Injured hamstring at 2.5 miles into the race. The two days leading up to race day (especially all day Friday) my right leg hurt (must have been all 10 of those miles I did over five days). It felt ok Saturday morning but then after running on the beach at the start and heading up to the top of the cliff the hammy let go. I decided to run as best I could to the aid station where my friend Stephanie was coming to watch me (28.5 mile) and see how it went. Well, it went ok. I was hitting my splits for a 9:30 finish through the first three hours but it was excruciating to the point where I was altering my gait and getting really frustrated. I saw Steph and kept going but after 2 or so miles I decided I didn't want to make her wait there for four hours (what it would've taken me to make the turn around and get back down to mile 42), so I took off my bib and hobbled back down. So, 32 miles in 5 hours.
It's obviously frustrating, especially when I think about how great I felt week after week of 75-90 mile weeks and then I take the week of rest and.... whatever. It's probably a combination of "racing" that worthless 5k last Sunday and sitting on my butt for 8 hours a day for training at work. It was a postcard perfect day and the views were amazing. The people were great and the course is 2nd to none.
I feel badly about letting down Minto & Wilkie, the insurance co. that made this trip for me possible. Marty Pomerantz (one of the head guys of the company) is a class act and would be happy to discuss good rates on insurance for any ultra runner who doesn't have insurance.
And I feel badly that Steph came all the way out to that aid station (if you've ever driven the winding road out to Bolinas, you know what I'm talking about). She was super supportive and kind. I had a great time with her this weekend and I appreciate her tremendously.
So, I guess I'll see how I feel after a couple days and get back on that horse.