I wasnt worried!!
okay maybe a little--especially when the high winds hit Thur and Fri. But I knew that if the weather guessers got it right, that the groomers would work their magic and the trails would be fine today
and they were
only thing I needed was a rope tow up that last climb into Kincaid. I knew it was there. I did the 50K last year. I did the 40K today, and that last hill slayed me worse than last year. I was on fumes on the run in to that last climb, and darnit i KNEW it was coming. And I consider myself a good climber. But when the lungs and legs are tapped out...
My fingers and toes stayed warm also. I dont know HOW these kids can do a race in these skinny gloves that they wear, and with no booties -- with the temps in single digits and low-mid teens. I was the dorkiest of the dorky with fleece-liner mittens over my swix gloves. And I used my cycling neoprene booties over my skate boots too (yeah, they fit. they're really oversized for cycling but work, so what the hell)
I went out too fast also, which accounts for the extra pain at the end. And being a marathoner in a previous life, I know that's not the way to do it.
It was nice seeding myself to where I could pass lots of people, unlike my mistake of last year.
Don't even know my time. I think it was in the area of 2:20 for the 40K
Glad I got off my arse today and did it.