In case the internet was wondering…I survived the Quad Rock 50M race on Saturday! I was out there playing on the trails, trekking my butt up hills and running the very welcomed rain for just 15 minutes shy of 13 hours, which I am incredibly happy with!
It was everything I expected, minus that endless miles of misery and self hatred. Yes, the miles were hard. Yes, I invented new swear words when the relentless hills of wobbly rock kept going up, up, up. Yes, my legs to tired.
However, I never wanted to give up and I never thought cruel, murderous thoughts of the crazies whose encouragement got me to the start line. I never had the chance, it never got that bad. Which means I’m still waiting to get my butt kicked by a race, which is terrifying!
The volunteers, spectators and other runners out on the course were absolutely amazing! Seriously, they kept me going with smiles, laughter and bundles of positivity before I even knew I needed it. I wish I had paid more attention to names, they were all incredible!
I’ll be back shortly with stories of the miles and especially the people, just as soon as I figure out how to put it into [semi] interesting words! I’m beginning to think running the 50 miles was easier than recapping it will be!
A huge thank you to everyone for the encouragement via tweet, text, mental mojo, happy thoughts, etc! I felt so special seeing my phone blow up when I pulled it out of airplane mode, so thank you for thinking of me on Saturday and for being so positive along the way!