"Be careful if you try and cross on logs, every year they are different and can easily trap you if you slip between them." -Karl Meltzer
So, with 20 minutes before the call, I set about plotting my "best case scenario" splits for the race. Then, for inspiration, I glanced over at my Garmin GPS watch, a slave driving data tool and keyhole peep into the world of GZ where numbers mingle and build and form patterns that somehow make sense to someone with enough patience to follow their progress. I forgot why I was looking at my GPS as the phone rang, or played a tinny segmented version of some Coldplay song, as it were.
It's great to hear GZ's voice and I'm reminded immediately of his run from his house to Bear Peak and back and of another day we had hopes of running several laps of Green Mountain, which ended after the third descent. The memories of the activities themselves are muddled under the sometimes light and often heavy, dark-edged conversation. We've silently acknowledged that we started out from similar points in life and diverged down (or up) vastly different paths, both partially envious of the other's lifestyle, yet content with his own.
During the call we discuss travel schedules, getting me up to 14,000 feet asap upon arrival, hotel arrangements, optional pacing start points for GZ, what Shaun should have ready for me as crew, the conditions of the course, the use of trekking poles, and anticipated splits. Did I mention these are ambitious splits?
More to come…