Beep! Beep! Beep! Went my alarm clock at 4:30am, I hurried
and shut it off and got out of my bed. I was very nervous that morning so I
hurried and got dressed in my gear and headed down stairs to find my mom
sitting at the counter. I had an insure shake and a bar and then I settled down
to wait for my friend Meghan to arrive at our house. That moment came too soon,
but I quickly got into the car and we headed out in the blizzard to pick our
fellow friends who would be running it with us. Soon everyone was I the car and
we were heading down the canyon to Antelope
Island in Salt lake City, Utah.
Going down the canyon was a nightmare because the weather was so bad, we could
barely see so we had to go slower than we usually would. Once into Salt Lake
it started to clear up little just enough for us to see a little better. The
drive to the exit took forever but once there the drive was only 20 more
minutes. Deciding that the lines for the port-a-potties at the race would be
full of people we decided to stop by the local Smiths to have our last chance
for comfort and warmth. At the gate house we took a left and picked up our bibs
and were rewarded with an awesome Tech Tee, a snow scrapper, a flashing light,
some candy, and of course our bibs! We headed through that gate house and began
our journey across the remains of the once grand lake Bonneville.
Along the road we saw a bunny and my favorite thing ever an Owl, this boosted
my spirits and kept my mind of the race. Once at the start we sat in the car
fussing with gear and making many trips to the freezing cold port-a-potty.
Pretty soon it was 5 minutes from the start so we ran to the warming tent to
hear the rules of the race. After being filled with knowledge about the race we
lined up and waited for the race director to say start. The gun blasted and I
said “Oh crap! What are we doing!” but it was too late to turn back so I pushed
through that anxiety and started running. It was freezing cold as we started
out and I was glad that I was bundled up in all my winter gear. Making our way
up the first hill was difficult because I had not yet warmed up and to start on
a hill was kinda tough but I pushed through it and made it to the top where I
was greeted by some buffalo. Good thing I had my mom and Meghan to help me get
through the first miles because already I was feeling discouraged about having
to run 31miles. After some gear errors and some adjusting I set in at a pace
and made it to the first aid station where I grabbed some cheezits and a few
pretzels. But that stop was short lived because soon we were running again
trying to run for aid station to aid station. The next aid station was 3 miles
away and to get there you had to go down a long downhill followed by a short
uphill were we saw a fox flying through the grass. Once topping the hill we saw
that the next aid station was a just a little bit further. We greeted the
people at aid station and grabbed some food and prepared for the next aid
station at mile 15 or about another 7 or 8 miles. In my head I thought it would
be a breeze to get there but boy was I wrong, the next few miles took us
forever. It started out with a long uphill followed by a downhill which lead us
onto a sandy/rocky beach, this was hard to run in but it was okay we had a
great view of the lake. The sandy beach turned in a long uphill which took
forever to get up, it seemed like it was close to a mile of uphill but it
probably was only a half mile but it seemed forever to me. At the top of the
hill my mom looked at her gps and it only said 10 miles and I said “What! Are
you kidding me!” But she wasn’t so we trudged along until we saw the aid
station and we were a bit confused, because it was supposed to be at 15 miles
and our gps said different. So when we got to the aid station we asked what
mile it was and we found out that it was actually 15miles and with that said I
felt much better. I went into the tent and had a cup of broth/ramen/potato soap
which really helped boost my spirits and give me some fuel too. The next miles
took forever and I really started hurting and I started getting really
discouraged. But with the encouragement of Meghan and my mom I made it to the
bottom of the hill where I started walking for a bit. But that was short lived
because it was time to run again and I had to make my way across a muddy field
with tall grass on either side. I really started feeling the pain and it made
it really hard to continue but I pushed onto the next checkpoint which was
about 3miles away from the next aid station and after that they said it was
about 4 after that. That didn’t seem right so I didn’t question it and began
trudging along at my sow pace. The next 3 miles took forever and that’s when I
really started feeling crappy, I was really sore at this point and was getting
really tired, but I couldn’t stop so I continued on. But at the next aid
station they said it wasn’t 4 miles but it was actually 7 more grueling miles.
I will spare you the complaining I was doing the next 7 miles and skip to the
part where I had 1 mile to go and I felt really good so I tried to power up the
next hill and once at the top I got an awful feeling of nausea. But with some
encouragement I waddled along until I saw the finish line, I felt so happy that
I started sprinting an when I got there I was handed an mug and was
congratulated by all my friends and my dad who drove all the way down from work
to see me finish! I was overjoyed and I started to eat everything I could see,
I began with a cup of broth and ramen, 2 peanut butter and jelly sandwich
squares, a handful of chezits, a cup of sprite, 5 small powdered doughnuts and
of course some hot cider in my mug! But I still felt really sick so I decided
before anything happened that I would stop eating and head to the car. After a celebratory picture we all headed
home family all packed into the car with friend galore. With a 50k under my
belt I feel asleep in the car and dreamed the race and all my friends and
family and how thankful I was that they were all there! Thanks you so much mom
and day for supporting my dream and thank you Gemma, Meghan, and Amy for
encouraging me to run my heart out!
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Posted By Trailrunner to
Nick's Trail Adventures at 11/15/2011 08:11:00 PM