Finish time: 51:25
Pace: 10:43
Place in age group: 39th Place
So, was it hell getting up at 4:15 a.m.? Or was the hell meeting in the Jackson National Life parking lot before the sun came up? Perhaps it was hell when we passed the road to hell (definitely not a highway) and had to turn around. But the hell could have been the long line at the port-a-john's (Mark Tenhove can probably comment on that more). No wait! The hell was waiting a half an hour for the race to start. Ha! That was nothing. The hell was actually the endless hills on a dirt road, having to pee and needing to eat.
Yeah. We all had our personal hells on this race.
And it was a blast...for me at least.
I liked getting up early and seeing my RivRunner friends before the sun came up. I liked getting to the race site an hour and a half early. I liked breaking in one of the first port-a-john's and then seeing the huge line half an hour later. I liked having time to hang out before the race started. I liked the hills because they were challenging and I could coast down the other side. I met people. I prayed for an enemy during mile 1. I walked a little bit. I almost gave up in mile 2. God rallied me in mile 3. I saw a smooshed snake. I ran in the shade. The devil gave me a Fireball jaw breaker. I blessed the people turning to run the 10 mile. A ten-miler passed me as I finished the 4.8. I didn't want to pass out when I finished the race, either.
I ran through Hell, MI. I loved it. And it's awesome to know that I only ran through hell but I don't have to stay there.
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