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| View from the beginning/end of each loop |
Moab is a special place for me. I have been going there every year since I moved out to Colorado 8 years ago. The canyon walls, sun scorched rock, hidden oasis's and towering buttes have stood stoically for 1000's of years. It is a place where the ancient history of our world comes into focus. My imagination get's swept away as I try to imagine it's secrets.
The race area was beautiful, if not frustrating and challenging. I ran as the sun rose and I finished as the sun painted an amazing sunset before the stars showed me their glory and grace without the pollution from man's greatness. I knew I loved the desert but I forgot how much I love racing 50+ miles.
Running that distance you fight with the best and worst parts of your self. Doubt, disappointment and quit fight with dedication, guts and stubborn pride. When you cross that finish line the best parts win. If you drop you live with the weakness. Where else in life is that battle so clearly defined and the winner so clearly crowned? In this race I had resigned to quitting with about 17 miles to go. When I told David I was done I hated the way it sounded coming out of my mouth. I buried my excuses and finished. The best parts won and I learned to endure again…….
It sounds so fantastic and sensational but that is the way it feels. That is a feeling I only find a few times a year if I'm lucky.
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| Seen on our family hike in Needles District, Canyonlands UT |
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| Ready to say goodbye to weather that freezes the whiskah's |
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