stop light earlier, screaming my heart out to Linkin Park, when I noticed the dude beside me gawking at me like I was crazy….Yeah, apparently I forgot the windows were down.Annnd his were down too. DANG!

HA, so anywho, while we’re counting down the days, Beth McCurdy (who also plans to destroy Hinson), and I keep texting and emailing each other, getting all excited. She sent me something yesterday along the lines of ”Don’t mess with a woman who runs 26.2 miles for fun” in which I replied, “and especially don’t mess with a woman who runs 100 miles for fun.” Hilarious! It’s been fun training with Beth for Hinson. It’s a special bond we have, that we can run for a full day, and dig deep into conversations of 100 mile race strategy like its a normal conversation. Good times.

I love tapering. Its like the calm before the storm. & storms are fun.. all of the anticipation, the fear of the unknown. “Oh my gosh, is that tornado coming our way going to take out our little piece of crap house???” Yeah, THAT adrenaline- I crave it. I LOVE it! And I get it right before a super long race. Wish I could gather it all together and put it in a little jar, all for me to keep.

Yeah, so can you tell I’m excited to race Hinson Lake?!

Eat. Sleep. Breath. Run. …… no, seriously….

:)

LETTING IT ALL OUT.

Grind time.
Eat. Sleep. Breath.:running

ILL FIND STRENGTH IN PAIN.

Here we go.

I can feel myself heating up with aggression and competition during my runs. Especially the fast ones. Trying so hard to hold back.

My guess, is it’s probably very entertaining to watch a hormonal & emotional wreck try to control herself.

Because I’m me- so of course I can’t help but release it.
Good. Bad. Ugly.
…As usual.

Oh well, I’d rather be a REAL failure than a perfect FAKE.. That’s for sure.

But the One that really matters.. The One it’s all for- He doesn’t laugh. He doesn’t judge. He just loves. He accepts.

& I’m glad.

The truth is:
I’m fueled by so much right now. And running solely off passion and emotion, it’s hard to stop it all from flowing out right onto the trail.

Every thing is all stored up inside, and I literally RUN OFF of it.

Who needs gels…

Every little backhanded comment, every piece of verbal abuse, each stupid lie, deadly drug, every toxic drink… every loss, false hope, and bashed dream- all of it. Anything that has ever littered my short 24 years of existence.

I’m letting it all out.

& It’s all leaving through my feet.

And all I’ve gotta say now:

TRY AND STOP IT.

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Beth McCurdy’s Birthday Ultra

Beth's Silver Comet Bday UltraNasty feet(Me implying that Heather is a beast)Hollllaaaaaa!Birthday girl ran 42miles.Beth crankin out some fast miles..

Ah, nothing like a long ultra training run.

So, Beth texted me a few weeks ago and said, “Want to run 42 miles with me on silver comet to celebrate my 42 birthday? Good training for Hinson.” I think it took me like, I don’t know, maybe a millisecond to respond with, “I’ll be there. Sounds fun.”…I swear that’s a totally normal text convo for us.

I never think… I just do. Seems to be good for making running commitments…?
Yeah…. but anyways…
Beth wanted to start at 6:30a, and the trail is about 1.5hrs from my house. I needed extra mileage, so I asked my other psycho runner friend Beth Presten to meet me on the trail at 5. (ughhhhh 3 am alarms suck!)
We got in a fast 15 before I caught beth a few miles into her run, accompanied by a few friends: Desiree, Sean, Heather & apparently J-rog had been there at some point! (sorry I missed ya, Jason!) I’m typically not down for group running, but today it didn’t bother me at all. Eventually it ended up with me, beth, heather, and beast runner Jameelah torturing the trails.

Let me tell u a little about jameelah- this mom of 6 was out on the trail this am even before me-working towards a 100k- but the kicker? WITHOUT FOOD AND WATER…. girl is sick & has my complete respect.

I thought I was being a little hardcore running over 50 on a high mileage week with only 6 gels and some water…. Nah… Jameelah made me look like a wimp! I love you jameelah.. You’re so intense!

