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Hey remember me? Talk about being a broken record…
I have been away from blogging for so long that I forgot my login ID, my password and almost how to start a new post. I’ve been wanting to revive my blog for some time now, but life being what it is – I just really hadn’t had the time. I know, sounds like the same old excuse – but seriously, any active, single parent with active kids would agree! LOL
There has been TONS going on as usual – I want to blog about everything and I kind of feel bad about making this first blog post back about this race, but I would really like to finish it while details are fresh in my mind and I give a long over due thanks and recognition to those that gave up their time – and viewing of an OSU football game to come support me.
So as you could tell from the title; I. Freaking. Failed… Again. I don’t know what exactly it is about Not Yo Mommas; the ruggedness of the course, the newness of the race, or the fact that it is the only one I’ve ever DNF’d, but I think what really keeps me coming back is the fact that it is the only one I’ve DNF’d. To admit I can’t do something is a tough pill to swallow.
In my two previous attempts my DNF’s could honestly be chaulked up to a lack of training. This one? I trained, well – unfortunately took the training much more seriously towards the end which I think lead to me dealing with plantar fasciitis.
I logged literally hundreds of miles with my dog Cato and my ABSOLUTELY AMAZING friends and family.For the first time EVER I did hill repeats — and enjoyed them??
And at the urging of, well… all of my friends – experimented with my nutrition to get off GU’s.So, leading up to race day… for ONCE I thought I was prepared for this – before the PF set in, but I thought I could deal with it for this race, then take a break and give it a chance to fully heal up.
Finally – on to the race.
I’m not going to go into all the details of the course because I’ve done it several times before. You can check them out along with the details of my other attempts here.
My friends were there to fully support me for this attempt and I think for the first time also thought that I trained well enough for it. My buddy Dave committed to pace me for the last 50k or the race, My girlfriend, Ginger (YEP! You read that right. Much more about her/us later 😊) flew in from Illinois and along with Mike, Beth, and Michele were there to crew me. This was such a humbling experience. I never had a crew before. After coming in from my first loop (NYM course is a 4mile loop followed by 6 loops of a 16mile section), I smiled, waved and ran right passed them and started to fill up my water bottle and get some food. It honestly never occurred to me to stop so they can do it and while I sit and rest for the moment. Heck – Dave and Beth even took off my shoes, changed my nasty socks, and put my shoes back on me!Coming back to the end of my second full loop (approx 36 miles) I still felt amazing – shortly thereafter tho, the wheels fell off. It started getting dark, my PF started hurting much more, and I subsequently started slowing down. I took 3 Aleve in a 3 hour time span but it didn’t help. I got to aid station 3 and pulled the plug – again. Such a hard decision to have to make again and even though I still feel like I let them all down – my friends being who they are, were all very supportive in my decision. I cannot thank you all enough for being there for me. The plus side of me dropping? My friend Eddie who was running NYM for the first time this year needed a pacer and Dave was more than happy to fill the bill. Eddie was now in great hands for his last 50k of the race and Dave helped him finish in grand fashion – winning NYM100M with a time of just over 28hrs. WAY TO GO EDDIE!!!
To everyone that helps to make NYM what it is – thank you all so much for doing such a great job. Love this race – really I do. Rob/Angie. I may have said I wasn’t going to do this anymore, but I’ll be back. I plan to run a couple 100’s in 2016 to regain my confidence in my ability to do so and then – tackle Yo Momma again!
Click here for my Runkeeper data of the 48.66 miles that I did complete. Also, I display my trophy with pride. How could you not love race directors who know you well enough that after you regain your composure come up to you and present you with this babyAs for some posts to come —–
- Jeremy and Emily are growing like WEEDS; basketball, volleyball, highschool???
- My oldest daughter, Leah, is getting married to her long time boyfriend Devon and they’ve made me a Grandpa!
- Running adventures continue
- Mountain bike adventures are taking beginning to get more real
- Cooking is starting to get interesting again!