Chimera 100 Race Report

Friday night before the race I woke up around 1 in the morning to the sound of pouring rain outside. Oh great, I thought, it’s going to be the 2009 race all over again. I already wrote a post about it, but the 2009 Chimera 100 had horrendous conditions. It was pouring rain and there were nasty biting cold winds that caused the race to be cancelled about 6 hours into the race. I tried not to think about it too much and fell back asleep for another couple hours until my alarm went off at 3:30.

When I woke up, surprisingly I was pretty alert… usually I drag and am pretty slow in the morning. I got my things together, made myself some eggs and then went to give Mark, who was still in bed sleeping, a kiss good bye before I left.

“Have a good run baby. This is your race, I know you’re gonna kill it,” were Mark’s half ass words of encouragement. Yeah yeah yeah… just go back to sleep. 

Candy Store Loop: Miles 0-20
Since I DNF’d my last 100 mile attempt, I decided that I needed to go into Chimera much better prepared and with a plan. A couple days before the race, I made a plan for myself, giving myself goals of how fast I wanted to be at each of the aid stations. My biggest goal was to just complete the race, but next to that, I wanted to finish in under 28 hours and getting a silver belt buckle. Under 30 hours would get silver and over 30 would get bronze.

I gave myself the first goal of being done with the Candy Store Loop in 4.5 hours. I REALLY hate this loop, but I actually felt pretty decent throughout this first section. I’m not sure why I hate it so much, it actually is a really pretty loop, but I was happy that it was the first 20 miles and not the last so that I could just get it over with and not have to think about it again. The loop starts and ends at the race start, where you can use your car as an aid station, and I ended up being back at my car in a little under my goal. I quickly switched into my Hokas, drank 300 calories of Vitargo and then was back out on my way in exactly 4 hours and 30 minutes into the race. Right on time.

Blue Jay to Bear Springs: Miles 20-42.5
The course continued after Blue Jay for a mile slightly uphill until we reached the Main Divide road, which took us on a steep, two mile climb to the top of the Trabuco trail. I felt fairly good going up the hill and would alternate running a minute and power walking a minute up the hill. At the top was an aid station, which I was in and out of quickly and then headed down the very technical Trabuco trail, which dropped down into the back end of Holy Jim. As I ran though Holy Jim, I was having a ball. I felt absolutely amazing… it was night and day compared to how I had felt at this point at Rio Del Lago a month before. At 28 miles in, I hit the next aid station, which again I was in and out of in under a minute and then headed out for a 10 mile out and back section. The first five miles to the turn around were slightly downhill. I still felt good, but wanted to make sure I held back a little and so I would run for 9 minutes and then walk for a minute. After the turn around, I caught up to Andi Ramer and another runner and stuck with them for the five miles back to the Holy Jim aid station. Since it was slightly uphill on the way back, I had planned on running 4 minutes and then walking one, which was the same plan that they had. It was nice to have company on this section and Andi was a crack up. I think I was laughing the whole 5 miles, which made this really boring section go by really fast. Before I knew it, I was back at Holy Jim, 8 hours and 5 minutes into the race… 55 minutes faster than my goal plan.

After this aid station would be a long climb… 8 miles up to the top of Santiago Peak. The first mile of it was only a slight uphill and so I tried to run as much of it as I could. I passed a runner and he laughed at me and asked me if I knew what I was in for. Yes, I thought, which is why I am running every possible flat section that I can. 

After a mile or so in, the switchbacks started, which would basically continue until the peak. I tried to play games with myself by making myself run one switchback and then walk the next. Again, I was surprised at how well I felt at this point in the race and going uphill. I made it to the Bear Springs aid station in excellent timing, about 9 hours and 45 minutes into the race, still ahead of my predicted time of 10:30. Two of my friends, Deborah and Kristen, were working the aid station, which was stocked with some hot food. I totally was not expecting hot food this early on in the race and was thrilled to have some especially since the sun was setting it was getting pretty cold out in addition to being in higher elevation. Some hot chicken broth felt so good going down and I also had a piece of quesadilla. I put my windbreaker on and then was back out on my way.

