218 Days Till The Angeles Crest 100

It was a typical Tuesday night at practice as I drove up the windy road to the base of Chantry.  This road had even more meaning to me now after the last week of my life.  On Saturday the Western States 100 lottery was held and again, my name was passed by.  But I couldn’t help but feel a little excited that my first mountain 100 mile race, instead of that one, would be in my own back yard.  After a very early morning at the office I pulled up to our 6:30 practice at 5:45.  I slipped in a favorite CD and promptly and unexpectedly, fell into a deep sleep.

About 30 minutes later, I woke up to the sound of Jim and Eric’s voices and laughter, fading me back from sleep to awareness.  It had been a challenging week to say the least but I never felt more peaceful  than I did in these mountains.  This was more my home than even my bedroom.  I looked up at Eric’s Jeep, realizing that 7 months from now, it may be parked in the very same spot and asleep in the passenger seat would be Kellie or Vanessa, as Eric paced around the aid station, checking his watch every few minutes, in his head silmultaneously telling me to stay strong and hurry the hell up.  Monya would be by my side, laughing at my hallucinations as we sang and told stories from our past.  Our lifetime friendship would once again be solidified through chosen pain and suffering.  She’d roll her eyes and laugh as she passed me off to Eric, telling him I was his problem now.  And with my friends by my side, another dream would emerge to reality.

Many of you might be reading this to get the story of why my Facebook status suddenly and unexpectedly went from ‘engaged’ to ‘single’ but know that you will not find it here.  If I have learned anything this week, it is that any given relationship is only two people’s business – the two that are in it.  I will say one thing though… life happens for a reason and there are no accidents, and really no mistakes if the choices that are made lead you on the path where you are supposed to be.  The only way to fail is to become so afraid to make decisions that it leads to stagnance.  And that you cannot be upset that you do not have everything in life that you want, if you don’t vocalize what those things are and go after them.

I’m not sure exactly why the ‘Western States gods’ once again overlooked me, but in all honestly, I’m very excited that I have the opportunity to do the Angeles Crest 100 instead.  My journey to that start line will be as much a learning experience for me as the race course itself.  And the adventure that awaits me, from Wrightwood to Pasadena will define me this year in ways I have yet to be defined and similar to any big life experience,  I will learn things about myself both that I like and that I don’t like.

218 Days…

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