Soo despite the (not too bad for Georgia) heat, and annoyingly flat pavement.. We hit around 9:30’s for the majority of the run.
It was a blast seeing Heather (a new ultrarunner) tackle her farthest run yet with minimal fuel. Keep an eye out for that girl at some races coming up. She’s gonna win some, I know it.

Beth never ceases to amaze me with her pure discilpline towards achieving her goals. It was really bad out there for most of the day & we didn’t have water for several mile stretches at a time. Beth just kept pushing. What a woman- running like that for a birthday present to herself.. My kinda present. Pain. Lol!
Also vikena and george made a surprise visit bearing gifts of water!!!!! Is vikena a for real saint? Just wondering? She’s so selfless and always looking out for her fellow runners. Thanks kena.

Fun to see some friends & get in some painful pavement running. My knees hurt- I think they only function on mountains and trails or something… Again… I feel like a pansy. No soreness or anything though, I thought the mountain sprints with Brooklyn on my back fri and my fast 17 yesterday would have screwed me up a little, but I felt just fine. Thankful for that.

So all of that to say- today was good!! Fun! My zensah sleeves saved my life (err shins) again.

Happy birthday, beth! You’re a superstar athlete & a huge inspiration to me, always. Thanks for inviting me out on your crazy birthday run. 🙂

Meet The Naysayers

If you have ever attempted to run and maintain very high weekly mileage, set a huge running goal, or maybe tried anything & failed- but dusted off for another go…then this is for you! 😉

Ever encountered The Naysayer Family?

You’ve got Mrs. Naysayer, aka mom, constantly reminding you of how worried she is of your (so-called) “addiction” to running. She thinks you’re obsessed and malnourished. She doesn’t understand why in the world you would do something silly like RUN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT IN THE WOODS.. Who does that!!!? Well you do!….And mom Naysayer thinks you’re nuts and refuses to encourage your efforts.

There’s the little sister, Jade Naysayer, who actually runs quite bit. But she isn’t “obsessed” like you. She would never dare train as hard or as often as you, of course, because that would just be messed up. Maybe because Jade doesn’t want to or care to.. But either way- Jade is a tad angry of her lack of discipline and motivation to try anything harder. She stabs you with her friendly questions of, “What does your husband think about you running so often?” and “When do you spend time with your kids?” …..(grr!) its obvious that she subconsciously [or totally intentionally] decides to try to make you feel bad about your efforts. Jade secretly wishes for your failure, too. You can tell, because she’s just a little too happy to hear about a DNF. “Frenemy”,… anyone? Jade steps up to that plate!

Can’t forget Papa Naysayer.. Dude seriously doubts your efforts and doesn’t hold back saying so. He thinks you’re a weird fitness freak and wonders why you never join him for fried chicken every Sunday. He loves ya regardless, but just don’t mention the R Word around him because then he might treat you like his red headed step child.

Ahh…but the WORST Naysayer of all? That’s Big Brother Naysayer.
Big Bro is your blood… a fellow ultrarunner.. and someone you have always confided in about your goals, hopes, and dreams. He knows you’re crazy! But, he’s seen you train hard and push past limits. He knows the odds aren’t against you…
But he hears others doubting you, and he caves — big bro joins in to throw a log on your huge fire of doubters! Dang. He cuts you pretty freakin deep with a backhanded comment or two. Maybe even nothing he meant to say!? Ah, but he said it..didn’t he. And you now know how he REALLY feels about your crazy training and goals. Ouch, bro.

No matter which one slams you the hardest on any given day– they all cut you deep enough that you start to doubt yourself… start to think that maybe you are a little crazy? They’re all right.. Aren’t they? If someone -JUST LIKE YOU- thinks your head isn’t screwed on just right.. Maybe it’s time to find a doctor???

Yikes…!!!

But then you realize something you knew all along: You don’t need to listen to what anyone else says about you, or to you, because–
You are the same old you!
Good, bad and ugly, you know exactly who you are.