Bear Springs to Maple Springs: Miles 42.5-49.7
About 30 minutes after leaving the aid station it was pitch black out, but I was lucky enough to catch up to another runner, Matt, and we pretty much stuck together the whole section until the next aid station. The majority of this section was slightly downhill. I was getting a tad tired and it was a little harder to navigate in the dark and so I slowed down probably just a tad, but was still moving really well. I was excited to get to the next aid station at Maple Springs because I had my drop bad. When I arrived I sat for a few moments and drank the bottle of Vitargo that was awaiting me and also switched out my socks. Before I left, I asked one of the volunteers what time it was, in which he replied 5:55pm. Although I was stoked that I was still way ahead of goal pace, one thing worried me.. I had told my mom and my pacer, Amelia, to meet me at the Silverado aid station (which was only 7 miles away) between 8 and 9pm. I knew that it wouldn’t take me a full 2 hours to go the 7 miles to the aid station since it was all downhill, so I was just hoping that they would be there a bit early so I wouldn’t have to wait too long.

Maple Springs to Silverado Canyon: Miles 49.7 to 56.8
The first four miles after Maple Springs were all downhill switchbacks and my stomach started to feel weird. I think the downhill running was just mixing around the assortment of random foods I had eaten throughout the day and it was not feeling good. However, I was excited to get down to the aid station and see my mom and Amelia and so I pushed through it and tried to just ignore it. When I hit pavement, I knew that I only had 3 more miles of slight downhill and so I pushed the pace a littler harder, but when I got to the aid station I couldn’t find them anywhere. I asked a volunteer what time it was and he informed me that it was 7:30pm. I had predicted my time into the aid station around 8:30, but had told my mom to be there around 8 just in case, and I thought that would have been really fast for me. I told the volunteers that I would give them about 15-20 minutes before I would just continue on my own. The next 3 miles had a 2,000 ft climb, which meant that at this point in the race I would be walking, but maybe Amelia could catch up to me (I was allowed to have a pacer with me from this point on until the end of the race). I used the time to go use the restroom and just try and let me stomach settle since at this point it was really becoming a problem. After about 15 minutes at the aid station, I told the volunteers that I would give them 5 more minutes before I took off. I really didn’t want to leave with out seeing them though.. my mom had a clean change of clothes for me and I really wanted to have Amelia to run with through the night. Fortunately though, literally two seconds after I said I would give them 5 more minutes, my mom and Amelia appeared. I quickly changed my clothes, tried to get down some Vitargo and then Amelia and I started our climb up the Silverado Motor Way.

Silverado Canyon back to Maple Springs: Miles 56.8-65.8
LIke I said, the next three miles was all climbing. I run this section of the course quite often, but never at night. It was actually a good thing that we got to do this section at night so we couldn’t see how steep we were climbing or how much further we had to go. My stomach still hurt on the way up, but luckily Amelia gave me some Tums to try and when those didn’t work she suggested sucking on some peppermint. Nothing seemed to work, but we chatted the whole way up the hill, which at least helped to take my mind off my stomach. The whole 3 mile climb actually went by faster than I thought it would and I think in maybe a little over an hour or so we were at the top and were greeted by aid station captain, Scott Mills. Since I hadn’t eaten anything in over an hour and kept telling Amelia I would eat something in 10 more minutes (which eventually bought me enough time until we were at the aid station), I decided to be a good runner and try and get some food down. I decided on some ginger-ale and saltines and then we were back out on the trail.

Scott had told us that we had about 5 miles of rolling hills until the next aid station (which was back at Maple Springs), but it was more like 6 miles of pretty much all uphill and only a few short downhills. When someone says, “rolling hills” I get the mental picture of nice gentle hills, not straight up climbing. So much for wishful thinking. Anyways, I tried running all the possible sections that weren’t too steep, but that wasn’t much. On any of the downhill sections my stomach would start to ache again. UGH. But after what seemed like forever we made it back to the Maple Springs aid station.

I didn’t want to waste a lot of time at this aid station. It was FREEZING out if you were not moving and so if I sat too long I knew I it would just be way too hard to get moving. The Chimera seemed to be eating people alive as the whole tent was filled with runners who decided they would go no further. I sat in a chair and mixed in my magic powder A, which I had strategically waited until mile 65 to take, into a 300 calorie serving of grape Vitargo, drank the whole bottle in about a minute and then we headed back out towards Sanitago Peak.

Maple Springs to Indian Truck Trail: Miles 65.8 to 75.6
I had already ran the next 5 miles of the course, but coming from the opposite direction, which was a slight downhill, which meant that we were now going on a slight incline. We alternated running and walking and talked the whole time. At some point we were passed by one runner who was French and so we called him, “Pepe.” We both must have been really tired because we found this quite funny. We tried to look for Pepe later in the race, but he was never to be seen again.

