The day started out early, and
when I say early, you know it’s early – 3:30 AM. We were on our way by 5 AM, and like last year, Bryan had saved us a
prime time spot. I’d have to give the
award for best setup to Bryan. He had a welcome mat AND American flag
lanterns.
| Bryan's setup. |
Turns out we were right across
from my fellow LRC’ers, Michael and Jerry.
Apparently, at some point they asked Bryan how he knew me and his reply was,
“She’s part of my run club (UCRR).” To
which they said, “Well, she’s part of ours too.” I’m a blessed girl to have be part of not
just one great running club, but two!
Gay found us, so after a few pics, it was time to log some
miles.
| LRC'ers ready to run! |
Jason took off and Gay and I settled into a nice steady pace. I knew I had to get to the 30-mile mark by 6 hours to have a chance to get on the leader board. I’m not sure if Gay knows how much she helped me, but she was amazing. She kept us at such an even pace and the good conversation made the laps go by quickly.
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| Photo courtesy of Emmie and Krista. |
I had to take a quick break to eat, as I was feeling the effects of not eating enough breakfast. We were knocking off the miles pretty easily, so we decided to switch to run 3, walk 1 instead of all running so that we could last longer. Hitting the marathon mark was mentally a big deal for me, as I was coming off two horrible marathons and needed some confidence before I tackle Myrtle Beach. I realized we were at the 6-hour mark, so I was ready to see if I had met my goal.
| Top ten at 6-hour mark - goal complete. |
I was stoked. All I wanted was my name on the leader board
once and I did it! We took pics and kept
on running. I took my only long break at
the 45-mile mark so that I could devour some pizza and get a massage from the
fabulous Denise. It hurt in a bad way,
but it was worth it! I knew I wasn’t
trained enough to put up big mileage without really hurting myself and I have a
big goal to reach in February, so with my knee on fire, I decided to wrap
things up at 56.24, a PR. Gay hit 60 and
made it look effortless. Jason was
dealing with a bum foot and IT, but logged a solid 40 before waiting patiently
for me to keep running “one more lap”.
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| Jason and I post race. |
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| So proud of this amazing woman! |
I’m not bummed I didn’t log 80
miles, even though I will one of these days.
I was ecstatic to have consistent running for so long and to reach my
goal. On top of this, I got to see
people I met last year, like Bobby and Bruce, who are rockstars, and I got to
meet some new people, like Kelley and Barefoot Josh, who are also
rockstars. There were plenty of friendly
MTC’ers out there too, like Tom (one bada$$ RD who tried to tempt by telling me I was almost back on the leader board) and Frank (loved seeing him at
the end of each lap!). Of course, I had
a blast with Jason and Bryan, even though he tried to pull my ponytail; luckily
for me, he confused me with another girl!
Other friends like Bill and Jamaar and my LRC’ers, Michael, Jerry, and Rick, were
tearing it up out there. I am so proud
of them and am keeping my fingers crossed Jerry wants my help at Umstead
100!
I love this race because everyone
is so friendly and encouraging; it’s a community that I’m proud to be a part
of. As I said last year and I’m sure
I’ll say in the upcoming years, Tom does a killer job with this race. The volunteers are the best hands down, the
never-ending buffet is a runner’s delight, you can’t beat the value, and you
leave with memories and friendships that will last a lifetime.
Here are some quick numbers to
wrap things up: Last year, I ended up running 53.2 miles in about 10 hours and
20 minutes of running/walking time. I
didn’t hit this until about the 22-hour mark.
This year, I ran 56.24 miles in about 11 hours of running and was
finished by the 13 ½-hour mark.
"Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses,
let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily
entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us." (Hebrews 12:1)


