Monday, May 19, 2014

2014 Born To Run 50k

The acid still hadn't worn off. Completely fried after Born To Run 50k, first event in nearly 21 months. Photo by Nancy Kaplan. Taken along side Hwy 154 N of San Marcos Pass, Santa Barbara Co, CA. May 18 2014 
The first 10 miles were young love-- it was all so fresh and new. I thought I'd met my soulmate, no thoughts of previous lovers.

The 2nd ten miles were inspirationally hard, and so much dialog and learning, but we got thru it, our love crushing and dominating.
 
As I finished, I became an impromptu celebrity based on my quiet mastery of SKT Method. I was cheered on as an inspirational meme by lawn chairs. Jumper cables were stowed away, the SAR team was told to take a hike.

The final 11 miles were bitter and judgemental. The harsh light of day revealed that we had nothing to say, because it was all about you. And I blame you. Literally.
And shit.
RD Luis Escobar, pre-race trail briefing. Or perhaps you weren't paying attention.
Born to Run ultras,  Los Olivos, Santa Barbara Co, CA. May 15-19 2014


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