YOU are determined to learn things the hard way. I mean, really if you’ve come this far into the school of hard knocks- may as well find out what the dang lesson is this time!
YOU are the person that won’t even join a freakin running club or membership of any sort – simply because you don’t like knowing that the someone who invited you to it won you over! You are definitely that messed up in the head! Just be a normal runner! Geez..
YOU are so stubbornly competitive, disgustingly so, even. Enough to where you don’t like other recreational runners to pass you while doing loops at the local park (who cares if you’re on your 10th 3 mile loop?!!!!)

But wait….

Yeah you’re strange, but does that have anything to do with your ability to achieve your dreams? Or maybe, just maybe.. Does it help?!

YOU have succeeded at the impossible when everyone else [literally] had money on you to fail.
YOU “never know when to quit”- like Naysayer mom always said – but that’s not totally a bad thing, right?
YOU have NEVER been who ANYONE wants you to be or expects you to be. And that makes you, YOU.
YOU actually thoroughly enjoy running for hours on end in the dark.. because it makes you feel fun and free like a little kid.
(How many people can actually agree with the above statement?!)
YOU have your priorities in line!!! Your family comes first, always. Before running, before anything! You know you’re not hurting anybody with your crazy mileage. So why quit?
YOU are a freakin fighter. You’ve been to Hell, and back again, so many times in your life. Why change anything that’s worked for you before, simply because no one understands it.

So it’s settled then.. You’re gonna ignore those lame Naysayers and fight to your finish.. Just like you always do!

You’re not an amazing runner, no. But you’ve got HUGE goals and Everest size dreams in your little running world. Your heart is totally and completely 100 percent devoted & that’s all that matters for now.

YOU WILL GO FOR IT.
YOU WILL KEEP TRAINING HARD.

Regardless of what anyone else thinks, says or does. You’re going to continue running all of those “senseless junk miles” (because you KNOW what works for YOU!)

DUH, The Naysayers think you’re quite a big, ridiculous, no-good, crazy running mess.

But do you really care what they think?

Nah…

Because if you did care, you’d be just like everyone else!

And what have we learned here?

Everyone else is NOT YOU.

…..Time for a long run….

You gotta wonder- why DID the chicken cross the road?

What the heck was over there? Did he not realize he could get pulverized by a freakin semi..?

Nah..he knew. You see the chicken had it all figured out.

The chicken knew that a key aspect in genuine happiness and contentment has got to be a disciplined life- a life riddled with pain, struggle, heart ache, disappointment, failure…but only because that’s just a SMALL part of it.
& not the whole thing.

We’re just like that chicken.

Because we fight our way to the light at the end of that deep dark tunnel. We risk the “what ifs” and “I might not make its”. By doing so, we gain more than we ever could have imagined when we get to the end of that struggle— accomplishment, success, understanding..Which is certainly feelings that every human being (and maybe chicken) yearns for.. strives for.. craves.

So we run across the road-

Do we want to get to the other side, and know what’s there?

Sure..

But we realize something on our way over…

And maybe this realization is exactly why we all fall so deeply in love with running ultras?

Maybe this is why we all put up with the endless hours of mind-numbing relentless forward motion. Hours of torture, stress, and feelings of self defeat- all falling in heaps on our plates.. Just to keep going to the other side.
Because when we look back after we do cross that road- or maybe finish line- we know how awful the hours leading up to it were. We know that we had to stay disciplined. We had to stay tough. We had to grit our teeth, put our heads down, and just fight our way to the finish- simply because we wanted to accomplish something come hell or high water. To prove to ourselves that we could.
And maybe that journey reminds us of life, and how things really work in the grand scheme of things. We gotta work our butts off for what we want and need in life::: no matter how agonizingly tough it is. We know if it’s worth fighting for, we’ll fight…. We mimic these moments during those long awful runs.
And when we dig deep within ourselves and REALLY push, we open our eyes to these thoughts & explore the endless ties ultrarunning has to our lives.
& We can’t ignore the metaphors.
It’s more than just running and playing in the woods. It always is. Its gotta be. The parallels to life are infinite…and that’s probably why we keep doing it, keep pushing through the pain-inside and outside of running.
We persevere just to get to the other side!

But we know it’s not really about the other side…

Nope. The chicken knows..

..It’s the satisfaction of the long journey to get there.

Gosh I Iove ultrarunning.

