I stood alone (General Comments)|
A Runner from Havre de Grace, MD (10/1/02)
I stand alone:
8/31/02 WHITE MOUNTAIN TRAIL MARATHON: 6:32 Marathon # 47.
This was by far the hardest run?no, the hardest thing I have ever done in my life.
I got lost four times and had two smack downs (right on my face). Why was this run harder and longer than even my other three ultra marathons to include the Pacific Coast Trail Ultra?
This was not a trail!
This was not a marathon!
This was not for a pansy a**, city boy like myself!
This was an ultra adventure race?period!
-harsh environment (even used hands to climb)
-plan/strategize (first aid stations were further than five miles apart)
-deadly obstacles (Elk, coyote, Bear, spiders, snakes, etc.)
I stand alone:
The first time I got lost (early morning), I ran with a herd of Elk and a pack of wolves (coyotes):-) I think they were just waiting for me to drop.
The Elk were so big that their backs stood my height (around six foot) and the antlers had to be three foot long.
I even had to clap my hands to keep the animals away.
The greater the obstacle, the more glory in overcoming it.
On the way back from being lost, a herd of approx. 20 elk ran crossing my path. I obviously stopped running and watched in amazement. The last, a huge buck stopped right in front of me and turned starring at me. It felt as though we were looking into each others souls. The unpredictability of this animal made me nervous. My heart was pounding and I thought of grabbing sticks and rocks. So I started clapping and yelling. He then startled away.
-I stand alone
The second time I got lost, I continued down a trail without watching markers after approximately ½ mile. Did I learn my lesson? I immediately turned around and ran back to the previous markers.
The third time I got lost, I was following advice from hikers who mentioned a cattle guard and to hang a right. Unfortunately there were two cattle guards and I was to hang a left?oops. Thank God I ran into another hiker who put me back in the right direction.
The fourth time I got lost, I just continued running straight on this path that turned into a dirt road. I realized again, no markers. I immediately turned around ? frustrated, desperate, tired, hungry, thirsty, and laughing. I threw my hands in the air and ran back.
-I stand alone.
I fell twice:
The first time I fell, it hurt. The rocks were stone lava. I landed on my right side. I received multiple scrapes, scratches, bruises, lacerations, punctures, etc.
The second time I fell, it hurt too. This time I avoided the right side of my body and slid head first just like diving for a base in baseball except throw in a whole bunch of rocks and sticks. I received multiple scrapes, scratches, bruises, lacerations, punctures, etc.
After finally completing the race, I came to the conclusion that this was the best, most personally challenging experiences of my life.
This run made me remember the story of the challenge in which Christ journeyed while carrying the cross. Can you imagine the weight of the cross per each step he took?
I have to mention the race directors Randy and Vicki. They are awesome people.
My late check out at the hotel was for 2 PM and I arrived back at the hotel at 3 PM. The Motel 6 staff let me shower. I was rushing obviously because the towel I was drying off with was completely muddy by time I was done.
I then hopped in the car and drove 4 hours to Albuquerque. Another Motel 6 kinda night. I sure am glad Dave left the light on for me. Off to run the Duke City Marathon the next day. My time was faster at Duke too.