
As I feared, I should have run a few more miles to train for the Umstead 100 Mile Trail Run. It would have helped. The first 50 went ok, but the NC heat (relative to MN) and humidity (98-100%) quickly began to take their toll. The next 25 miles were a bit more touch-and-go, and my longshot (#3) goal for a 21-22 hour finish were more seriously in doubt and a sub 24 hour time became the target of my desires.
Between miles 75 and 100, the train left the tracks and physical, (bad stomach, dizziness, hypothermia, exhaustion) nutritional (electrolyte, sugar, salt, and water imbalance), mental (all of the above and more) and equipment challanges (lack of dry shoes, socks, and clothing) tempted my overwhelming desire(s) to quit.
In the scope of Maslow's famous Hierarchy of Needs... I'd say I was close to bottom of the pyramid: Basic Survival. My goals were recalculated to the #1 goal for ALL 100 mile runners, and that goal is simply to finish. After some calculated first aid and by helping others (a three-time Badwater Ultramarathon finisher to name one) I managed to help myself slug through the final 12.5 miles to sucessfully cross the finish line in 27 hours and 25 minutes. Oh... did I mention it rained or drizzled for 23 of the 27 hours we were out on the course?

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Sounds like a horse clopping down the road. You still da man! You still da family with the mostess! ;-) By the way, that house would be perfect. Cozy and every bit of space used. That is the way you want it.
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