This morning I woke up in Lynchburg, VA in the home of a good friend David Horton. Having enjoyed just enough time in Boulder to take in an amazing sunset and sunrise, unpack and repack, smash my knee and hop on another flight... Dang it! I can run all the way around the rocky, root-laden, technical trails of Kilimanjaro but to make it from my office out the front door to join a run is a challenge. In my jet-lagged ,weary state I caught my toe and landed square on my knees on the hardwood floors. Took my breath away, made me sick to my stomach and pretty mad. We still enjoyed the run and it wasn't until a few hours later that the stiffness and swelling settled in and got my attention.
After much debate and sound advice I finally got out of bed Thursday morning with the decision to continue as planned and fly to Virginia for the 30th Anniversary of the Mt. Masochist 50 miler. It has been at least 5 years since my last visit to Virginia and even if I opt out of running, it is good to be here to help celebrate! We just got back from previewing the upper section and people will be amazed at how much snow is on the second half of the course. Hurricane Sandy brought some out of season precip and cold resulting in white mountains just outside of town. It is beautiful, but will make for some tricky footing later in the race.
It is good to be back in the States and fun to jump right into a visit back east. I am looking forward to some time at home, catching up and hopefully reflecting with blog posts and pictures from my incredible trip to Africa.