Once we hit the peak, there was a new aid station set up, that had not been there the first time. It was manned by my friend, Chris, and another guy and they had all sorts of hot food, including bacon! I sat down for about 2 minutes, ate my bacon and I think drank some broth, grabbed a handful of Cheezits and then took off. Amelia and I walked for a moment and then she tried saying something to me, but I couldn’t understand her at all.

“What did you say?” As I shoved my handful of cheezits into my mouth.

“You’re mom is meeting us around 3 right? Sorry I had a handful of cheezits in my mouth,” she said.

“Yes,” I garbled back with my mouth full.

“Huh?”

I swallowed the cheezits, “Yes. Sorry, I had a mouthful of Cheezeits too.”

This pretty much cracked us up. Its funny how the simplest things are so hilarious 70 miles into a race. We continued on, running a lot of this section, and talking so much that we turned a corner and were surprised to see that we had made it to the Indian Truck Trail aid station. We were shocked that we had made it there so quickly and to top it off there was a guy dressed in a cowboy outfit, lit up with lights all over. Again… the simplest things are hilarious this far into an ultra. We thought he was just so cool. Once inside the aid station, I chowed down on some quesadilla (something with a little grease was the only thing that sounded remotely tolerable at this point) and then we went back out.

Indian Truck Trail to Corona and Back: Miles 75.6-89.6
The first mile and a half or so started out fairly flat and runable, but then the rest of the way was downhill. A lot of people might think that 6 miles of downhill might be good, but at this point in the race, my legs were pretty trashed and were not liking going down, at least not for that many miles. Still, Amelia and I slowly ran the majority of the downhill, until about the last half a mile, which we walked in to the Corona aid station.

The Corona aid station (mile 82) would be where I would pick up my mom to pace me for the last 18 miles in and where Amelia and I would part ways. When we got in, my mom was right there waiting for us, ready to run (well hike) and so excited to see me. I sat down and luckily some guy gave me a couple blankets to wrap around me. I knew that I was going to have to eat some food again, since I hadn’t eaten for 7 miles, but luckily there was hot pizza! I ate 3 squares of pizza, drank some coke, took a Fein (caffeine) and then was ready to get this beast of a 100 over with.

So now that I had just gone down 7 miles, I had to turn around and go right back up it. I didn’t even attempt to run to run the long massive hill, but just put my head down and tried to walk as fast as possible. About three-quarters of the way up the sun started to rise. It was pretty amazing to look back and see how far up we had just climbed. Although at this point I was exhausted, it was a really cool feeling to realize that I had just ran all through the night. And as much as I would love to finish in sub 24 hours, before the sun comes back up, sunrise is of my favorite parts of the race. I also know at this point I will perk up a bit after having been in the dark for so many hours. I have never ran a 100 after daylight savings time and so this race definitely had the longest night of any other 100 I have done… 13 hours of darkness!

As we made our way up the trail, there were still lots of runners who were still heading down. I was feeling pretty horrible at this point, but I was just so happy that I was heading back up instead of down. Once we hit the semi-flat section, I knew we were getting close to the aid station again and so we started running again. At some point going back up the hill, the back of my left knee and my right ankle started bothering me quite a bit, so when I would run, I could only run for a few minutes at a time until the pain was too much and I had to walk it out for a few moments.

When we arrived at the Indian Truck Trail aid station for the second time, I sat down for a few moments and ate some more quesadilla. I was now only 10 miles from the finish. Thank god! The aid station volunteers said that it was about 4 miles until the next aid station and it started with a small uphill and then would be downhill the rest of the way to the finish.

Indian Truck Trail to the Finish! Miles 89.6-100
When we left the aid station we realized that the volunteers were giving it to us gently when they said we had a “small” hill and then it was all downhill. Maybe if I hadn’t already had 90 miles under my feet, the hill would have felt not quite so big, but right then it felt giant. So my mom and I hiked for a while. Once the trail leveled out, we tried running as much as we could, but it was never that long because another hill would come up. I was getting a bit cranky because I had wanted to get to the next aid station and it seemed like it was taking FOREVER. It felt like we had gone way more than 4 miles, but FINALLY we made it. Nothing at the aid station looked good to eat and I asked the volunteers how many miles until the last aid station and they said 4 more miles. I knew once we got to the last aid station that it would be about 3 miles to the finish all downhill and I knew that section really well. However, I wasn’t quite sure on the section from where I was until the last aid station. I was thinking maybe 2 or 3, but when they said 4, I just got really pissed off. Not at the volunteers, I know that its not their fault that I had that long to go, I was just irritated. So I stormed off and kept on hiking.

