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| Jeff, Dennis, me, Tony |
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| The start |
Yes, yet another DNF and ridiculously early in the race as well. Here's what happened...This is probably the best I've been prepared race wise as far as knowing what to expect, what I had packed, realistic pacing chart and medicine preparation. I got to SLC a day early so I was not rushed, confused and tired. My running preparation was nice, nothing too spectacular or hardcore. I had a good summer with some incredible trail runs. I found running sneakers that I love and with
Drymax socks, not a blister all summer. The race started and I walked and trotted with Jeff for the first 13.5 miles. At 13.5 miles, yes, the stomach started going despite or perhaps because of the medicine preparations I had made. I ran for two minutes, walked for one for as long as I could and that wasn't long. I took Zofran like it was going out of style. The nausea was overwhelming. I dropped at 28.5.
Regardless, I enjoyed everything but the nausea. Seeing old friends and meeting new ones is always AWESOME! The third of the course that I saw was gorgeous. The volunteers were incredible. As a matter of fact, I was given a great "you did great and quitting was the right choice" speech from a really good looking former second place finisher of Wasatch. It was great to catch up with Jeff during the time we spent together on the trail. At the end Niels, was so, so kind to me and my sorry ass. He walked down the trail with me, rubbed my back while I threatened to dry heave and made me laugh. Niels, if you read this, thank you so much.
What went wrong? I got sick much, much earlier than I ever do when I run alone and when I'm not racing. The nausea was NOT a result of under training. I'm definitely thinking that it was either too much HC, too much salt and too little water or some combination of the three.
Will I attempt another 100? Yes, I hope so. This was my most depressing DNF. I was as prepared as I could be. I DID SOMETHING to create the nausea, very sad. Very preventable. I can't let Addison's get the best of me. I can't allow adjusting medicines on my own to be a barrier to what I want to do. Come on Ancient Oaks 100 acceptance!
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| John B goes down hard |
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| Jeff eating the breakfast of champions, gas station donuts |
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| SLC from Chinscraper |
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| Paul Bunyon's balls |
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| Jeff doing awesome! |
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| Beauty everywhere |
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| Paul Bunyon's balls from a few miles away |
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| So pretty! |
For more pics from Wasatch 100:
https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.491628696770.271596.727986770&l=abf60b2e6b&type=1
8 comments:
You are still this girl's hero. I am sorry, Dusty.
I think you're freaking awesome. Your failure represents more gumption and "can do" than just about anybody I know. I am not afflicted by Addisons and I don't even remember how I got to your page, but think your ability to write about what you go go through, and appreciate the life you're living is just wonderful.
You'll kick ass on your next run....
vin
Sorry this one got you down Dusty! Your pics are beautiful, and I'm glad you were able to connect with some old friends despite your rough time. :)
Not finishing doesn't make you a failure. Just starting it makes you a STAR!
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If 28.5 miles is a failure, I want to fail like YOU!!
Chad
the failure is only to those who don't attempt such feats.
You are an inspiration to all who have the added struggles of Addisons.
I am encouraged to move forward with my fitness goals and body health.
Thanks Dusty
Dusty, you rock!! You made it to and left that starting line in the dust. And you are the epitome of "real women ultra runners don't wear hotpants" Although of course you could totally pull the look off -- and be oh so stylish!
Please think about joining me in the Graveyard 100 - 100k that is....
Thanks to all of you! I'm going to do another long run this weekend but, due to lack of training, I will probably not finish. I will not whine though!!!!!!
Dusty
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