The event itself was grand, the course was a playground of gorgeous tree covered single track, the stuff trail runners dreams are made of. The volunteers and staff were phenomenal and the weather cooperated. Furthermore the problems I had read about in other race reports that had plagued the race in its previous editions, over-crowded race starts and poor trail markings, was non-existent. In its 25th edition, on the things that mattered, the race was firing on all cylinders.
A full race report is forthcoming but in the meantime I'll share these short videos. I'm no JB Benna and they are a bit shaky but you'll get a sense of what it was like.
My weaknesses was exposed and combined with some bad luck my resolve was sorely tested. I finished physically trashed and weary but mentally I felt like a giant once more. I'm embarrassed for such a bad showing but also proud for not quitting. One day I will fail to finish a race, at one point I thought that day was last Saturday at the 25th running of the Mohican 100 Mile Run, but thank God that day is yet to come! Moving slower these days but still tenacious. Thank you Ohio and the Mohican 100-Mile Run. What an unforgetable experience.
No rest for the weary—Masha and I are headed out to a wedding in Paso Robles today, a 3 hour drive and after the reception we are going to drive the 4.5 hours to the finish line at Western States 100. Excited to watch, cheer and congratulate friends we manage to catch. Haha, ouch! Gonna be an exhausting weekend, especially since I'm still tired from Mohican (like I have bad jet lag) but both are not to be missed.