I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Asa was impressed with the ore cart trophy from Leadville. It’s a miniature mining cart complete with lots of ore. My mother was not thrilled with the rocks being dumped over and over again onto her wood floors, but she did like the Double Magnum of wine I was given. (I did not know the word for a huge can’t-fit-in-your-luggage [...]Liza
Leadville is a great race and the people involved are outstanding. I had a pretty hard time there. My stomach turned on me after about 40 miles and I was reduced to eating Saltine crackers during the last 30 miles. One Saltine cracker and then a mouthful of water to wash the pasty mass down. (Not as fun as it sounds.) T., who paced the last [...]Liza
I will miss hostel living. This place is full of great people who are happy to sit and talk about running for hours. It’s a runner’s crack house. Last night I came back around nine and folks were sitting around on the comfy couches in the living room showing each other different nifty running websites. I passed a fun half an hour [...]Liza
So there are these young guys at the hostel who got up early this morning (before 4am) to go running — in order to see how it would feel to be up at that hour. Are you laughing uproariously too? Now, of course, there is nothing wrong with getting up to run at 4am, and nothing wrong practicing running in race conditions. In fact, there’s [...]Liza
I just got down from Mosquito Pass. It’s a 13,185 foot pass east of Leadville that you can drive most of the way up. Once the road got too rough for a car, I hiked slowly up the last miles with a fellow from the hostel. Hostel Guy wanted to hike a bit higher than the pass, so I pulled out my down jacket and hunkered down behind some [...]Liza