OK, so I had a big ol' race report pretty much done for Dude, Where's the Trail 50K that I ran a few weeks ago, and somehow I lost it.. how? I have no idea since Blogger autosaves, but it's nowhere to be found. I've spent the last week thinking I'd re-write it, but honestly I can't be bothered. A quick recap: This was truly my first DNF.. (I don't really count the one at Rock Creek when I got lost and ended up doing many more miles then the race was), I have a million excuses for dropping out at about 14/15 miles but it came down to "just not feeling it". It was our first cold snowy day of the year and I was running in a group with Debbie, Raul & Mike. As it got colder and wetter and we kinda lost the trail a few times, we made the mistake of discussing how good a margarita would taste.. that was the beginning of the end. Both Debbie and Mike were injured and my right knee had been feeling cranky since Nathaniel's run, so the 4 of us simply bagged it, caught a ride back to the start, and went off in search of the perfect margarita. I could have pushed though, and finished, probably with a lot of walking, but I just didn't want to... I guess I wasn't yet recovered from the 50+miles the weekend before.
So the 4 of us spent a very, very lovely afternoon drinking, eating and talking our heads off, it truly was a fabulous afternoon and we were all very glad to be inside! Sometimes cementing friendships is more important than anything else.
3 comments:
Absolutely!
Glad you found some good food, good drink and hung with good friends. THAT'S what life is all about!
Heck yeah, no problem with that. All part of the ride.
I miss the full report but I'll get over it.
Congratulations on your DNF and welcome to the club kid. You see a DNF isn't as taboo as everyone says it is. You still wake up the next morning. Here is to growing as an Ultra runner.
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