Ask ANYTHING: CCC100 Edition
|September 11, 2015||Posted by Emily under Uncategorized|
My Cascade Crest 100 recap took several days, 4,227 words, and many, many beers to write and I still don’t feel like I scratched the surface of the race.
Like, how did I not mention that I probably consumed an entire pound of bacon before Mile 50?
Or that I had a collective 23 miles logged on all four pairs of the shoes that my crew lugged around, yet managed to escape without a single blister.
Or that one of the biggest hurdles to jump in the second half of the race was when Chris needed TP, started our second fight of the day over my lack of spare wiping material, and resorted to a damp, discarded Subway wrapper? (1) Ew. 2) Sorry for outing you to the world wide web, CG. 3) Thanks for leaving a trace, stranger. 4) If you ever find yourself in a similar situation, make sure to check your hydration pack before you introduce trash to your ass. You’ll probably find some TP.)
Last year, I repeated what I did after my first (and only ironman) and opened up this digital floor to questions after I ran Pine to Palm. And then wrote a post that rivals the length of my CCC100 race recap answering all of them.
Which was really, really fun. Not as much fun as actually running 100 miles, but still, a damn good time.
Since I got pretty distracted by training, and work, and blog hacking (yeah, that happened) in the days and weeks leading up to the race, there’s plenty of material covering that aforementioned training, and gearing, and actually running the 100 miler that never got chatted about on the internet. So let’s try this question and answer business again.
Plus, it will give me something to do during the off season while my ass heals from trying to ride my bike for the first time in two years.
Since there’s no such thing as TMI in running, especially ultras, hit me with your best shot. Fueling, training, pacing, finish line beering, running, pooping, stripping, snacking, gearing, what I plan to bribe the RD with to get in next year. It’s all on the table. Fire away, friends!