So I just got home from the trail run. Can I start by saying I was waaaayyy underprepared for the event. I knew going into the race that it was the National Trails Association National Championship so I figured it would be a challenge. Yeah challenge is putting it mildly. The run started out with a quick mile descent into a mile and a half steady uphill climb! Then hell came to earth or so I thought. The first Big hill, as if the others were just child’s play, was in front of me. The “hill” was an upward climb to the heavens at a small 27% grade which got the best of my legs! My calves were burning and my quads were feeling the same. This was the first time I said to myself “Carrie what was your fat self thinking??” And then I thought well hell everyone else that signed up must be superman because they were long gone. Once the hill was conquered the second lap began, but it was a different direction completely. This lap was flowing and rolling which allowed my legs to stretch some. At that point it was a downward stretch followed by, surprise, more climbing. Mile 4 started out great with a nice flowing trail and that really lasted till mile 5, then HELL began. So at this point I was ready to throw in the towel. When you are at the bottom of the mountain the only place to go is up! So I began to “wog” (walk-jog) for a little bit and then comes the rock climb. Yes, straight up the side of the mountain hands and feet were both needed! At this point I had tears in my eyes I was pissed off at the mountain and pissed at myself for letting it get the best of me. I had to finish with a 1/4 mile 29% grade! The last .2 tenths of the mile were spent wondering if there was anyone left at the start/finish line! There was and once I took those steps over that white line every internal struggle I had during the 6.2 miles was gone! All that was left was satisfaction. So I did it! I wasn’t pretty or fast but I conquered (well loosely) a beast of a run! Embarassing fact about today’s race is I puked afterward, well after drinking the red Gatorade! Yep I was that person, but thank goodness it happened without a crowd! 🙂 such is life I guess!
My legs are tender as I assumed they would be and I am sure tomorrow I will be sure that someone beat me but I did it. If you were to ask me if I would go through hell again, the answer is YES absolutely! I love trail running and until now the trails have been mediocre! Now it is time to recover and continue training for the half I have in 4 weeks!
Find something you are passionate about and do it! I promise you will rarely be disappointed!