Wild Duluth 100k
Training Recap
After Ice Age, I
couldn’t quite pinpoint a fall race that sparked my interest. After leafing through Running Times one day,
I saw a section on scenic trail races and they highlighted the half marathon at
Wild Duluth – I saw they had a 50k and 100k option so I quickly looked up the
race and I was sold. I was looking for a
challenge and a 100k seemed like it was the next logical progression in the
ultra world plus I had never been up to Duluth before and I heard the Superior
Hiking trail was beautiful yet challenging.
I targeted my training towards this race, I started doing my Saturday
long runs on the trails out at Bullfrog with the Flatlander Ultra group, these
folks provided me with loads of encouragement and they’re all chock-full of
knowledge. I was hitting all my back to
back long runs on the trails and felt strong on most of them. I wasn’t digging the pavement though, my runs
during the week felt awkward and off, my body was having trouble adjusting –
luckily avoided the pavement for the most part by doing plenty of runs at Deer
Grove during the week and I also found several side trails at Busse that I ventured
off on regularly.
I hit 75 miles
during my last big week of training including back to back 22 & 23 mile
long runs. My taper was a bit off this
year because I did a Spartan race with Brady 3 weeks out so I wasn’t able to get
in any long runs that weekend. The
following weekend I was in the LA region for a technical conference and got in
a great trail run with my friend Jeff, this route had lots of elevation gain,
it gave me confidence for my race and was just a fun day – although the first 2
miles have over 2000 feet of elevation gain, my flatlander legs felt like jello
after running up that!!
Leading up to the
race, I was feeling strong and positive.
However, while I was in LA a jar fell on one of my toes. Great, 2 weeks before the race, I get a
busted toe. It was bleeding, bruised, swollen
and sore. I hobbled around the airport
all day and hobbled around the next day, I decided to give it a couple of days
rest and it ended up being just fine! Then the week of the race, I got a cold – I
was all sniffly and congested, just felt worn down. I tried to stay positive and not let the cold
get to me but I spent the day before the race just lying around my hotel room
feeling super tired and not all that great.
I tried to hydrate and fuel up,
sweet potato for lunch and sweet potato for dinner, then went to bed on the
early side.
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| Revised Course Elevation Profile - 7090 feet Movescount Elevation Data - 8,953 feet Strava Elevation Data - 10,351 feet |
Race Time!
The race had an
early start of 6:00 AM so we’d be starting in the dark. I woke up around 4:15, jumped in a hot shower
to wake up my nervous system and had some coffee and breakfast. We got to the race around 5:30 so I didn’t
have a lot of downtime before the start, less time to fret and get nervous. The forecast for the day was calling for a
high around 49 and sunny, seemed like perfect running weather although I was a
bit worried about getting chilled throughout the day since I would be out there
for so long!! I decided to go with
shorts, compression socks, a tank, short sleeves, arm warmers, gloves and
mittens – this was the perfect combination of gear! The good thing about wearing
a pack is that it’ll provide extra warmth when needed as well! During my two previous 50 milers I’ve had some
issues with keeping tabs on my nutrition and making sure I had everything I
needed whenever I wanted it, I decided that I wanted to be self-sufficient so
before the race I stuffed my pack with all the snacks I thought I’d need during
the race. I didn’t wanna leave any drop
bags so I filled up Brady’s backpack with everything I might need and he planned
to have it with him at all the aid stations.
Miles 0 to 3.1 (AS1 - N. 24th Ave. W TH)
The race
director went over last minute instructions then we all wandered over to the starting area, I found a
spot towards the front and we were off, our headlamps bobbing in the dark. We started on pavement for less than a mile
before climbing up the trail. I quickly
found myself among a pack of guys, we were going a decent pace and I reminded
myself to stay relaxed since there was still a very long ways to go! We hit the trail and began to ascend; the
lead pack took off running while the rest of us began power hiking. This was the first time I was running technical
trails in the dark and I soon realized that my lamp wasn’t quite bright enough,
I found myself watching the light of the person in front of me and
avoiding the shadows cast by those behind me. We reached
the first aid station and blew right by it; 3 miles seemed to go by quite
quickly!
