A Crewing Adventure - TRT 100

View of Lake Tahoe from the Flume Trail 
Funny how my mind works. I woke up the other morning and decided that I was ready to try a 100 miler. I was SO ready, in fact, I almost signed up for one. In September. In Michigan. The Hallucination 100. I was THIS close to registering.

But my coach recommended that I give myself a little more time to prepare and my husband thought I should stay closer to home.  In fact, my husband jokes that I can just run 1200 laps around our court. All the neighbors will bring out their chairs and cheer me on while I just run in circles. For fun. Afterall, its all about the love of running, right? 

Or is it?

If it is all about the love of running I should be happy to do just any race. I should be happy with running a race on the same trails I've ran before in my own backyard. There's some pretty awesome trails out here and I haven't even come close to to exploring even one tenth of them. So why do I gravitate towards races where I need a train, a plane, or a full tank of gas in the van in order to get to them?

Because its all about the adventure.

Speaking of adventures...

I'm packing my van and getting ready to head up to Truckee tomorrow where I will be meeting the Robillards for an epic weekend in the High Sierra. I offered to help crew Jesse Scott (In Search of Solid Ground) for the Tahoe Rim Trail 100 Mile Endurance Race, a race that has recently made it to the frontal lobe of my brain.

The TRT is something of an enigma to me. The Flume Trail (the MTB trail that traverses its way along the TRT course) is a regular "epic ride" for my husband and his Tahoe buddies. To say this area is breathtaking is an understatement. So I've heard, anyway. I've never actually got to see it from the 8,000' trail overlooking the blue water of Lake Tahoe (I'm usually at home watching the kids) but I've been jonesin' to kayak the turquoise blue Sand Harbor that sits just below. We've been trying to plan a neighborhood Ride/Kayak day where the guys ride the Flume to the harbor below releasing the girls to kayak while the kids get a day of play on the beach. We even had a day planned last Summer and then something happened. I think it was a freak thunderstorm - which seems to happen a lot in Tahoe. Go figure.

I'm excited to help out with the crewing and well... party crash, yet again. It looks like Shelly and I might be sharing a bed in a hotel in Carson City for one night (sorry, Kate) and I might even get to run a few bonus miles if Jesse needs crewing at some of the no-vehicle-access aid stations.

Interesting that this race doesn't allow pacers. Instead they call them "Safety Runners" where they are required to run behind their runner and not aid them in any way unless for emergency reasons.

The name "Safety Runner" reminds me of a voodoo doll I once bought for my husband called "Safety Boy" which I purchased in Chinatown, SF shortly after my husband impaled himself on his bike handlebar resulting in a trip to the UC Davis Trauma Center and a hole the size of his fist left in his groin. Yes. You can stop reading. Your welcome.

The doll was suppose to protect him from getting hurt.

So far it's worked.

I really need to learn the safety song.


So I promised Jesse I would bring him some of my "dirty nipples" for a pre-race, proper carb-loading, all processed and nothing natural treat. I even added a little party to it by throwing in a few shots of Kahlua.

Not sure how much partying will actually be happening though. Unlike his tardy attendance at the New York City Barefoot Run, I think Jesse actually wants to be on the start line at 5am. Well, he may not want to be there at 5am, but he probably wants to be there sans the hangover at least.

We'll see how that goes.
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  1. Glad to hear you didn't waste your time going to the boring part of MI. If you want an adventure in MI the only place to go is http://marquettetrail50.com/. 1/2 the length but 1000% more beautiful.

  2. I love your husbands comment!! HAHA! Lucky duck you getting to meet all the big wig barefoot people! ~Nora


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