After about a mile, the trail started looking really familiar again. I had not ran this section of the course in a couple years, but things started coming back to me and I knew exactly where we were, how many more hills we had, how many more turns we had to make, etc. This put me in a much better mood. I knew that we were almost done!

When we made it to the last aid station at Trabuco, we didn’t stop long at all. I hadn’t eaten anything for the last 8 miles and everything sounded horrible so I just grabbed some hard candy to suck on and kept going. Going downhill did not exactly feel great, but I knew it was just 3 miles until this whole thing was over with and so my mom and I ran as much as we could. I kept asking my mom what time it was because I wanted to make it into the finish before 10:15am, which would be the 28 hour mark. I had enough time to do it, but just couldn’t dilly dally in.

Finally we made it to a paved road, which meant that we had about a mile to go. This last mile I felt so sick, like I was going to have exorcist style vomiting, but unfortunately, nothing would come out. We alternated walking and running until we saw two ladies who told us we had 0.4 miles to go and so we ran the rest of the way in.

I finished in 27 hours and 45 minutes. I beat my goal of 28 hours and also came in 5th female AND was the youngest finisher in the entire race.

Chimera 100 was definitely the hardest trail 100 I have done yet. Badwater was harder, but that race is just in a league of its own. I am so proud of myself for finishing this race though. I set some goals, I made a plan and I did it. No matter how hard it got, never once did the option of quitting come to mind. I didn’t allow negative thoughts into my head and I really think that having a positive mindset is the difference between succeeding and failing at 100s.

Thank you so much, Amelia for pacing me through the night. I am glad we finally got to run together. You were amazing. Maybe the reason I DNF’d RDL was so I could meet you and you could help me tackle this beast of a race instead 🙂

Thank you mama for pacing me the last 18 miles in. Feels pretty cool to be able to finish a 100 mile race with my mom! Actually, that is 2 races now that you have paced me to the finish! It seems to be working for me, so don’t be shocked when I ask you to pace me again.

Thank you to all the volunteers and to Steve and Annie Harvey. You all outdid yourselves and put on such a well organized event. Will be back to conquer this beast again!

Finally thank you Genr8, for providing me with Vitargo. It worked wonders every time I took it and never ever gives me stomach issues… I had stomach issues because I decided to eat gels in-between aid stations. Big mistake!

And thank you Hoka One One for providing me with shoes!! I think a big reason why my legs felt so great so far into the race was because of wearing the Hokas and I didn’t even have any blisters, which is amazing for such a technical race.

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Interview with an Olympian!

If you didn’t know, I have another blog that I run with my best friend, Traci. It’s called Grit, Guts and Glory and it is a blog aside from our own personal blogs that we use to try and convey the nitty and gritty side of the endurance world and we also get to do fun interviews with some incredible athletes. Our latest interview was with olympic marathoner, Kara Goucher. She is definitely one of the female runners who we admire the most. Not only is she an incredible runner, but very humble and down to earth. Make sure you check out the interview

Chimera Pre Race Thoughts

Tomorrow is the Chimera 100 miler. I spent this morning putting together my drop bags and went out for a two mile jog to loosen up my legs. Mentally I am in a really good place for this race tomorrow. This race will be a beast, but I REALLY want to finish this thing. Physically, I think I am in decent shape for it. I haven’t ran much the past two weeks because of a stress reaction in my foot, but I got in 6 hours on the bike two weekends ago and have been doing crossfit and some rowing. Two weeks out from a race, there is really nothing you can do to increase your fitness level anyways, so this whole stress reaction thing was hopefully a blessing in disguise that forced me to rest a little extra. Yesterday I went back to the podiatrist just to make sure everything was healing properly and there was no chance that I would cause a break in the bone by running this race. We took another set of X rays and everything came out perfect and the stress reaction was gone. I was thrilled 🙂

About a little over a week ago, I had found out that my original pacer, Nate, wasn’t going to be able to pace. Unfortunately a race he had wanted to do fell on the same weekend as Chimera. Nate is an outstanding runner (He ran Boston in like 2:30 something and just set a course record at a 25k a few weeks ago!), and so I really wanted him to be able to run his race instead of pace mer. I figured I could easily figure out another pacer, but I had a harder time than I thought. I was getting pretty stressed out because Chimera isn’t the first 100 I want to do with no pacer, but then I remembered my friend, Amelia, who I met last month at Rio Del Lago 100 (which she won!). We have been trying to get together for a run ever since and thought it would be worth a shot to ask. Lucky for me, she agreed and I am so stoked to have her as a pacer. I know that she will be amazing. The plan will be for her to pace me from mile 57-82 and then my mom agreed to pace me from 82 to the finish. With both of their help, I know that I am in really good hands for this race and I will make it to the finish line.

