Running race 13:49:00 [3] 52.0 mi (15:57 / mi)
Leadville - took me long time to sit down and wirte this as still pretty bummed. Felt altitude right when we got off plane which was a bit of an eye opener but never thought it would really affect us. Race started out 4 a.m. felt good for first 3-4 hours then started feeling off which did not make sense. Came around beautiful lake and was super excited about upcoming adventure! I felt my pace slowing down no matter what I did which I never experienced in the Death Race. First mountain range (Sugar loaf pass) went farily well and was hitting cut offs with no problem - got a surge of energy coming in to Twin Lakes really excited to head up the highest peak to Hope's Pass. Began climbing and climbing and started feeling off - nausious, dizzy - kept pushing and convincing myself it would pass. Top of Hope's pass was spectacular - never seen a view like this EVER - someone told me I was at the continental divide?
I kept staring at the lama's and thinking how nice it would be to lay beside them. The heat was incredible and had already claimed many racers at this point. I got down and made it to the 50 mile mark at Winfield when they put me on scale and had lost 6 pounds, they could not get a proper reading of my BP or pulse which was a bit scary. I proceeded to vomit everywhere. I was so mad at my body for reacting this way. They were telling me I would have to stop but I thought I would try to push forward and see what happened. I could not hold any food down and was followed out by family (one of whom was volunteer) who advised me not to attempt going up to Hope's Pass without a pacer in my condition and in the dark. I contemplated for what seemed like forever and then realized my race was over. I surrendered my wrist tag to race official and later found out that he had not reported me in to headquaters so my friend Patty had formed a search party on other side of mountain at Twin Lakes (where she had dropped earlier in the day) to go out and find me as she thought I was still on the mountain by myself with no pacer!! What a friend. I had gone to headquters to find out that 255 ( me ) was missing and quickly filled them in that I was alive and well! They said 256 was out looking for me at base of mountain by Twin lakes. She was very relieved to find out I was safe and had picked up some very sick racers and one's with burnt out headlamps in her short career as "search and rescue"
I know we all take something away from every adventure we enter which I did but this one was really hard to swallow for some reason. I really wanted the finish bad and looking back think I should have pushed over the mountain but kept thinking about my family and feeling unsure and unsafe of how I could handle the dark and a very steep mountain pass in the dark. After more thought I know I made the right decision but DNF's are never easy to take.