Nope, didn’t run that beautiful 50K through the Wildwood trail in Portland last Sunday, but I had a fantastic weekend with family and friends. Bad calf, bad foot, bad hammy has kept my weekly mileage low and kept me from my race, but it didn’t keep me from enjoying the other loves of my life. Driving up to Portland on Friday morning, it felt weird not stressing out about race details…did I bring enough Gu? when was packet pick up? did I pack the race map to go over for the 100th time, should I have a glass of wine with dinner or skip it? Nope, didn’t have to worry about all that. I was sad not to be, but also oddly relieved. Hey, no stress. “Ok, go with it” I told myself. And steer clear of the suffering-funk I can get myself into. Here’s the weekend highlights….
Thank you friends and family for a sweet and love-filled weekend.