Never in a million years or a thousand dreams would I have ever imagined I would sign up and attempt a 100 mile foot race. I have officially been consumed by the notion that I will be running, walking, and crawling a 100 miles, all in one single day (or at least 30 hours). I have mixed emotions at the moment. One minute I feel overwhelmingly undertrained and the next I feel as if I could lace my shoes up and run it at any time.
Logistically I have some work to do in planning what I will need at each of the 9 handler stations, and how much I should drink at each of the 28 aid stations. I will need to nail down a plan as to when I will change my shoes, when I will ingest my salt tablets, and when I should walk and run. I have 4 weeks to study all 14,000 feet of elevation gain/loss and somehow figure out a way to cover 100 miles in less than 30 hours. Simply put I have some studying to do and my test is right around the corner.
Interestingly enough I can't wait to endure it all. I am still grounded enough to know it won't be some magical moment but I am assured that there will be points during this race that will help shape my thoughts and dreams. I am looking forward to the struggle, the sweat, and the tears. I can't wait to wander along a gravel road at mile 80 in the middle of the night. Simply put I can't wait to turn a short lived dream into reality.
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