Miles 3.1 (AS1) to 8.8 (AS2 - Highland/Getchell Rd. )
We continued along in the dark, pausing a few times at
the top of trail to look at the city illuminated in the darkness. A few times, our small
pack of runners
had to do a double take to make sure we were heading
the right way
since it was hard to see the markers even though they were reflective. We popped out on the road at one spot and
were looking around for a while trying to find which direction to go, a girl
passed us and said “you’re obviously not from around here, it’s this way”, I
quickly responded with “no, I’m from the Chicago area” as several of us
followed her down the road. We got back
on the trail and began to climb again, she was leading our pack and I thought
to myself, this climbing is a bit too slow for me but I stayed behind saving my
energy. My power hiking was feeling
incredibly strong in this section and I kinda felt like I was being held back
but decided to go with it since it was still early on in the race, might as
well be conservative. One of the guys
snuck passed and disappeared down the trail; I decided to make the same move shortly
thereafter. After that, I found myself
running with another guy, we chatted for a few miles about various races we had
done and our goals for the day. Right
before AS2, we made a wrong turn because the marking was a bit hard to follow;
we started down one path then second guessed ourselves and turned back to head
down another. While we were running down the
wrong path,
I could see the guy who had darted off earlier running down the road and I was like hey, we need to
get out there so we spun around and made our way into the aid station, luckily
this didn’t cost us too much time. I
was still feeling really good at this point and was in high spirits although I
realized with it being dark and me focusing so much on the trail, I had barely taken in any water and I had yet to have a snack. I stopped briefly at the aid station to pull
out some snacks and started eating a homemade energy bar packed with sunflower
seed butter, oatmeal, raisins and chocolate chips. As I headed off down the road, I hear my mom
yell, “there’s another girl right behind you”, I kinda waved her off
and kept going, I thought, dang now that girl
is gonna know I’m competitive!! I ate part of the bar then took half a gel to give my
energy levels an extra boost. My goal was to
take something small every 20 minutes, it was
1:45 into the race and I was already behind!
Miles 8.8 (AS2) to 13.7 (AS3 – Spirit Mountain)
I continued another mile or so with the same guy I was
running with earlier until I slowed down a bit to take off my headlamp and put
it in my pack. I was then running on my own. I was running
along enjoying the scenery, found myself smiling about how colorful the trees were and the next thing I know I was on the ground!! I had slipped on a wet wood plank covered in leaves; of course they had warned us that some of these might
be slippery!! I regrouped, my knee was
bleeding – this dang bloody knee, I swear every time I fall, I jack up my knee
– but otherwise I was ok. I took a few
steps and started running again, at this point I decided to take the rest of
that gel I had shoved in my pocket. I
reached the aid station and filled my bottle, I joked about someone
having to fill my bottle for me since I felt like a little kid wearing mittens and unable to do anything for myself.
Miles 13.7 (AS3) to 15.7 (AS4 - Magney-Snively TH)
Somewhere during this section, I started to feel really
rundown – it seemed like I was having a hard time breathing and my HR seemed
higher than it should be, it was like the pace was taking more effort than it
should. The
closest thing I could equate it to is the feeling of running at altitude!
All I could think about was this lousy cold and how it was dragging me
down. My head just felt like it was
pounding. I kept telling myself, its ok but
this is not my day and
that I needed to let Brady know that I was adjusting my goals – I just wanted
to run and enjoy it, take it all in. Rachel
a veteran ultrarunner who I’d been doing my long
runs with told me to breath deep every now and again and to remember how lucky we
are to do what we do, and she was right so I took a deep breath and looked
around, it was beautiful and calming and a smile came across my face, I was
definitely grateful to be out there. I saw Brady as I crossed this neat looking
bridge, he ran with me into the aid station and I told him that I wasn’t
feeling all that great – that my head just didn’t feel good and I was also
having some side stitches, plus my stomach just felt hollow and empty which was
a weird feeling to me. My initial idea
of eating the homemade energy bars and having Pocketfuel wasn’t working; they
were giving me side stitches so I turned to Hammer gels. I
filled up my bottles at the stop and started back down the trail. So far this
course has
had lots of elevation change and plenty of technical spots including jagged rocks and wooden planks to run over, wooden
stairs and rock steps. So far, it was much
more difficult than I expected and there was still plenty more
challenges to
come!! Up until
now, I was
playing leap frog with another girl. We
kept passing one another and taking over the lead. Leaving
this aid station,
I was still in the lead.
