me and the legendary john geesler |
I didn't want to run Vermont. I wanted to stay at home and eat tacos and read poetry and drink tea. Unfortunately, I didn't do that, though I still did have some fun at Vermont.
The summer turned into a blur post VT100. I didn't have time to write a race report. Now, months late, I want to write one, but many details are fuzzy. Thus, I'll do a top ten: the worst and best of Vermont 100!
Best:
- Aid stations. They're great. Grilled cheese while running? Pancakes for breakfast aid stations? YES PLEASE.
- Views. Super duper pretty. Just gorgeous.
- Interesting course.
- My pacers were amazing. Fun. Wonderful. Cheerful. Great.
- Nothing like running for glow sticks. Kind of like a rave, and you hallucinate naturally.
- My pacers giving me amazing baked goods.
- Great, friendly runners.
- The volunteers are so nice. Neighbors even random left lemonade at one spot.
- Lovely sunrise.
- Horses.
Worst:
- Hills. OMG the hills. Seriously. How are there this many hills - and why do we come back?
- The rain. We hid out at an aid station from the rain during a horrendous downpour.
- My asthma sucked all day.
- OMG the hills. Seriously.
- Mud. Juicy, delicious mud.
- The hills.
- Lack of sleep.
- The hills.
- Worrying about weight gain/loss (yep, I did both).
- The hills.
I made a few realizations....too many 100s destroys Cherie. I'll be focusing more on 50 milers for a while...I feel way too burnt out. I'll stick with one 100 a year....and yes, Vermont 100 miler will be it!
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