I know, I know, it’s been almost a week since the race and I’m just now getting to posting about it – I’m sorry!! It’s been a crazy week and I’ve been playing a whole lot of catch-up.
First off, shout outs need to be given to Donna and Mike Davis and Earl Cornelius for putting together a fabulous group for the race – we had 12 runners out of the Rock Runners group participate and even a couple “groupies” come down for the fun as well.
Pete and I both had to work last Friday during the day, so our departure from Denver was rather late at 6:30pm. Regardless, Pete’s lead foot got us to Moab in a blistering 5 1/2 hours. We arrived at the duplexes just South of Moab and hit the hay immediately.
No less than 5 hours later did our alarms go off. Everyone was up milling about getting ready for the race – the atmosphere was pretty exciting! As we all went through the motions (eating, coffee, sunscreen, glide, coffee, race bib, coffee, etc.) and started to load the buses to go up the canyon for the start of the race, my head was full of uncertainty.