Javelina Jundred 2015: Going solo to PRville

After going out way too hard at Run Rabbit Run I knew I was capable of more than my performance had suggested, so I waited until the very last possible moment to make sure I was recovered enough, and signed up for the Javelina Jundred. Further minimizing my level of assistance from Run Rabbit Run I drove down by myself to attempt the 100 mile distance with no pacers, no poles, and no crew...

No Pacers, No Poles, No Problem: Run Rabbit Run 2015

Because of the awesome coincidence of this race and my twin cousin's birthday happening the same weekend my family managed to get a reunion pulled together with my race as one of the attractions. I arrived Thursday night and got to hang out with my parents, uncle and aunt, my sister and her boyfriend. The pre-race meeting was delayed by over an hour because the bibs arrived late so I spent a ton of time waiting in line behind Jason Schlarb, Josh Arthur and Jacob Puzey while lots of people come over and took photos with them. After the meeting, in which colder than you would think temperatures were highlighted I headed back to the place our family was renting out. I chowed down on some penne and pesto, popped a couple of Melatonin gummies and passed out.

Run Rabbit Run – Racing as Training and MAF Progress

The Idaho Centennial Trail seems like a distant memory at this point and with school underway again I have settled back into my regular training regime. Some of the highlights of the last training block include mountain biking in Crested Butte, exploring trails in Ouray (Bridge of Heaven and Bear Creek), running the Desert Championship 10K put on by the Striders, taking 3rd at the Silverton Alpine 50K and seeing big improvements with my MAF/Maffetone training.

Speedgoat 50K – Training and racing the weakness

After spending a week or so training back at home and after a great weekend down in the San Juans with my conservation corps buddy Brad Knipper and Jess it was finally time for my first adventure in the Wasatch Mountains. I have spent months of my life guiding trips in the Uinta Mountains in Utah but had never been to the Wasatch so I wasn't sure what I was in for. The smooth granite cliffs, waterfalls and top-notch wildflowers blew me away and the two days before the race I enjoyed a little shake-out run to Cecret Lake where I found a spot away from the wedding photographers and crowds to just sit for hours enjoying the alpine, and getting a few more moments at altitude. My parents arrived on Friday and I headed to bed early in the hotel room while they went out for dinner. I don't know if it was pre-race jitters or the endless barrage of fireworks that went off until 2 am, but I only managed to get ~3 hours of sleep before I was up, eating oatmeal and donning my race kit. I drove to Snowbird early and checked in right at 5am. The race didn't start until 6:30 so I set up the back of my car and took a quick 45 minute nap to try and make up for the night before. By 6 am my parents were at the starting line, Karl had us chant that we would not trample any meadows and the countdown was on.