Unfortunately for me Sunday’s Western States training run did not go well. I remember thinking on Saturday that I’m glad I am not running in the mountains today because of the cold, wet, rainy weather. That idea foreshadowed things to come. On Sunday, Tony arrived before 7 AM. We left and proceeded to Forest Hill driving into the fog looking for the sunshine. There isn't much sunshine but instead cold temperature. We registered for the training run, chatted with Greg Soderlund and Tim Twietmeyer and then were joined by Sue and Bill. Bill left and planned to meet her at Rucky Chucky. Her goal is to run 16 miles.
Tony, Sue, and I began the training run together. After a short while, Sue took the lead followed by me in second place and Tony behind me. We continued running and I told Tony early into the run that I didn’t feel great. I did not know what was going on but it was clear that things weren’t right. It’s like I had led feet and was without energy. After a few miles or so, Sue gets out in front and after that I did not see her again.
A runner by the name of Brad, age 47, ran with us to the first aid station at about 8 miles into the run. As it turned out, he lived in our area through high school. He currently lives at Davis. He told us that he is testing out some gear he received from his brother a researcher from Camelback. I plan to contact him later so that I can talk to the Camelback people about donating items for the Cool Ride and Tie and possibly advertising their gear in my book.After leaving the aid station the trail is a series of switchbacks heading down in the direction of the American River. At this point I’m not running, I am merely shuffling. Tony gets in front and I tell him to run ahead since this is not my day. I reviewed the previous week in my head attempting to figure out the cause for feeling so lousy. Chances are it might be related to not sleeping well the last three or four days. My book cover is on my mind. In any event, I’ll never know. Were my thoughts positive going into this run? In any event, I had a lousy day. What is also clear is that I didn’t come close to catching Tony. He kicked my butt. I’ll race him, another time, at that distance and see what happens. Prescription number 3 from my book fits at this point: enrich your life by making friends, sharing interests, learning about others by becoming part of the new group.
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