Sunday, August 19, 2018

Day 93

I had to make a pit stop to ensure I got a blog entry posted today. I don’t know why I didn’t write when I was a passenger across the hundreds of miles of Texas once more. 

As I’m heading back to Baton Rouge, alone for the first time since Thursday afternoon, I can hardly remember what life was like before we loaded into our Yukon XL party bus and headed out for an amazing weekend and experience.

I want to give the Leadville 100 the attention it deserves, but the short version of the story is that when we left Colorado, Special K’s Leadville journey was, as Catherine put it, “To Be Continued.” We crewed him through the 50 mile checkpoint, and he was finally able to have a pacer. Preacher was first up and took him across Hope Pass as fast as he could, but they were unable to make the cutoff at Twin Lakes (62.5 miles). When they came down the path from the mountains, I was conflicted about how to feel other than overwhelmed as I processed both sadness for and pride in my friend and our whole crew. Everyone who toed the line in Leadville inspired me so much, and witnessing the passion and generosity of the crews and pacers was a refreshing reaffirmation of the truths that there is still good in the world, people are capable of so much more than they even realize, and life is a much richer experience when you surround yourself with selfless, loving people and aspire to be a selfless, loving person yourself. 

There is so much left to say. 

Something that made today great: reminiscing about all of the hilarious, inspiring, and wonderful moments and comments throughout our trip to Leadville. 

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