So overall I think that I am in a really good place for this race. My taper week has been beyond great too, which really helps. I got to go stand up paddle boarding for the first time, which I kind of sucked at, but I loved. I also got the approval from my crossfit to organize a “Battle of the Boxes” CF competition between our two gym locations (I LOVE my gym!), my Brazil crew is coming together and I found out my twin sister, Traci, will be able to go AND I got a Brazilian ultrarunner/adventure racer, Mauricio, to be on my crew as well. Last, but not least, I chopped my hair off and I absolutely LOVE it. Oh yeah, and I PR’d my “Helen” time at crossfit by over a minute (8:45!). Just so much exciting stuff. I hope this all means that tomorrow will go great as well! I will let you all know. Good luck to everyone else who is racing this weekend as well!

World Championship 6 Hour Time Trial

Yesterday I finally competed in my first cycling race, the Worlds 6-12-24 Hour Time Trial Championships (I did the 6 hour). The past couple months I have not been cycling at all, like zero, zip, nada, but what’s cool about timed events is that there is really no pressure to have to make a certain distance. I could just go as hard or easy as I wanted in that 6 hours so I wasn’t stressed out about it at all. Plus, its not like I am not in shape. My only main concern was how I would feel just from sitting on the bike that long.

The race was out near Indio, CA and didn’t start until 12pm so my friend Lauren (who is also a Genr8 sponsored triathlete) met Mark and I at my house in the morning around 8am. We loaded all three of our bikes into my Jeep, which left pretty minimal room for other stuff  , such as a cooler which would have been pretty nice since the race was self supported in 100 degree + heat and cold drinks are nice to have…

The two hour drive went by pretty fast and we got to the race start in plenty of time to register and get all our stuff set up. It was a pretty laid back race and was put on by the same race directors who put on RAAM (Race Across America) and they were really nice. They even let Mark and I register for $25 bucks since we were friends of Lauren (Lauren knew the RDs because she has competed in RAAM twice!). They were even cool enough to let us store some of our water bottles in their personal coolers so we wouldn’t have to drink hot water throughout the day.

The 6 hour riders started at noon and were the last of the cyclists to start. The 12 hour riders had started at 6am and the 24 hour racers had started at 6pm the night before. The 24 hour riders had to complete two 120 mile loops and then switched over to a 16 mile loop. The 12 hour riders had to complete one 120 mile loop before switching over to the short loop. As a 6 hour rider we just did as many laps as we could on the short loop. If riders were out on a loop when their allotted time was up, then their average mile per hour would be calculated and they would be given however many miles it was on average that they were riding depending on how much time they were out on the last loop. Hopefully, that makes sense…

First Loop:
By noon it was flipping hot out. We were all sweating balls before the race even started. I was hoping for maybe a breeze when we started riding, but unfortunately we had a hot breeze if any. Now I am not that strong of a cycler, so within a few minutes of getting started, Mark and Lauren pretty much left me in the dust. I didn’t mind much though and my goal was to just stay as consistent as possible on each loop. About half way through the first loop my foot started to bug a little bit (found out the day before that I had a PRE stress fracture of my cuboid bone), which made me a little nervous. I didn’t want to drop after the first 16 mile loop though (how lame would that be…) and so I decided to go one more loop to see how it felt. I ended up coming through the first loop in 1:01, quickly switched out my bottles (which I drank maybe 2 sips from) and then headed back out.

Second Loop:
The second I got back on my bike for the second loop, my foot already felt better. Thank god! Other than that the second loop was pretty uneventful. It was still flipping hot out, which made it hard to get any calories in and so I just drank water, but when I was towards the end of the loop I was pretty much starving. I finished up my second loop in around 1:03ish and stopped at my car and guzzled down a full serving of Vitargo and took a salt stick and then threw a coconut water in the cooler so I could have something to look forward to after the 3rd loop.

