My First 100K Adventure

In 2016, I started doing ultra marathons which is a race where you do more than 26.2 miles. The most common distances are 50K (31 miles), 50 miles, 100K (62 miles), or 100 miles, but the mileage can vary.
During my ultra journey, I made every mistake you could imagine, but I learned valuable information from each one. During my first ultra, I thought it would be a good idea to drink Gatorade at the end of every loop because you need electrolytes, right? I learned the hard way that Gatorade and Powerade are too strong for my stomach. I decided I was going to find the correct electrolyte and never spend that much time in the porta potty again.
I had to stop during several ultras when my stomach turned. I discovered that Ginger Ale and Ginger candies can save the day. Once when my stomach turned, I stopped eating and learned what it feels like to hit the wall hard. Keep eating something at least once every hour.
I have learned more about my body and mind than I ever thought possible. It took me eight years to break through 50 miles, and 100 miles still remains elusive, but I am determined to get there. I made one step closer at our last ultra when I did 62 miles. It was a bit of an adventure.
Anytime you do an ultra, you have to be prepared for anything, and you never know how the race will pan out. We started with a pre-race meeting where the race director told us what to expect, then she gave the instructions for anyone who would be continuing through the night. She told us that every year there was at least one bear sighting during the night or early morning, and there were wild pigs. Wait a minute, I thought. No one mentioned wild pigs! I’m not sure why I thought the pigs would be worse than a bear, but I did.
I am 68 years old and I am still terrified of the dark. This would be my first time going through the night with an ultra and I knew it would take a lot to conquer my fear. As dusk approached, I realized I had forgotten about the bats. If I am terrified of the dark, triple that fear when it comes to bats. I told myself that at least when it was dark I wouldn’t see them. Then the bullfrogs started to make a ruckus. It was so loud! Oh, and I forgot to mention that the race director told us the snakes came out at night and they would probably be copperheads, so don’t try to pick them up. What?! Absolutely not! As the night wore on, I was keeping my eyes on the ground while sweeping the woods with my headlamp from time to time. I tried to think of a plan if a wild pig came barreling out of the woods, but I couldn’t think of a thing.
By 2 a.m., I had been on my feet since 9 a.m. the day before. I decided to lie down for two hours and rest. It was too loud to sleep, so I lay on a cot and just rested. All my muscles were twitching. My ultra mentor told me that when you think you cannot go any further, sit down and rest. He told me my body would recover quickly.
At 4 a.m. I went back out and discovered my stomach was not going to cooperate. Even my usual secret weapon, the ginger candies would not work, but eventually I felt better and hooked up with two good friends for the next few hours.
As always, I met some of the most interesting people at the race. My husband came back around nine and did a few more laps with me.
Around 11, a day without any sleep was taking its toll, so I stopped at 62. I’m hoping I can go farther next time. We’ll see, but no matter what, I know I will learn something new or conquer a fear.







