It's official, my race number for Western States is #121. I requested the number specifically for this reason: If I cross the finish line at States it will not have been an effort put out by just me. My success crossing the line will have taken place because of one to one effort with and by my friends and loved ones. I will be a TEAM OF ONE!
121 - Michelle is going to be my crew chief. She will be chasing me along the course providing supplies, blister expertise, support, and motivation. In the process of helping me achieve my running goals Michelle has become a multi-star Marathon Maniac.
121 - Bob an old friend from our running club who is now a professional sports photographer will be traveling to California with all his camera gear from Kentucky to take photos of the event.
121 - Steve my pacer and training partner will have run over 200 racing miles with me not to mention training miles. He will travel to California and for his kindness he will probably get a wake up call at 3:30 AM race day and get little sleep between for the next 27 hours or more. Oh did I mention he will be running with me through the night to the finish line for about 40 miles?
121 - Bob, Steve's dad who at 78 is still running ultra marathons, has a great sense of humor, and has provided a great deal of motivation by just being who he is.
121 - Olga the "Den Mother" of Ultra Running and sponsored by Montrail, for her one to one advice and hospitality. I will not run like a slug Olga! I'm in awe of her WS Buckle collection.
121 - Riley, my 18 year old son who has had to stay home tending to pets and the house as I took off for so many weekends for training runs.
121 - Every single member of the Y-Run Club in Puyallup and the Marathon Maniacs.
121 - The hundreds of volunteers and the RD that make States one of the best in the world.
121 - All of my blog friends as well as ultra runners I've met who have offered encouragement, advice, and food secrets (baked beans) to me.
But just in case you wondered I run for bling so I'm keeping the finishers medal and if I'm lucky enough to finish within 30 hours I'm keeping the Belt Buckle.
I had a brief thought about how crazy this goal is today. I really can't believe I'm going to attempt this run. It was only really two years ago that I thought anyone attempting such a feat was just plain crazy. I guess my cheese has slipped from the cracker.
I had a nice trail run by myself on Easter Sunday. I ran the south end of Lake Padden up in Bellingham Washington. About three miles out I slightly rolled my ankle but it was just a quick ouch and has not bothered me since. It made me think about when I might run my last mile. I wondered what might happen if I injured myself on that day and couldn't ever run again. I came to the conclusion that all I would lose is the ability to actually participate in the runs. I would still be able to participate as a volunteer so I could be near the thing that makes running so special. The runners and the volunteers.
WS # 121 signing out from Puyallup WA where we get things done one to one!