Three days of running the Western States course with aid stations, drop offs and new friends, what a fantastic way to spend a long weekend
Admittedly I started to get nervous before heading out to Sacramento; what if I was disappointingly slow? What if the altitude, even though not terribly high, bothered me, what if what if? I was feeling like it was going to be a measure of my training, but coming so close to the race that if I didn’t measure up then it would be too late to do much about it. It made me sweat a little thinking about it the Thursday before I flew out.
Up at 3am and out the door for an early morning flight. I had a layover in FL where I knew my sister in law would be getting engaged soon. I hoped the storm would hold off for their celebration.
Arriving in Sacramento we had a little rental car detour but after a few hours we were in Auburn. The woman whose airBNB we stayed at was delighted to have some states runners staying. She told us She had some top ten women stay several years in a row. Gotta soak up that good top ten juju!
I was fortunate to room with Jackie Merritt, last years F7 who was nice enough to fill my head with all sorts of things to help plan for a good race
We dropped our luggage and walked to the finish, and then back up the course towards Robie Point. It was an overcast day, very different from the typical race day weather. As I got my first glimpses of the course my excitement grew.
That night I slept well, but only because 15 hours of travel will make me tired.
Day 1 of camp
We woke up and hopped into the car to drive to Foresthill where check in was. RD Craig Thornley told us a little about the section we were going to run that day. It was chilly with a chance of rain, another atypical weather day.
The bus ride up the mountains I spent chatting with Jackie and trying to ignore my anxiety. The busses dropped us and we all just began down the hill. I was told there was usually snow this Tim of year, at least in patches, however this year there wasn’t a spec of snow. Quickly we happened upon Camelia Mayfield who had just raced her way in with a golden ticket from Lake Sonoma. It would be her very first 100 mile race. The three of us continued downhill chatting and enjoying the cool weather. Eventually we lost Jackie, somehow we missed each other pausing at different times to adjust/pee. The rest of the run I kept wondering where she was, I thought she was ahead while she was actually behind after several pee breaks slowing her down.
The miles flew by with Camelia and eventually Ian Sharman, who she knew from Bend. He had lots of good information to share and the two of us soaked up his wisdom as best as we could.
Just before we arrived at Foresthill we caught up to a group of women who had run WSER several times by top ten automatic entry, my coach Meghan was part of this group. She had a big smile and hug for me as we all ran into the finish together. Some of them continued for more miles. The rest of us stopped for the day.
After jackie finished we packed up and drove back to Auburn where we ate and got into bed fairly early, still feeling like we were on east coast time.