Miles 15.7 (AS4) to 20.0 (AS5 – Munger Trail)
This next section of the trail was crazy wicked as we
climbed up Ely’s Peak. The trail was
extremely rocky and we’re talking like big rocks, some of them I could barely
step up. At the top, you had to navigate
the trail based on blue blazes on the boulders and some of them were a bit hard to spot. Of course, I got off track and that girl
passed me again, saying the course is over this way.
I followed her down commenting that it was kinda confusing up there. The 50ker’s were coming back at us now and
everyone was super encouraging, we were
all telling each good job, keep it up, etc.
Heading back down the other side of the peak, wasn’t any easier than
coming up. I seriously had to watch my
footing, I didn’t wanna fall and slam my head on a rock. Plus it hard with people coming up the trail
too! I reached the aid station at mile
20 and saw the girl filling up her bottle.
Great, she wasn’t that far ahead of me.
Brady told me that even though I wasn’t feeling well, I needed to make
sure to stay on top of my nutrition and hydration, which reminded me, I needed to pop some electrolyte capsules
and get some calories in me. This was the last time I would see Brady and
my parents until the turnaround point at mile 31. The guy who has the course record told me that
Ely’s Peak was the most technical section of the course and that
the next part would be much easier, I was relieved to hear that!
Miles 20 (AS5) to 25.6 (AS6 – Grand Portage)
The
girl in black left the aid station before me but I wasn’t that far behind
her. I soon came across her on the side
of the trail searching through her bag, she asked me how I was feeling and I
said eh, not that great, mentioned that I had a cold and she said she was sick
too plus was having some stomach issues, so both of us were running at less
than a 100% and it we were both rookies when it came to the 100k distance. I passed her and wished her luck. These next 5 miles were not pretty for me, I
was feeling incredibly run down and sick, and my mental attitude was shot. I was running along and tripped on something
and fell to the ground, another part of my knee scuffed up and sore, I limped
for a few steps while it loosened up. I
drank some water and continued on, next thing I know, I was on the ground again
and again and again. At this point, I
was getting really frustrated and the girl in black had already passed me. I drank a bunch of water, took some electrolytes
and downed some calories. I kept on moving but I was not happy, I was wondering
why I was even out there, telling myself that I should just call it in before I
seriously injure myself. I wanted to
just sit down on the side of the trail for a while and cry, tears started to
swell up in my eyes, I think a few rolled down my cheek – I felt so frazzled
and so tired and sick and just out of it.
I’ve never been on the verge of tears in a race before; I never felt
this bad, at least not this early on.
How the heck was I gonna suffer through 35-40 more miles of this?? While all of these negative thoughts were in
my head, I kept repeating – I will not quit, I will not quit. I knew that barring any serious injury, I
would not allow myself to quit, I just couldn’t do it. I would finish this thing no matter how long
it took me. I finally reached the next
aid station and filled up one of my bottles with water and the other with Heed,
which was refreshing and hit the spot. Dang, if this was only 50 miles, I’d be
halfway done!!
Miles 25.6 (AS6) to 31 (AS7 – Turnaround – Chambers
Grove)
After
leaving this stop, they told us to follow the trail up to the power lines. I wasn’t really sure what that meant but I
would soon find out. The trail jutted up
a 100+ foot climb in less than 1/10th of a mile, this thing was
steep and this thing was covered in slippery mud!!! I looked at it and muttered a four letter
word along with you’ve got to be kidding me as I started hiking up it, my feet
slipping backwards, I was grabbing at grass and braches along the way to help pull myself up and prevent myself from
sliding all the way back down. As I was
powering up this thing, I thought about Brady and his Spartan Ultra Beast race
in Vermont. If he could power up a steep
hill like this carrying 2 – 60 lb sandbags, I could get myself up this
thing. I finally reached the top only to
see that the trail took a steep descent before heading back up again, ugh. I could only imagine how much I would hate
heading down this on the way back!! It
finally flattened out and the trail eased up for a while. This next section was on a new mountain bike
trail and I loved it, it was incredibly runnable. The trail had lots of ups and downs and
twists and turns but it was smooth, there weren’t very many hazards to trip
over so I felt like I was making up some time during this section and could run
almost the entire way without having to navigate any tricky terrain or hike up
some steep massive hill. I was still in
2nd place and found myself feeling a bit better but I was still
feeling off. I stepped aside for a few
mountain bikers to pass me, geez guys you could at least tell me that you’re
coming and give me a heads up – they later informed my dad they had no idea a
race was going on! I came around the
corner into the aid station at the turn around to see Brady, my parents along
with Jason and Brenner, a couple of fellow stair climbers who came up from
Minneapolis to cheer me on. I came into
that aid station around 6:40, much slower than my initial targeted time of
6:00. I went straight to Brady, I told
him how much I had been struggling and that I really suffered miles 20-25 and
how I really wanted to quit. He knew
that I didn’t have it in me to give up and that I would find a way to keep
going. The girl in black was sitting at
the table while her crew attended to her, Brady told me that she didn’t look
all that great either. I went to chat
with Jason a bit and told him this wasn’t my finest hour but appreciated their
encouragement, as I stepped back out there he told me to stay tough out there,
that thought rang through later in the race.
