I keep starting my race report, then I delete it. I could very easily just say "The first 95 miles were easy. The last 5 were the hardest of my life." I blacked out a lot of the race with maybe 3 hours of accumulated memory in brief flashes. I'm missing large chunks of time. I'm not a big fan of 3 page race reports that detail every step. Here are a few thoughts.
My GPS died at mile 9... thankfully.
I felt the worst from mile 10-30. After that every mile felt better and better. Mile 70 felt better than mile 1.
I was the most positive I've ever been in a race. I went off course 3 times (typical Lucho head in the clouds. I'm starting to think I can get lost running on a track. But Hal Koerner went off in one of the same places) but I just laughed it off and got back on track and forgot about it.
I wore $4.00 thrift store shoes for the first 60 miles. When I went to switch them out after the last river crossing, the whole side of one shoe split apart. They had exactly 60 miles left in them.
My nutrition was as close to perfect as I could ever hope. I ate 1300 calories in the first 1:50 then held 400 an hour (average) to the finish. I lost 1.1 pound for the entire race.
I remember this quote in crystal clear clarity: "Damn... that thing is big". That was from my pacer Tim when we ran by a llama at 12,000ft altitude after 55 miles of running (sort of a surreal experience). For some reason that stuck in my head and made me laugh. We ended up laughing and talking non-stop for much of the last 50 miles. It felt more like a fun training run than a race.
Ass-Caps are life savers. And not the candy with the hole.
Tim found a sweet bandanna.
I saw a girl pee standing up in the middle of the road.
If someone ever says to you "Do you need warm clothes?" Say "Yes, thank you." and then take them.
When shit goes bad at the end of a 100 mile running race it REALLY goes bad. I was passed by Jeff Beuche with 1.5 miles to go and he beat me by 21:00.
And to add some post race plans. I want to focus on lifting weights and getting strong and balanced again. I can't see myself racing again this year but I can see myself training seriously very soon. Next year I am looking at the Leadville 100 MTB race and then running a sub 2:30 marathon as a 40 year old (yep... the big 40 next year). As for another 100 mile running race... it was very hard for my wife to see me completely effed up in the medical tent after the race. She said that she stayed awake for hours watching me sleep, worried. No race is worth even a second of discomfort for my amazing wife.