#WESTERN STATES TRAIL RUN PROFESSIONAL#

I missed the Friday night earthquake at Squaw Valley. I much prefer the distorted, fuzzy self-portraits I take when I’m trail running.ĥ. The stress of a photo session is just more than I could have handled.

#WESTERN STATES TRAIL RUN PROFESSIONAL#

I didn’t have to worry about looking good for the cool professional race photos they take on the WS course that make the runners look like true badasses. Mountain lions have no regard for vanity and usually go for the face and neck.Ĥ. Yes, I had to worry about getting eaten by a shark, but they usually only bite off your limbs, a much better way to die because your face is spared. Because I was at the beach instead of in the mountains, I was able to set aside my fear of getting eaten by a mountain lion for one weekend. Instead of spending a weekend running in the mountains with skinny, sweaty people caked with dirt, I laid on the beach with chubby, sweaty people caked with sand – much classier.ģ. By losing $1000 on the accomodations I couldn’t use at Squaw Valley, I now don’t have the money to waste on frivolities like unnecessary shoes, purses, or dental care.Ģ.

But then I remembered all the Oprah episodes I’ve watched over the past 25 years (and how many hours of my life I’d spent with someone I’ve never met – call me, Op!), and I knew that the only way to move forward was to think of all the reasons it was good that I couldn’t run Western States:ġ. So, I spent most of Sunday moping around the house, checking Western States’ results updates, eating chocolate pudding with whipped cream, and feeling sorry for myself because I couldn’t run the race this year.

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