It would be another 10 miles until I saw my crew again and that would be
when Brady could jump in with me, knowing this kept me going!! I knew that it would probably take me about
2-2.5 hours to get back there especially since this whole race had been taking
me longer than expected. I figured I
would get to the 42 mile mark around 9 hours.
Miles 31 (AS7) to 36.4 (AS6 – Grand Portage)
The
girl in black and another guy left the aid station before me but I darted off
with a new sense of purpose, I had to make it 10 miles to where Brady would be
able to run with me. I could see the
girl in black on the switchbacks and I inched closer towards them, I was still
digging the smooth mountain bike trails, I could just put it on autopilot and
run!! I ended up passing that girl about
a mile or two after the aid station and I just kept moving forward. I could see the other 100k runners who were
heading out towards the turnaround and everyone was super encouraging. I made my way out to the power lines, ugh,
now I gotta head down this super steep muddy trail!! I cautiously walked down that hill and I felt
like I was moving at snail’s pace, at one point my foot snagged on something
and my heart started racing as my body was flung forward, I grabbed a nearby
twiggy branch and luckily kept myself upright.
I finally made it down but it was time to head back up the other side
then back down again, I eventually made it safely outta there and into the aid
station. I was cruising at this point,
another guy who had passed me a while ago was there and made a comment about me
picking up the pace and making up time, he was right, I was on a mission!
Miles 36.4 (AS6) to 42 (AS5 – Munger Trail)
Mentally
I was a little worried about this section because it’s where I really struggled
on the way out and hit a major low spot, I also found myself on the ground
several times so I was a bit more cautious as I made my way through. This course was scattered with rocks, wooden
planks, stairs, little bridges, etc and this section was no different. I found myself power hiking the inclines,
maybe a bit more than I should and the descents were a bit slow, I know my
downfall is technical descents, I’m just not very confident in myself and need
more experience! The guy in the blue
shirt would get closer on the hills and I would pull ahead on the runnable
portions, why am I such a weak hiker? I
felt so strong power hiking at the start of the race but now I was just inching
along up those hills. He eventually
passed me before coming into the next aid station. I kept looking at my watch, I was ahead of
schedule, I started to worry that Brady might not be there since I was moving
at a quicker pace. My crew was there but
Brady wasn’t quite expecting me yet but he dropped his stuff and was ready to
run! I came in super excited telling
them that I was feeling much better than I was 20 miles ago, which was
shocking. I’m not sure if my cold
decided to stay behind at one of the aid stations or if my fueling was getting
better so I was gaining more energy, either way I was feeling good.
Miles 42 (AS5) to 46.3 (AS4 - Magney-Snively TH)
We
left the aid station and I pointed out the peak we were about to climb and told
him it was incredibly rocky but the views were incredible. We ran down the road and turned up the trail
which at that point was just a bunch of giant rocks, he’s like wheres the
trail?? I said, here it is, let the
adventure begin! We started the climb,
chatting with the guy in blue as well. Brady was off in front and the other guy was
like oh look at mr. showoff with the fresh legs, haha. It was true, we’d been moving for more than
42 miles!! After we reached the top,
the guy in blue blasted off down the trail saying that he wanted to stretch his
legs, we continued on at our normal pace.
