I started a little early assuming the mountainbikers would speed past me and that Erich would easily finish a couple or a few hours before me. I hate making people wait, though having Zella assured that at least her master (Brad) would wait around for me.
I felt quite good early on and enjoyed the run. Zella and I cruised along stopping for pictures and such.

Erich caught me fairly quickly despite having started half an hour after I did. We ran and chatted and he ended up staying with me. This was super nice of him since he's really fast. It was a lot of fun hanging out. I started to feel icky after awhile, probably a combination of drinking too much beer and wine Friday night and not eating and drinking enough during the run. I also went out faster than I normally would which likely compounded my malaise.

Despite my increasingly slowed pace, we never saw the mountainbikers. At mile 19 we still hadn't seen them. We ultrimately took a faster/shorter route back, ending with a little under 28 miles, and waited forever for their sorry mountainbiker asses. I am endlessly amused by the fact that mountainbiking isn't necessarily faster than running. I'm sure it's great fun for the mountainbikers, and by no means does speed determine the superior way to enjoy trails, but it doesn't make me want to rush out and buy a mountainbike.

Sonja had to sit this one out as she had a little incident Friday night involving her escaping and getting hit by a car. Thankfully she's ok with a couple broken bones and a gazillion stitches. It was scary but we love our doggie and are sure glad she wasn't killed.
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I feel so bad for Sonja. That must have been really traumatizing for her. Hopefully she recovers soon.
The reason mountain biking is slower than running is because mountain bikers rarely run with their bicycles; they walk with them. And then they stop, get back on, ride a few yards, stop, and walk again. Repeat. It's a painfully slow process but the reward is ... well ... I forget what the reward is. But sometimes I enjoy taking my bikes for walks. Every snow bike race I've ever done has been at running speed — 100-milers in the range of 20-25 hours. That's why I'm so curious to try one of those races without a bike. I'm curious if it's actually that much harder.
Ohhh, poor Sonya. :(
I wish I could have gone to Swan Crest (even though I couldn't anyway)!! That was a highlight for me last year.
That was scary - so glad Sonja will be OK. We were wondering who the Weimaraner was until we scrolled down far enough. Looks like a great run, too! Have a nice week and take good care of your wounded girl.
Thanks you guys. And Jill, I hope you realize that I'm totally not disparaging mountain biking and totally admire you and your peeps. But look forward to the misery and company thing you hear about :p
Poor Sonja!!! I'm glad she's ok - she looks pitiful in that pic! Lots of love from my pack!
Danni,
That run looks awesome. I wish some year I could come out and join you for the 57k. Give sweet Sonja an extra doggie treat for me.
Sonja! Oh no! Hope she's okay and you are all okay.
I went for a 6 mile run yesterday and felt like such a champion. It makes me giggle to read about your long distances. : )
You have had such an amazing summer, living in the moment and appreciating life! Your winter plans sound fun too.
Poor Sonja. She looks bewildered (why does my leg hurt?). Give her a hug from me!
I'll probably see you at Firetrails, assuming my feet ever heal up from a failed attempt at Rio.
Cynthia
poor doggie! I'm glad she is okay. My neighbor's dog was not so lucky...
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