Brandi and I drove down from McCall in the late morning, did a few errands in Boise and arrived at Eagle Island State Park. We set up our camping tent and I set up the SCOTT tent as I would be doing rep work for the event, while I was not running. We visited with friends and got ready to run.
I went out feeling great, a little too fast, as my watch was giving me bogus splits. After 20 miles or so, I noticed the pace was slipping to about 6:50 and I had pain in my lower intestines. A few speedy guys jumped in to pace me a bit with Ben Blessing doing one lap and Matt Tock giving me 3 good ones. As darkness fell, the pace dipped again to 7:20 ish and I began to stumble and trip over the rocks and uneven grassy terrain. It became clear that I would not be able to keep the pace up to hit 50+ miles in the dark. I had tried to bank enough miles in the daylight, but darkness fell quickly and it took a good bite from my speed, even with a headlamp and hand light. I hit the 10 lap/mile 25 mark in 2:50. Matt joined me for one last lap and the pace just fell apart as my guts were tied in knots.
My belly felt great, energy was great from Vespa and VFuel, but something was bad in the lower GI tract. I will spare you the details, but give you all a warning to be careful with aspirin. When I finished the 11th lap and 27.5 miles at around 3:10, I "discovered" I had lost a significant amount of blood! That was good enough for me. I pulled the plug right there and felt glad to get a great run in and spare myself the damage of 3 more hours of running. Brandi soldiered on a few more hours and bagged it at the 5 hour mark with 25 miles. We had a great time getting some sun and running on some dirt. It's going to be a long season, but this was a very promising start for both of us. I am walking around fine and planning a recovery workout for tonight and a good run tomorrow.
Life is good.
|B at the start.|
|1 lap down.|