As often happens in my life, or in life of many adults, and as a reminder of my past from 5 years ago, I almost didn't go the night before, frantically trying to cancel the tickets. But I decided against succumbing to the crap that happens and to carry on. I needed time away from burdens of raising teenagers and to sort through some thoughts.
|Sunrise over the camp. Photo credit Jim Bruening|
|Double-Rainbow at the start! Photo credit of Sam Collier via Paul "Sweatpants" Lindauer|
The first aid station came a couple minutes sooner, and Jared-the RD there offered me a beer. I am not a beer drinker, and only once had accepted a shot of vodka from Craig Thornley in a race, but somehow it seemed fun at the time, and I obliged, and he snapped a picture, and a sneaked another sip - it actually tasted good and it was COLD!
|Michelob AS, photo credit Jared Campbell|
Off I went, let some runners pass me, in anticipation of a pure cross-country straight-up 40min-mile climb. And there it was. And it wasn't bad at all. First pitch, a knife-ridge pile of rocks, a second pitch, and it's over. Wow, that was fast...