|All of the flat parts are runnable.|
A mere fortnight had passed. Sponsor Bull City Running, somehow manged to insert two mountains into the course. The 20 mile trail was liberally coated in thousands of fresh rocks and one harminist. The latter half of the race delivered rain and mud. Taking into account UMR was to serve as an early in the season long run, I tried to throttle down to about 80%. According to the UMR Life Insurance Mortality tables, running at this effort will result in a full recovery by June of 2016, or maybe death tomorrow. They are kind of hard to read and I am still lightly hallucinating. This race deserves respect.
My alarm clock welcomed race day at 3:30 am. To avoid undue morning thinking, I prepared my equipment from HR monitor to the Flash Underoos the previous night. Der Scott picked me up at an obscene 4:30 and we made big tracks to
The 20 mile race started on time at 8 am and the three of us staked out some prime real estate immediately behind all of the runners. I had a chance to say hello to Linda Banks of the NC Galloway Banks. It was popularly rumored that the climbs at the start of the race and mile 16 were best met at a brisk walk. We intended to start slow, but our position in the rear turned out to be a little too conservative. The first mile bottle-necked to several complete stops. First mile spit was 17:40! We did not really clear traffic until about the 5 mile aid station.
Achieved Japanese school girl.
Uhwarrie is Godzilla.
Mile 5 through 10 went by pretty smoothly. Scott pulled away from me in some traffic on an uphill and I never quite caught him again. The mile 8 aid station marked the end of the shorter race. I was pleased that the first of the 8's were still expected rather than arrived. I got to smile for the cameras on the entrance. Potato chips, 1/4 pb&j sandwiches, cookies, coke and heed rounded out the forest smorgasbord. To keep the stop peppy, just two cokes and a water for me. I was bombing down the hills and then crawling the ups. I did not want to get passed standing still at the trough. The constant leap frogging with the power uphill, nordic track, climber runners had a negative impact on all of us. Passing required a lot of extra energy and a small amount of courage. Cookies just were not worth it. Yet.
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I was feeling pretty good about breaking 4 hours, even with the jammed up first mile. I was just starting to feel leg heaviness when I was introduced to the monster near mile 16. That
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Finish time around 4:12. I had predicted 4:20 in the last post, and suspected under 4:00 as soon as I forgot the experience. The night before the race my pre-jiter insomnia prognosticated a 4:30. I am pretty happy with the time. I am confident I could have broken 4. I am also confident that I could have broken a leg. I had 2 minor falls and 2 UFC style full out sprawls. I fell so hard near mile 12 that I had to urinate 200 yards later. Uhwarrie, literally knocked the pee out of me! All in all a great long run. I am uninjured, excluding all of my soft tissue and ego. Time and ice will take care of the tendons. Time, beer and narcisim will patch my Freud box.
|Still friends. See you next year.|