The organizers and volunteers of the Umstead 100 have ruined my life.What did they do?
Completely screwed me.
They gave Shannon a wonderful, successful 100 miler in her first attempt. And now she is an Ultra Runner.
And me, the poor non-ultra spouse, has this to look forward to for the rest of my life:
- Weekends of 48 hour sleep deprivation
- Trying to get her to drink Pedialyte and watching her puke like she is an infant.
- Changing her stinking shoes at 12 a.m.
- Listening to her analyze race results for hours on end
- Packing the car in the pouring rain and mud at 4 a.m.
- Getting calls to come pick her up in the middle of training run
|It's 2 AM, she has run 92 miles, and she is still frickin smiling?|
That's just not right.
But no. Instead the Umstead Endurance Run gave her a well supported, accessible, and friendly path to her first 100 mile finish. And now she is going to be running many, many more.
I feel most hurt by the friends who volunteered at the race and were therefore responsible, however indirectly, for getting Shannon hooked on this completely insane habit. They were enablers and dare I say even pushers.
I will be expecting an apology from all of the them, not limited to the following people:
- Harold Hill for working Aid Station #2 and taking some fantastic photos.
- Iris for working 2 shifts at Sally's Asylum and helping crew for Shannon and Kelly.
- Josh for his pacing including Shannon for a lap.
- Ronnie and Karen for the tedious and unglamorous job of transcribing the detailed timing results.
- Heiko for pacing
- Scott for working Sally's Asylum to the wee hours of the morning.
- Charles West for his volunteering and the great support he gave Shannon
- Rhonda Hampton, Associate Race Director, for being a mentor to Shannon and insisting that the Umstead 100 be her first.
- And of course, many others.
But I guess there will be another one next year, unfortunately.