I wanted to share what John(my fearless pacer) wrote about the last 25 miles:
What a strange and wonderful thing to meet someone and then 2 seconds later join them on this super/sub-human 9 hour grind. A big congratulations to you. I’m blown away by who you are to be able to do this. And what an experience to join you. Here’s what I wrote to my friends about it…
So this weekend was an experience for sure.
I got to mile 75 to meet my friend Dave only when he finally got there, he was having back spasms, couldn’t stand up straight and had to drop out of the race. I thought I would have a few hours of sleep and sanity, but there was a woman who didn’t have a pacer and her crew was worried about her and called out to the crowd to see if there was someone who would run her in (yes there was a crowd at 4 AM – this is a group of crazy people). Apparently my masochistic and chivalrous nature took over.
So instead of #76 Dave Campbell I ran in #119 Sandee Sanger.
You can’t imagine how amazing these runners are. Sandee was in such pain and was so tired and delirious that she was hallucinating -- see cars and busses on the trail – but she kept putting one foot in front of the other.
The last 25 miles took 9 hours, so it was more like a very long hike than a run, but there are very few people on the planet that could make such an insane and triumphant accomplishment happen. You can’t imagine the emotion at the end; even just being next to someone making it happen. What a privilege.
And that just may be as close as I’m going to get.
So this weekend was an experience for sure.
I got to mile 75 to meet my friend Dave only when he finally got there, he was having back spasms, couldn’t stand up straight and had to drop out of the race. I thought I would have a few hours of sleep and sanity, but there was a woman who didn’t have a pacer and her crew was worried about her and called out to the crowd to see if there was someone who would run her in (yes there was a crowd at 4 AM – this is a group of crazy people). Apparently my masochistic and chivalrous nature took over.
So instead of #76 Dave Campbell I ran in #119 Sandee Sanger.
You can’t imagine how amazing these runners are. Sandee was in such pain and was so tired and delirious that she was hallucinating -- see cars and busses on the trail – but she kept putting one foot in front of the other.
The last 25 miles took 9 hours, so it was more like a very long hike than a run, but there are very few people on the planet that could make such an insane and triumphant accomplishment happen. You can’t imagine the emotion at the end; even just being next to someone making it happen. What a privilege.
And that just may be as close as I’m going to get.
2 comments:
Man, I hope I am good enough to pace you one day. I'd like to try to work up to that. And I am always in the States for 2 weeks in Feb and the whole summer, so maybe it can work out somehow. Speaking of which... just in case it becomes to difficult to coordinate a Holland New Years Birthday Challenge, we could always do the challenge in Utah or Buellton in Feb of 2010. We shall be hallucinating meehoes yet again!
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