We have arrived. Are you sick of hearing about this race yet? Well, it will soon be a memory. But let me catch you up.
I jogged out to the start the first day. Sort of epic to see this iconic plain start line in person.
Olympics were here in 1960. Signs everywhere.
Here is the plaque for the start — but its not actually at the start. Its on the other side of the building.
Glenn arrived but went to the finish to do a little recon. Preview
Back at Team Shart HQ…my folks put up a sign.
The briefing. The fast dudes get called up.
Lots of folks at the briefing of course. Most boring briefing ever. Where is Ken Chlouber when you need him?
Check out the shirt on baby.
Sydney scores a mini-buckle.
Glenn and Natalee and Tim ran the Montrail 6K today which was from the race start up to the top of the first hill.
Just like the WS100 start but in the daytime!
My daughters wanted to chase after the racers so we did a bit. Then I realized a few feet later that I was on the WS100 for the first time ever. I wanted to start it fresh tomorrow. Oh well. I enjoyed it anyway.
Well, we are here. Here is the whole crew minus pacer Tim at the start line this morning. I want and will continue to thank this set of people for supporting my dream of running and racing. This is truly a dream come true and its pretty exciting for me to be able to share it with a group of friends and family. 100 milers are a crazy self-absorbed circus and I can’t wait to try my hand at my 3rd ever with their support.
Thanks to those friends and followers for the calls, texts, tweets, like and posts over the past few days. I hope you get a thrill out of following us virtually tomorrow.
The 2 things that EVERYONE I talked to told me:
1) Slow the fuck down. This makes me sound like a speedster. I just need to pace the first 60 so I can run the last 40 like I want to run the first 60.
2) Eat. I am set on shoving it in. Puke. Clean off. Eat. Solids as long as I can. Gels as long as I can.
That’s all I got. Only 1 thing left to do. Run.