First of all I’m so stoked to be home. Last week I spent 7 days in New Orleans for work. Lets just say New Orleans is the exact opposite of everything that makes me happy. I like being outside, playing in the dirt, staring at/swimming in the ocean, and good beer. There was none of that going on there. I got in about 45 (boring) miles in the 7 days I was there and all around 12-15 hour work days. On the work side of everything it was a huge success that will hopefully pay off for me in the future. I love where I live and there is not a day that goes by that I am not truly grateful for my surroundings. Whenever I have to leave for any significant amount of time I do truly miss my hood.
So… my race schedule is now complete and definitely pretty gnarly. A lot went down in the past few days which has solidified most of my year from a racing stand point. It started off on Monday by getting an email from the guys putting on the Ultra Race of Champions inviting me to come and race in September. I was pretty stoked about this. I had considered jumping into this race a month ago and bounced the idea off a lot of people but didn’t pull the trigger. The course is gnarly and all above 9,000 ft in Colorado. I thought about it for like 30 seconds after I got the email on Monday and decided there was no way I could pass up this opportunity. With a big prize purse the field is going to be stacked (already is!) with a lot of the best guys and girls in the game from around the world. I’ll no doubt be outta my league but that’s half the fun.
Then later on Monday night I got an email confirming I got into the Squamish 50 (miler). After talking with Paul and Jenni (lives in Squamish) when we were in Catalina for the Avalon 50 and hearing about how awesome the course is and how competitive the race is I had to sign up… especially with the offer of a free place to crash! I checked when I got home and the race was sold out. So I put my name on the waiting list and luckily got in. So in August I’ll be heading to BC for another thrashing on some epic single track!
Then I got the big news Tuesday afternoon. Last Sunday morning i entered my name in the lottery for the San Diego 100 (miler) and as my current luck would have it… I got in! I went back and forth and back and forth on whether or not to attempt to run a 100 miles this year (or ever). After a lot of thought I decided to go for it and enter the lottery. I wasn’t going to chase any other 100’s but if I got in SD100 I’d charge it. So that’s the plan. the dream crushing crew & pacers are already being lined up. Slater will be returning the favor to me after I paced him in the Zion 100 last May. I still haven’t totally wrapped my head around running 100 miles but I am excited about charging some thing that actually instills some fear in me. I think for the first time in my 7 years of racing that I am a bit intimidated by a race. I by no means thought all of the other races I have done in the past were easy, but I always knew I could finish, just not maybe as fast as I wanted if things went wrong. Running 100 miles on some gnarly trails is another story.
I finally got around to trying the new IPA from Rough Draft. Very good. Another reason SoCal is the best place to live! Don’t hate.