Wow! It’s been a minute since I have had time to post. I wanted to give an update on my latest running pursuits. After a solid winter of training, I thought the hay was in the barn for my March 15th race – The Chuckanut 50k in Bellingham Washington. This would be my 2nd running of this event. In my previous post (last year) after similar training, I toed the line on a beautiful and crisp sunny day to complete the race in 5 hours and 43 minutes. I ran the race with a bunch of buddies from our local running group – The Spokane Distance Project. I felt great, but apparently, I missed a section of the hardest and steepest part of the race (The chinscraper) which shaved off some time. My buddies gave me the nickname of “The Chuckanut Cheater” for rest of the year. I had to return to the scene of the crime and defend my honor.
Training went well during the winter. I thought I was ready. But a wicked cold was knocking people out at my work place and up until race week….I had avoided it. On the Thursday night prior to race weekend, it found me. Initially, it started with just a sore throat and a cough, so on Friday, I packed my Nyquil and Dayquil and headed across the state, hoping the cold would remain mild. I met up with teammates on Friday afternoon and I felt like I was walking on eggshells, just hoping the cold wouldn’t get worse. The skies were overcast, but the temperature was comfortable, so I was hoping for a good race day, similar to last year, but the cold felt like it was getting worse. I was coughing more and I could feel the pressure building up in my sinuses. I counted the minutes before I could take my Nyquil and go to bed.
On race day morning, I woke up to the sound of drizzling rain. After spending the first half hour clearing my throat and nose without trying to wake up my housemates, I … (Click Here to View Full Post and Comments)








































