An incredible view:

Beginning the climb right off the starting line:

Single track (The crowd eventually thins out):

This hill was a slow and steady climb:

Looking out at Tiburon and Angel Island:

Finally, some downhill:

Crossing the finish line:

Here is what their aid stations look like. Yummy "fuel" (salt, sugar, gatorade, coke, etc):

Here is the fleet feet gang at the finish line. I love these ladies. (And thanks to Sandi for all the pictures!)

What is it like when a run like this ends and I come down from the trails?
Although my thighs can barely lift my feet, I feel strong.
With my legs covered in dirt and my clothes soaked with sweat, I feel clean.
Though fatigue pulses through every nerve, I feel well rested.
And somehow, even with my skin chafed and my body craving food, I feel whole.
3 comments:
I love it! And although I will never be the runner that you are, I thoroughly appreciate your posts about this stuff because I can totally relate to how wonderful running is! (And 2 years ago, I never would have dreamed I would be capable of saying something like that.) Great job!
You are amazing!!!!
oh, that sounds awesome!! way to go! You are so inspiring. What a beautiful race.
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