Third Loop:
I felt much better after I forced myself to take in some calories. About 5 miles into the loop I started being chased by two dogs which scared the shit out of me, but made me cycle a little harder. The last couple miles of the loop I got pins and needles feeling in my foot which scared the shit out of me even more because I was worried that my stress reaction was going to turn into an actual stress fracture. When I finished the loop I decided to take a few minutes to check my foot out. The podiatrist had wrapped it up with a medicated wrap, but the more I thought about it, I guessed that the wrap was probably just too tight and since it was really hot out my feet were probably a bit swollen and so it was just cutting off some circulation. So I took the wrap off, sat for a few minutes to allow my foot to breathe and drank my ice cold coconut water. Ahhh…..

Fourth Loop:
When I started my fourth loop without the wrap on my foot, it immediately felt better and I felt like I could press the pace just a tad harder. By this point I was about 50 miles into the ride, but felt surprisingly good! My back and shoulders were tight and my crotch hurt, but that was to be expected. My energy level was fantastic and I was all smiles and finished the loop in right under an hour in 59 minutes. When I got to my car, I popped 2 advil, slammed a serving of Vitargo and took a Fein and then headed out for my last loop.

Fifth Loop:
Finally by the last loop the temperature started to drop a bit. Even though I knew that I would finish the loop before the 6 hour mark, I knew that it would be my last loop and I was just eager to get it over with. I felt good after taking my advil, vitargo, fein mix and finished the loop right in an hour again. I had about 20 minutes left in the race, but it was getting dark out and didn’t bring any lights to go another loop.

I ended up finishing up the race with 80 miles, which I was completely happy with for not having rode my bike in a couple months. And to top it off, I finished feeling REALLY good, like I still had more left in me. Apparently Mark won the 6 hour and Lauren also got in 80 miles as well. It ended up being a really fun day and I was completely stoked to be out on the same course with some high caliber cyclists. The mens 24 hour winner, Marko Baloh (from Slovenia) ended up getting in 495 miles, which just blows my mind. I actually wouldn’t mind doing more cycling races like this and would probably even do the 12 hour event next year. The only part that kind of sucked was that there were no headphones allowed, which is understandable since it wasn’t a closed course, so it just got to be a bit lonely on the course and I was stuck entertaining myself with my own random thoughts. Also there was a dead dog about 1/2 a mile from the start/finish area that we had to pass every single loop and that some cyclists further ran over. It was gross. But other than that, it was a great day and I had heaps of fun sharing it with Mark and Lauren.

crew car explosion

Also, I have started taking Vitargo with hydrolized protein after hard workouts and the recovery is incredible. I felt really good today and no soreness. I would have even worked out but am trying to stay off my foot a bit. Now only 12 days until Chimera 100 mile. Time to start tapering down and get my foot 100%.

This week has been a busy one. But I like staying busy, so its all good. I got in a good 14 mile run on Monday and learned a new 13 mile loop near our house with Mark on Wednesday. I also did CF a whole 3x! My foot was kind of feeling weird this week though, so I took today off to let it rest and actually got in to see the podiatrist. Turns out I have a stress reaction in my cuboid bone in my left foot. Basically a stress reaction is what happens before a stress fracture. The bone gets inflamed and soft and eventually if not taken care of properly, it can lead to a crack in the bone, aka a stress fracture. It was a good thing that I went in and got it checked out today! I’ve had a stress fracture before in my foot and it sucked. So I know what most people are gonna say… you run too much and are overtraining, but I really don’t think that is what happened. A couple weeks ago, when I did a 20 mile night run, I rolled my ankle really bad. Since I was up in the mountains, I had to shake it off and keep running on it for 10 more miles and I think that was what did it. Boo. From now until Chimera I will just take it easy with running and ride my bike a little more and try and stay off it as much as possible and I think I’ll be A-ok.

Tuesday was a fun day though. A couple weeks ago I was asked by one of our members at my crossfit, Chirs, who is a professional photographer, if he could get some running shots of me for a project that he was working on. Of course I agreed and so Tuesday we went out and shot some photos on the Shady Canyon trails.

Chris takes really awesome pictures. The last two are my absolute favorites! To check out more of his pictures check out http://www.photobishow.com.

Tomorrow will be my last long workout before Chimera. Last night, my friend Lauren, asked me if I wanted to do a 6 hour time trial cycling race with her out in Palm Springs. Since Im taking it easy with running, its perfect.. minus the fact that I have been on my bike once since I decided to stop training for the 508 because I suck at cycling. I will get my ass kicked, butI’m excited. My first real bike race! Ill let you all know how that goes later.

Peace out girl scouts.