|My feet were wet most of the day due to water crossings. Between that and the sand, it wrecked havoc on runners feet.|
|The water on this trail is cold and clear. Feels great on tired feet that are already wet from the trail.|
|A washout on the trail. One of the many reasons I was happy I wouldn't have to run this section at night.|
This was by far my least favorite part of the race. It was midday and hot, and this was 1.5 miles of dirt road until we could reenter the trail. I told Randy at Shipley Cafe that I had decided to walk it in from this point. I was 25 miles into a race that I was seriously undertrained for (longest run prior was 9 miles), and I really just wanted to enjoy the rest of the race.
Once I entered the trail again, I played leap frog for a while with Scott - an active duty Air Force member, who was walk/running ahead of me. He would jog a bit, then stop and walk and I would keep catching up with him. Eventually, he decided just to walk it in as well and we walked the rest of the race together and visited the whole way.
One of the beauties of these races is watching people who would never meet otherwise, or who may have nothing in common, become friends. The trail is the great equalizer. It doesn't matter what you do, what your political beliefs are, or how much money you have in the bank. On the trail, everyone is equal.
To wrap up a too long post, I finished at 8:40, I think. Nowhere near a pr, but that wasn't the goal, and this is a tough course - about 2300 feet of gain in 30 miles. I got my medal and hug from Fawn, Georgie, an angel on earth cleaned and worked on my feet, I drank a couple of beers with friends, ate some of Darrins delicious gumbo, and headed back to the hotel to shower and rest so I could clear 9 miles of trails for Fawn the next day.
All in all a great weekend!
Happy Running, y'all!