So, ok, guys. I ran
one hundred miles. In
one week. 100 miles. In Seven Days.
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| looking down towards Twin Lakes from Hopeless |
I hit 100 miles as a rolling 7 day total on Thursday of last week. And 103 miles as a rolling 7 day total on Friday of last week. And then a measly (haha, just kidding) 97.67 miles for my weekly Sunday-Saturday mileage on Saturday. And rather than celebrating that fact, I instead felt a wave of relief that I'd pulled it off. I mean, if I could cover that distance in one week, I have an exponentially higher chance of not just finishing Leadville, but of finishing it without completely dying (and without trudging up Powerline at such an obscenely slow pace that my total badass of a pacer wants to punch me in the throat). But it's also kind of a big deal that I ran 100 miles. Because that is the furthest I have ever run over one 7 day period. Ever. I definitely had some ice cream to celebrate.
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| For Hope Pass, follow the arrow pointing towards Hope. |
It wasn't fast. It kind of wasn't pretty. I definitely was 80% of the way asleep for an entire 9.2 mile run (just ask "Kind of a Big Deal" Kristel Liddle and
The Erskine). Like eyes drifting shut as I was still moving in a forward trajectory. I also started this 100 mile week directly off of a weekend in Silverton pacing and crewing at the
Hardrock 100, where I maybe packed in 5 hours of sleep over a 65 hour time period. Because, why wouldn't I want to make a 100 mile week any more challenging than it needed to be?
In other news..24 days until the Pbville100.