My legs were still feeling pretty good, whenever I was running I felt
strong and like I could keep on going but the hiking and super technical spots just
slowed me down. Coming around a turn, I was surprised to see
my dad – we deemed him the trail gnome of the day since he was always about a
quarter to a half mile down the trail from the aid station. We
reached the aid station, my mom told me that the aid station captain told her
that I needed to eat something, he was worried about me because I didn’t grab
anything when I came through the first time around (back around mile 15.7), she
explained to him that I was a vegan and very particular about what I ate and
that I was carrying stuff in my pack. During our run, Brady told me that this aid
station had a full tent with a heater inside and lots of warm food even had a
little window so you could peek out to see what was going on, he’s like we can
stop in there if you need to and we’ll show you around. I was like that sounds nice but we’re in a
race and we’re crunched for time, haha :) I filled my bottles again and we were
off towards Spirit Mountain, only about 16 miles to go!
Miles 46.3 (AS4) to 48.3 (AS3 – Spirit Mountain)
Spirit
Mountain is a tough section because we climb down the mountain then have to go
back up but we just cranked through this section onto the next aid
station.
Miles 48.3 (AS3) to 53.2 (AS2 - Highland/Getchell Rd. )
This
next stretch would be a big longer; we had 5 miles and at the rate we were
going I figured it would take us around an hour or so. We kept cruising on the easy sections and
hiking on the hills, I told Brady that I was sorry for slowing us down, that I
was doing the best I could. He commented
that the terrain wasn’t easy, he had only done 10 miles but already thought it
was a tough course! As we approached the
53 mile mark, I threw my arms in the air
and yelled, single digits with a smile on my face; we were so close yet so far
away!! It was like never-ending trying
to get to that next aid station, time just kept ticking by. I kept saying it doesn’t feel like we’re
moving that slowly, why aren’t we there yet.
We took a wrong turn somewhere, there were some pink flags associated with
a construction area and another random runner guy saw us and called us up
towards the trail, at least we didn’t venture too far off the path. We hadn’t seen any other runners since the
guy in blue left us back up on Ely’s Peak.
We hit the pavement and I was like ok, the aid station is right up
around this corner, we turned and nothing.
WTH?!?!? Where did the aid
station go?? Did they pack it up, no
they couldn’t do that there were still too many runners out there plus my
parents would still be standing there even if the aid station was gone. We kept on running, my mind playing tricks on
me. I was thinking dang, I need water,
we still have over 8 miles to go and I need water. It was starting to get dark and chilly too,
we were gonna need to pull out the headlamps soon too. We navigated some more trail, then popped
out in the construction zone, now I knew we were really close to the aid
station. We turned down the road and I
could hear my parents cheering for us.
We came into that aid station, Brady grabbed some snacks, I filled up my
smaller bottle with Heed which reminded me at one of the stops the Heed flavor
was strawberryish and that just cracked me up, I made a comment to the girls
there and one said, this one is melon and the other one starting laughing and
said no, its melonish. Good times,
haha. I got my headlamp off and put on
a long sleeve shirt since it was getting dark and cold, we had about 8.5 miles
to the finish and the time on my watch was 12:24 (real time 6:24), so much for me
finishing in under 13 hours!!
Miles 53.2 (AS2) to 58.9 (AS1)
At
the start of the race, it took me about 1:43 to get to this stop so I thought
it might take us about 2 hours to reach the finish. We headed off with the sunlight vanishing,
my watch let out a few beeps, it was about to die, dang! I thought my watch would make it through
this whole thing!! I looked down several
minutes later and the screen was blank, dang how would I know how much time had
passed?? The distance on my watch was a
little off, it gets wonky with all the elevation change and switchbacks and
twists and turns of the trail, I think my watch was about a mile or two behind
but when it died. But the time was
valuable, then I would at least know how long we’d been moving plus I’d know
when to take in some calories. I felt
like I should’ve had a backup watch, Brady didn’t have a watch either – he had
his phone but it was tucked away in his pack.
We continued onward and upward, always seemed like we were continuing
upward! We had another long stretch
before the last aid station, the sun was setting quickly and I was thankful for
my extra layer and for my mittens. We
reached the top of the climb and the sunset was incredible, lots of pinks and
oranges and I smiled. I was glad to have
Brady there with me, he kept me going and kept me focused plus it was just nice
to have some company. It was getting
darker and darker and the trail was getting harder to see, we rounded a corner
and a guy in full camo pops outta the trail with a loaded bow, “hey” he says in
a raspy voice. Both of us are thinking,
what the heck is that guy doing out there??
