2007 Hellgate Race Report [Quick Version]

While I’ll have more to say later, I did, in fact, drop out of Saturday’s Hellgate 100k. By 10 miles […]

By on December 11, 2007 | 5 comments

While I’ll have more to say later, I did, in fact, drop out of Saturday’s Hellgate 100k. By 10 miles in I was feeling very weak and despite pounding Clifshot for the next couple hours, my energy never came back. I called it quits at aid station 4. I had no real reason to drop other than I was tired. My legs were fine, I hadn’t turned an ankle, no kicked rocks – just tired. Pretty weak, huh?

In retrospect, there are a few things that may have played into me feeling so poorly. First, there’s that little matter of running hard (even if not “racing”) three 50 milers in 15 days just three weeks prior. Also, I worked all day Friday before the 12:01 a.m. Saturday start. This was a mistake. I had a somewhat stressful and extremely busy day in the office on Friday and I didn’t remember how much that can take out of me physically. I won’t make that mistake again… at least until I forget the lesson again.

I’ll hope to expand this post in the next couple days. However, work continues to be crazy – I was in the office for 9 hours on Sunday and almost 13 yesterday. With the need to get runs in, that doesn’t leave much time for anything else.

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Bryon Powell

Bryon Powell is the Editor-in-Chief of iRunFar. He’s been writing about trail running, ultrarunning, and running gear for 15 years. Aside from iRunFar, he’s authored the books Relentless Forward Progress: A Guide to Running Ultramarathons and Where the Road Ends: A Guide to Trail Running, been a contributing editor at Trail Runner magazine, written for publications including Outside, Sierra, and Running Times, and coached ultrarunners of all abilities. Based in Silverton, Colorado, Bryon is an avid trail runner and ultrarunner who competes in events from the Hardrock 100 Mile just out his front door to races long and short around the world, that is, when he’s not fly fishing or tending to his garden.