When something bad happens, you have three choices: let it define you, let it destroy you, or let it strengthen you.
The heart of the difference is not ability or even talent, but desire
The purpose of life is to discover and develop your gift. The meaning of life comes from sharing your gift with others. - David Viscott
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Still no report, some explanations and a few pictures to start.
Nevertheless, it is an event I had been dreaming of for a year. I had made some mistakes early on, although I can't even blame myself - despite the fact I anticipated problems tied up with heat, I didn't quite expect them that bad and that soon. I gave all of what I had considering my personal circumstances and never stopped moving. In fact, most of the time I firmly believed I will come back to finish with a good kick (besides those times that I battled the idea of idiocy continuing this whole ordeal). I am not angry. I am mostly sad that this day turned out to be the way it was. I am very happy for all who had come to the high school track. I had never seen so many screwed up with pain and agony faces around pretty much from mile 15, and the walk of all of us at the last 10 miles was rather disturbing (and the same from one to another). Very few ran a good solid race, very few, and those who did - I command for exsecuting the plan and running tough. I am also very sad for not delivering a run my pacers came to help me with - trust me, I was no fun to be around once they joined me. I don't like to be no fun. Nor do I like to have no fun from mile 10 in a 100 mile race. I understand "peaks and valleys", don't take me wrong. I just need some more time to think about the whole thing.
I feel perfectly fine today, not a single sore muscle, what states that my physical condition was best I ever had. I ran fever all Monday and for the first time took a day off after the race - that states how deep my heat exhaustion was. My mental status is back to normal and I am not trying to stop ultrarunning anymore:) So all is good, not to worry. Untill later - enjoy some pictures.
Medical at check-in. Photo curtesy of Maura Schwartz.
Dirt Diva Catra. Photo curtesy of Bob "The Beast"
Scott Jurek and I at the weigh-in. Photo curtesy of Bob "The Beast"
Top 10 from last year - and no, it wasn't me circling, it was Rick:) Photo curtesy of Rick Gaston.
Michigan Bluff, mile 55. Not sure where the photo came from, got it from Angie.
Brian Morrison at the finish - a big controversy, but in my books Brian gave this race all he had and Scott did nothing wrong. DQing was the only right decision by board, yet Scott's help saved Brian's life. What's more important? Photo curtesy of Luis Escobar.