Well, I did it. I am a 50k finisher. I am not exactly sure what my overall feeling about the race is. As of right now, as I sit here in pain 4 hours post finish, I am thinking that long distance running is for the birds. It was about 7 miles too long, meaning, the excitement of the race atmosphere and seeing 20,000 runners wore off about 7 miles before the finish line. Those last miles were pretty brutal. Up to mile 22 I was really enjoying being out there; extremely happy with how I felt; knew I was on pace to finish in 5 hours or less; and had the great company of my friend, Nancy. At the Ultra turn off at mile 23.5, we had a 6 mile stretch on the trinity trail that was very lonely and difficult. I decided it was time to break out the ipod and do a little walking. I walked for at least one minute at each mile marker during that stretch. Once I made it back to the main course with the marathoners I just scooted (can't really call it running at that point) on in to my finish in 5:01. I am happy with my time, for sure, but I am going to pay for it for the next few days! I can barely walk and it usually gets worse for me before it gets better. I am happy that I did it. Not sure if I will ever do it again.
**the funniest poster I saw on the course read: "That's not sweat, it is your fat cells crying"
**the funniest poster I saw on the course read: "That's not sweat, it is your fat cells crying"