Talk about creepy, I was certainly glad to have Brady with me at that
moment. Not sure what that guy was
doing or where he was going but hopefully he didn’t mistake any runners for
whatever he was hunting. This was
another section where it seemed to take a really long time to get to the next
aid station, it was pretty dark now and the terrain was tricky in the
dark. Brady kept stubbing his toe on
rocks and roots, so far I was doing alright, hadn’t fallen since my 4-5 falls
back in the “early” stages of the race.
I kept thinking we’d be approaching the aid station any time, I saw a
white looking tent through the trees so I yelled out to Brady that it was just
around the corner, nope it was just someone’s house. Onward and upward, I knew where we were, we
were at that same spot where the girl in black passed me and group of guys when
we were searching for the trail, ok we gotta be close now. The tendons in my feet were killing me, during
my training I’d been having issues with the posterior tibialis tendon in my
right leg which goes down from your calf into your ankle so my ankle would get
really sore about 10 miles into my run, well that pain had subsided and now the
tendon in the front of my foot was feeling really tight and sore, I tried to
ignore the pain and kept moving forward.
I just wanted to get to the finish!
Miles 58.9 (AS1) to Finish
We
approached the aid station and I called out my number, they had a huge fire
blazing here and it looked so inviting and warm but we were on a mission and
the finish was within reach! As we
left, a girl called out, it’s all downhill from here!! I said I’m not sure that’s a good thing! As I mentioned above, my downhill skills
aren’t all that great and now we’d be going downhill on technical terrain in
the dark!! Plus my foot was not digging
the downhills. Only 3 miles to go,
before we left, I asked the guy for the real time, it was about 8:00 – ok,
trying to process finishing time in my head.
How long can 3 miles take?? I was
thinking maybe 30-45 minutes, I’m still get used to the timing on trails and in
ultras, everything just takes longer but I’m starting to accept that and my
mind has learned to process the extended timeframe needed for long runs and
these races. Going downhill in the dark on rocky terrain
was totally tricky; we spent a lot of that time walking because it was just too
hard to plan your next step. We saw a
group of people which ended up being 3 ladies, they said they were pacing one
of their friends who was walking. My
mind quickly started questioning who they were pacing, what do you mean you’re
pacing a girl, where did this girl come from, how did someone pass me without
us knowing??? Brady had the same
reaction, he mentioned that I was the first place female in the 100k and the
girl mentioned that her friend was in the 50k, phew! She told us to watch for the reflectors on
the way down and if we got lost they’d be behind us, she also mentioned that we
were about 2.5 miles from the finish.
In several spots I kinda had to shine my light in various directions to
find the markers, sometimes the markers would be a ways down the trail and hard
to pinpoint, I kept thinking we were off track then I’d see the reflector
shining in the distance. I could tell
we were getting close to the bottom of the trail, Brady tripped and was on the
ground, he kinda tweeked his back but got right back up and kept on
moving. I was worried about this back, I
was feeling bad because this was taking so long and because he wasn’t into
endurance events like I am and he was only out there because he wanted to be
there for me and support me, navigating in the dark wasn’t easy and it’s
frustrating when you can’t totally see where you’re going or when you keep
stumbling. I knew we were getting close
to where the trail would end and where we’d pop out on pavement, head over the
pedestrian bridge, around the park and into the finish. I could hear voices behind us, I started
freaking a bit, was that the girl in black, was she gaining on us, I felt a
sense of urgency. We hit the pavement
and I just took off, I bolted down the sidewalk, my legs felt so fresh and so
free, it’s always amazing to me that at the end of these races, your legs can
move so quickly. It didn’t feel like I
had been out there for 61 miles, I didn’t think about anything I just kept
running, I looked behind and Brady was behind me but I didn’t see anyone else,
I just kept running. I turned the corner
and could see the finish, I picked up the pace and even though there was only a
handful of people milling about, I could hear them clapping and cheering.
I crossed the line as the first female in 14:42, I was much slower than I originally anticipated but I finished. I persevered, I didn’t give up when it got tough and I wanted to quit, I made myself power on and it was definitely an experience. This course was wicked and tough but beautiful, this distance is no joke. I’m not sure what’s up next, several things are circling in my mind but this race has pointed out several things I need to think about and work on such as, running technical trails in the dark, downhill running and power hiking. I also need to get stronger during the off-season, I’m planning to lift weight and do core exercises. I’m not sure when or where my target race is but I’m just going to take it easy for a while and see what sparks my interest.
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| thanks for carrying my luggage! |
