As I pulled out of the driveway this morning to get ice for the race at 4:30am Rusted Root was playing “Send Me On My Way” – One of my favorite bands – The song was perfectly timed -
I was off on a journey to be the Race Director for the 0 SPF Trail 1/2 Marathon – I had worked for months with my fellow #TrailsRoc crew to pull off an event that we were promising people would be top notch.
If I knew what a fulfilling journey today would take on for me I would have started this a long time ago -
The night before, feeling the course was not how I expected it to be – I mowed the “powerlines hill” and a 1/2 mile long path through an open field with a push mower – I then set about marking the course with Ben – In all the night before I spent 8 hours on the trail in 95 degree heat at 92% humidity.
TheN the storms came – All night it rained – It thundered – It lightning crashed - Then is passed – The sun almost came out as runners went off on their own special journey.
120 runners finished our race today - A brutal course with 4600 feet of elevation change – I greeted every single runner at the finish line with a “Welcome home” a “You made it” or a “Congrats”
I was greeted in turn with “fuck you that course was insane” and “If I wasn’t exhausted I would strangle you right now” and a few other choice words – Mostly though I was greeted back with the look of triumph – Of:
“HELL YEAH I DID IT” -
That look on all 120 runners faces made everything worth it – It made the long meetings – the dealings with towns – The bugs at 8pm marking the trail – the push mowing a 200 foot high hill – The late nights – the registration questions – and everything that goes into a race — Worth it.
Those looks – and the jovial responses of “F off” Made me smile inside and out.
I thought early on in the process that one thing I wanted to do was high five or hug every single finisher as they crossed the line – I did today and it made me realize – this is where I am supposed to be. This is what I am supposed to be doing.
When I was pulling into the driveway — as if on cue – Send Me On My Way played again – It was eeery – Almost a sign of sorts -
There is another journey out there for me – There is something to be made of this – I have to find it – But I am sure of one thing – I am on my way.