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The Idaho Mountain Festival- this is how it goes

We arrive before noon. We swing by the Visitor Center, Juanita will give me a look of apprehension, and a beautiful smile. Wallace finalizes the logistics of where we stop cars, arrange parking permits, and so forth.

Then, the drive to Castle. I take the shortcut.

I'm never sure who will be there when we pull up. Some get delayed with kids and life, a handful always surprise me being there early. Box after box are unloaded.

"What can I do?"

Time will pass. I get compliments on dinner, an ever-morphing chili that's some sort of unregulated mixture thrown together by the stiffly scheduled kitchen staff.

Someone will complain that the schedule states we will have a fire at 8pm. It's 8:05pm and there's no fire. Soon, there's a fire. I don't know who started it. Someone quietly slipped in and took care of it. I'll wish I could thank them.

Things will happen. An athlete gets drunk and runs around with underwear on their head. Babies cry. Early sleepers …

an unfinished WURL, and the goodness of others

“There is nothing wrong with dreaming big dreams, just know that all roads that lead to success have to pass through Hardwork Boulevard at some point.”― Eric Thomas 

Knowing that failure is a part of big accomplishments doesn't make dusting yourself off, over and over again, any easier.

Below Catherine's Pass earlier this summerLast weekend I had the privilege of attempting WURL once again.

...But first, a little preface.
Before WURL, I was fighting a bout of depression. As something I've struggled with off and on since childhood, I thought it best to just ignore it and wait it out, as I usually do. I don't know all the intricate workings of the body, but my low iron levels encouraged lethargy and it seemed to make it worse...and worse, to a new level of low. I felt as Sylvia Plath once referenced, part of a river, and whether that river flowed with sadness or with joy I had no control over it, but I seemed to be swept up in the current of whichever was flowing.

I didn'…

an unfinished WURL, and the goodness of others

“There is nothing wrong with dreaming big dreams, just know that all roads that lead to success have to pass through Hardwork Boulevard at some point.”― Eric Thomas 

Knowing that failure is a part of big accomplishments doesn't make dusting yourself off, over and over again, any easier.

Last weekend I had the privilege of attempting WURL once again.

...But first, a little preface.
Before WURL, I was fighting a bout of depression. As something I've struggled with off and on since childhood, I thought it best to just ignore it and wait it out, as I usually do. I don't know all the intricate workings of the body, but my low iron levels encouraged lethargy and it seemed to make it worse...and worse, to a new level of low. I felt as Sylvia Plath once referenced, part of a river, and whether that river flowed with sadness or with joy I had no control over it, but I seemed to be swept up in the current of whichever was flowing.

I didn't expect WURL to solve any problems, but …

Race Report: the things I should say

“so pleased with my race” 4:30 in the morning? You know it’s supposed to rain tomorrow, right? Aw, hell, we got a 100 coming up. I’ll be there. Think we have time for 15 miles?
“it all just came together” Please God, heal my legs. I know I have such a rich life blessed with family and friends and moments, oh! So many moments worth lifetimes. I’m undeserving to ask this but please, please, God. Please heal these injured legs so they can run, so I can be free again. Please God.
“what a great day on the trails with friends” It’s ok, you can wait in my car you don’t need to talk to anyone and it’s not time to line up yet. Just put the headphones on and listen to music, it’s ok. Just hide in my car a little longer.
“race organization went smoothly” Take this Tylenol. Now. Oh ok, in 4 miles at the aid station. But you have to promise to eat then too. No, it’s not time for a walking break. You’re strong. Look at you, moving like you only ran 20 miles! You’re ahead of schedule. Always, always, ahead.
“so appreciative that…

Race Report: the things I should say

“so pleased with my race” 4:30 in the morning? You know it’s supposed to rain tomorrow, right? Aw, hell, we got a 100 coming up. I’ll be there. Think we have time for 15 miles?
“it all just came together” Please God, heal my legs. I know I have such a rich life blessed with family and friends and moments, oh! So many moments worth lifetimes. I’m undeserving to ask this but please, please, God. Please heal these injured legs so they can run, so I can be free again. Please God.
“what a great day on the trails with friends” It’s ok, you can wait in my car you don’t need to talk to anyone and it’s not time to line up yet. Just put the headphones on and listen to music, it’s ok. Just hide in my car a little longer.
“race organization went smoothly” Take this Tylenol. Now. Oh ok, in 4 miles at the aid station. But you have to promise to eat then too. No, it’s not time for a walking break. You’re strong. Look at you, moving like you only ran 20 miles! You’re ahead of schedule. Always, always, ahead.
“so appreciative that…