One of my chief concerns for this entire enchilada was this morning. I remember 16 years ago waking up in Bridgeport after the first day. The first steps off the stairs of Bridgeport Cross Country Coach Craig Johnson's house were like knives stabbing every muscle cell in my body. After walking for a 1/4 mile, I knew something was wrong and I knew the run was over. Little did I know, it truly was fatigue. Muscles were sore to a point that I had never experienced. Instead of toughing it out and attempting to move on, I immediately quit the journey.
So, today's first steps were important. I feared more for this morning than any other day of the trip. And after beating my quadriceps up yesterday from miles 38 to 44, the anxiety was palpable.
Then it happened. The pain was there, but the quadriceps responded. Fatigue was noticeable, but the legs were ready for the day.
From the intersection of 385 at the start of the day to Alliance, I was very aware of the hills I was about to encounter. After all, we had to drive to Alliance last evening after the run to get to our hotel. Fearing how my legs would react to the elevation gain, I was extremely cautious. Yesterday's run really only included a few minor hills. But to my surprise, the first 24 miles today were relatively "easy." The quads felt brand new.
After leaving Alliance, we entered the Sandhills. I've heard so many things about the Sandhills and have always wanted to visit. To be able to enjoy them for hours was a saving grace. Truly remarkable scenery. I didn't think yesterday's bluffs could possibly be topped, but if today is any indication of what the next few days will entail, I'm very much looking forward to the landscape.
The last few miles were similar to yesterday: a grind. Lots of walking and stopping (I like to say I'm admiring the scenery). But yet again, as the end was in sight, it was clear that another accomplishment had been met.
100 miles in two days. The most I've ever run back to back. Yet again, my crew saved me in times of great despair. Into the heart of the Sandhills tomorrow.