MILES IN THE MISTY MORNING
CREEK CONQUERED & CONTINUING WITH WET FEET
TECHNICAL TRAIL BLAZING IN THE LAST 2 K'S
The dawn of the day was divine for running in the blue mountains, quite chilly, a soft morning mist lingered as I assembled with the many fitties about fling themselves up & down a few hills for the foreseeable hours ahead.
Pre-race nerves radiated the air as excited runners chatted about times, terrain & the terrors of the inclines. The elites set off with a bang, charging off at great speed, the incredibles that they are.
I chatted to a running friend of my goal to just finish & we set off on our ultra challenge in the last wave at 7.35am. A slow start as the running jam caused chaos down the steep slippy slopes, it gave me some time to make up to beat the sweep too. So I put in some 5 min k's to keep ahead of the 7 hour cut off crew.
I felt great running along the track, out in the bush, perfect cool temperatures, the soft mists subsiding to reveal stunning views, I felt alive again, after weeks of stress at work, I realised why & how much I LUV trail running, the feeling of freedom & appreciation of the amazing beauty of the mountains.
Ahead the course challenged, whether it be thee river crossing equating to wet gravelly socks & shoes, the 10k hill climb; that was relentless as the sun started to get hot hot hot! Then beautiful soft undulating trails that I would have enjoyed a lil more if my legs had been willing.
Note to self again: train babe train.
Marathon running in the mountains always confronts your resolve & Saturday was no different, but I did it & so proud to cross the line in not too much over 6 hours. Feeling effin fabulous & energised. It was an amazing race, well organised, amazing support & volunteers, the atmosphere at the end was electric. See you next year 6 foot track, you were awesome!!!