5/30

“if I was a blade, I would shave you smooth.” love that song

This week is a low week, & strangely, I’m not looking forward to it. Since January, I haven’t done anything less than a 70 mile week. I find that when I get low in mileage, my mood greatly suffers aka everyone hates me! So a low week is not something I’m looking forward to. The intensity isn’t lowered at all this week, so that’s a positive I can be somewhat happy about. However, it’s hard to hammer your body when it’s supposed to be in rest mode. It’s a strange concept… One I’m supposed to be getting used to apparently. Also, I’m signed up to run Fort Clinch 100 benefitting The Endurance Trust on June 25. My training may take a turn, or it may not. I will have to get the input. I will definitely be RACING (as in against my own clock) versus just running it.. as I really need to destroy my body completely, and run it absolutely ragged. Looking forward to that awful pain.

Tues- 1.) 6mi bluegrass intervals 🙂
*music based fartlek. Easy pace until fiddle kicks in & switch up to 100% effort for the duration of it (You should feel lightheaded….& redneck.) majority of this was done on coosa- a steep mtn trail in north ga 2.) pack hiked majority of the day 3.) 30min recovery night run
Total -9mi running

Wednesday- 12mi trail, progressive. Increasing pace from easy start to 100% vo2 finish. Hit the technical hill repeat section of biking trail known as “monster mile” to drain out my legs (it worked).

Thursday- 16 miles on the toughest route around with 2 very fast girls. Trails and road. This one hurt pretty freaking bad.( I told beth I would take tmrw off so we can attack Saturday hard together, but I’ve gotta train my girls. Hopefully I can get more than 4 hours of sleep and maybe catch a nap! :))

Friday- 1.) stone mountain with kids in tow. I shouldn’t count this as a workout, because I didn’t break a sweat. It’s no longer even remotely hard to hike up with a 3 yr old on my back. However, I know I used my legs and it may or may not have any impact on my long run tmrw. 2.) 1 hr easy run without counting mileage.

Saturday- 30mi for speed-done in 4:10. Splits were in the 8’s first 15mi, 7s & 6s 15-25mi, last 5 high 8s and a few rogue 7s.
I couldn’t sleep a wink before the 30. literally did not even sleep for one minute. My whole body was burning with restlessness and anxiety. Sucked. I tossed and turned like crazy and finally decided to screw it & take it to the streets, logged a few miles.. not sure how many & did a workout. Thx bethP for meeting me for the first 20!

Sunday- 5mi recovery & vacation running coming up over the next few days. Heat training -yes.

So my off week was over 70miles packed into Monday- Saturday. Felt good and bad all at once .

But..you know..I’ll never get too sick of the pain. It’s a twisted sort of crazy & fierce love. So I’ll smile, and keep going. Always. 🙂

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SBER 100 vid

Sean Blanton’s video of SBER(DRTE)100.^

Daniel, Sean, and myself had an amazing adventure in the mountains of Santa Barbara California. The 100 mile race was crazy, fun, & incredibly beautiful!!!! I have dreams about the views at night sometimes!

(visit my flickr page & SBER 100 set for all the photos! There should be a link to the left up there somewhere.)

The pain..err run.. itself was epic to say the least.

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My toe was severely destroyed halfway through the race thanks to a crappy choice of shoes, and my 24 hour pace turned into a stubborn death march of chronic pain…BUT.. I finished thanks to Dan screaming at me to shut up and keep moving! 😉 And also, I got lost somehow and tacked on an extra few hours. I have good luck, ya know? I loved SBER and I’m DEFINITELY doing it again next year regardless of some glitches in the race. Hey it made it more of an adventure ya know? This year was awesome because it was like one big family going for a run together with only 20ish starters. We all got to know each other and enjoyed each others’ company for the weekend. But next year will probably be bigger, since Geoff Roes threw down an insanely fast time. My guess is people will want to come out and test it.. who knows? Either way would be fun.The scenery makes this race worth every penny.

This was just a recap, but I’ll add details later. Visit http://www.sber.co for info on Robert Gilcrests’ race.

check out Sean’s site runbum for more interesting videos and race reports from Sean’s adventures around the globe.

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