the Windburn Six in the Stix (fatass)

for anyone unfamiliar with ultras: in a 6 hour race, runners compete to cover as much ground as possible in the 6 hours.

quite a few people came out.
-you cant miss me in what i refer to as my "stoner hoodie"-

the course was a 2.28 mile loop through James "Pate" Philip State Park. it was 20-30 degrees throughout the race, with literally 10 seconds of sunlight in two spurts during the 5th hour. -almost perfect conditions to run, except the 6'ish inches of snow on the trail.
loved the Vespa(see my "stuff i use" page for my review), i ate and drank very little during the 6 hours: about 8 ounces of pure water, about 6 ounces of water with some Vanilla Bean GU in it, a 5-hour energy, about 10 chocolate chip cookies, 3 small cups of chicken noodle soup, and some hot chocolate in the last half mile. it sounds like a lot written out like this, but when compared to what most people do (like a GU every half-hour and a liter of water every hour, etc), its almost negligible.
the start of the race was pretty miserable, not meaning that it wasnt fun, just that i covered very little distance with my effort. during the first four or five laps, the footing was absolutely awful. only ultra runners would host a race at a cross country skiing destination! but then again, most people came prepared with yaktrax or microspikes, so im not sure if my road racing Nikes gave me a fair feel of how the traction was for most people. the snow did pack down some, and by the end running was pretty comfortable. i honestly think that i would have been able to cover more ground if i had just run the last five hours and sat in my car for the first hour.
ending the day just over marathon distance was the least i would have been happy with, and thats exactly what i did. about 27.1 miles. not much, but its technically an ultra, and it counts in my book. and im sure i could have got another mile or two had i been really focused on the raw numbers, but i was there for the experience. -and i like to talk: i spent at least two hours walk/jogging with a man named Russell who was 69 years old. its people like that who i envy. if my body lets me run until im 70, thats another 50 years! and thats a crap load of running!
good run, great day. only regret: not owning microspikes...yet.

about 30 minutes in the clothes started comin off; i was actually more naked about an hour before this was taken. im pretty sure that weird smile had frozen on by then.



a well deserved snowbath, and a few others seemed to think i looked like a good idea. misery does like company

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