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| Getting ready for the day |
The sun rose and the camp began to stir with activity. Breakfast was at 6:30 and the first wave of athletes would head out around 8:00 AM. My wave would be 30 minutes behind the first wave. I had a lot of time to think throughout the night as one of my tent mates sawed logs and my earplugs only muffled part of the sound. My plan for the day was to go SLOW. Move steady, hydrate and eat. I would let go of any desire to keep my leader status and just let the race unfold in a way that kept me healthy.
Stage two was close to 40 miles and completely exposed.
There was nowhere to get relief from the hot sun so I knew that it was critical
to stick to my plan. I was dressed in a long sleeve white shirt, shorts and my
white hat in an effort to keep my skin cool.
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| Stage 2 Start |
The stage started off mellow. The leaders were pretty much
together although the Morgan (the second-place guy) ran up the trail a little
ways. I was with a guy from Florida named Mike. Mike had significant stage
racing experience and it was awesome sharing the miles with him.
We came into the first aid station and there were several
people there refilling water. Morgan, who had run up the trail a ways was there
as well, refueling. I looked down and even though we were only an hour into the
race, I had drank over a liter of fluid. I felt amazing, so the extra fluid was
working. I refilled both bottles, ate some watermelon, and surprisingly Mike
and I got out of the aid station faster than Morgan.
Mike and I appeared to be in front of the race despite
taking things easier than the day before. The heat was already soaring and
sweat was soaking my clothing. I kept drinking a ton and refilled yet again
about an hour later.
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| Mika and I sharing miles |
Leaving the 13-mile aid station, I headed off the front for
a bit as I jogged downhill. The little voice inside my head told me to throttle
back a bit so I slowed my pace just enough to feel comfortable. I hit the 18-mile
aid station and sat in a chair to eat and get some refills on fluid. The
PB&J rollup I made the night before tasted wonderful and I ate the whole
1500 calorie meal in about 5 minutes. Mike arrived shortly after I did and ate
a bit while we sat and joked about the heat.
It was a night and day difference for me in terms of how I
felt from this time yesterday. I was shocked at how great I felt, and it was all
the result of the added sodium and fluid. I was taking in over a liter per hour
and 800mg of sodium.
Morgan arrived at the aid station just as Mike and I were
finishing up our stop, so Mike and I headed off into the desert.
The next 15 miles were an experiment in forward momentum and
hydration. The temperature was now 112 degrees and even hotter on the road. Mike
and I were walking every incline and jogging when we could. Mike told me
several times to go ahead if I wanted, but I was happy with the company and
thought we would be stronger together than apart. Around mile 34, Mike told me
how cool it was to be leading the stage for the day. He then told me he had
never won a race overall. I got super excited when he said that and responded
with “today is your day buddy! Let’s get you that win!”
My race shifted at that point. I went from being a racer to
a pacer, completely focused on helping Mike win a stage. It was a wonderful
shift for me. I no longer thought about my own suffering, but I focused on
helping my friend overcome his suffering.
Mike and I worked as a team the last 5 miles. I was forcing
calories into him as he began to cramp up. It was a slow run into the finish as
we battled through the heat and cramping Mike had. We didn’t see anyone behind
us though, so we moved as quickly as we could.
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| Getting it done |
Rounding the corner to the finish, I let up as Mike ran
ahead to take the stage. It was his first race win ever, and I couldn’t have
been happier for him!
Morgan came into the finish sprinting about 10 minutes after
us. He said he just wanted to stage to be over. I’m sure though, that it was to
keep the leader’s bib in his sights. A 20-minute delta was still possible to
overcome with three remaining stages.
We celebrated everyone as they finished that day. The
carnage in the field was significant as 11 people (1/3 of the field) DNF’d the
day. The heat got the best of just about everyone. The good news is that there
were no more IV’s or hospital rides and everyone made it back to camp safely.
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| Some looking for shade wherever possible |
This day, I was chaffed in some bad places so I new I’d have to wear an extra base layer under my running shorts from then on out. I also had some heat rash on my feet. Mike had some anti-inflammatory powder that he gave me and within an hour or so the rash went way down.
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| Heat rash on my feet |
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| Calling it a day |
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