Friday night I arrived at the registration and medical check-in with Mark. I weighed in at 168 lbs. and then sat for the blood pressure and heart rate check. As this guy is measuring and noting my accelerated heart rate, he says to me with a concerned look “Are you nervous?” (That would be the first of some memorable quotes of the weekend.) UUmm… shouldn’t I be? Now I was really nervous. Was I the only one who was nervous?
I saw and met Emmy and Frank. That was cool, since I only knew them through blogland up to this point.
We then headed off to carboload at the 1815 House, not far from Bailey’s Mills B&B where we were staying. Heading to dinner and staying at the B&B were 15 of us: Shannon and my kids, Mark, Amy and their kids, Bruce (Mark’s pacer), Aime and their kids, and Keith and Kourtney. Dinner was awesome, except that Ciara got an insect bite of some sort and had a big welt. We’d have to keep an eye on that…
Mark and I worked up a detailed plan which would have us finish in 22:40. That would give an hour and 20 minutes cushion to hopefully slide in under 24 hours. Things started out great and it was awesome for the race to finally be underway at 4:00 AM. Weee… look at me I’m running 100 miles! Wooo hoooo!! Mark and I had a steady pace going and covered the first 7 mile section in 1:13:52. There were plenty of hills where we conserved by power walking. But as the race went on the power walking wasn’t much of a break as the hills were demanding.
We kept things going and rolled into Pretty House at 7:42 AM, which was 43 minutes ahead of our projected 8:25 arrival. As a result Mark’s crew (Bruce) wasn’t there yet. I saw my crew, Keith and Jana, and they sprayed on some lotion and grabbed me some fluids/gels and endurolytes. Originally Mark and I weren’t going to have a crew. It only developed as a way to give our pacers something to do while they waited for us to get to mile 70. I’m glad we ended up with some crew support because they were a big help. And my crew rocked!!! The first 21.1 miles was pretty smooth and uneventful. However, I was concerned that we were going a little too fast.
We pressed on and continued to get even more ahead of our plan. The last I checked, we were 1 ½ hours ahead of our schedule.
Just before Camp 10 Bear I felt a bug on my leg and looked down and it was big, mean looking and had wings. I swatted it, but didn’t quite knock him away. I think I just pissed it off and it retaliated with a hefty sting. Ouch.
At Camp 10 Bear aid station (mile 47) I weighed in and was down 10 lbs. 6% of my body weight!! I was drinking over a bottle an hour (~ 25 oz./hr.) I was peeing regularly. So I felt my hydration was ok. But apparently not. But to my surprise, no one said anything that I couldn’t continue. So I met up with my crew, changed my socks, ate some food and downed some fluids. It was awesome to see my family and friends. It was definitely a boost!
Alex was having fun making faces while his Daddy was dying
The crew took care of me!
With Mark and Steve
P.S. Check out some awesome pics Frank took on the course.