So Here I am

In the great state of Texas. Chillin in a hotel room with three runners who are running the Rocky Raccoon 100-mile race tomorrow. I'm crew and pacer for Tony but Wayne is here and so is Kira. I just met Wayne and Kira tonight but they're like most of the other ultra runners I've met in races, easy going and easy to get along with. Tonight at dinner with other friends they were all so good with their waters, diet sodas and easy meals. I had two tall deliciously cold 22 ounce beers and chicken fajitas. What? I don't have to be ready until 60-miles or when it gets dark. That's the rules, pacers are allowed at 60-miles or when it get dark.

The runners are going through their last minute preparations now. They all seem fine, veterans of other long races. Tony is excited and can't wait to start. I've been telling him since this afternoon to calm down. Save it for tomorrow Tony! At the moment they are talking to Bob Gentile on speaker phone, laughing their butts off. Ah Bobby, you should be here too. Now get off the phone and let my runners rest!

Alright, I'm out. Time for me to get ready for bed as well. I plan to go down at the start and watch them all take off. Gunderson has his cooler to hand off to me too. His pacer won't be here until 3:30PM tomorrow. Sure your cooler can bunk with our gear I said. The more the merrier.

Wayne, Tony, Mariana, Serg and Mark.

At the center, Kira, Tony and Wayne at the pre-race briefing.

Joe Prusaitis presiding over the pre-race briefing.