Traci and I fell 40 miles short in our quest to complete a 90-mile run/walk on Saturday.
Those last five miles I was hobbling on a swollen ankle* and Traci could no longer straighten her knee. Fretting about a possible stress fracture — and realizing that even if we could somehow find the will to keep limping along, we’d finish hours and hours past the time we’d freed up for this DIY project — we stopped at the 50-mile mark.
On the one hand, it’s disappointing that, unlike our first two 90 mile challenges, we weren’t able to push through “the wall.” But we learned A LOT from this experience (more details on that over the next couple of days), and the consolation prize is this:
If we viewed this as our first 50-mile event, rather than a DNF, our time would’ve been well within the acceptable range** for an ultramarathon. The cutoff for the 50-mile race at the Indiana Trail 100, for example, is 15 hours — and we finished our “50” in 12 hours and 51 minutes.
*After icing my ankle for several hours, the swelling went down Sunday and I was able to put pressure on it. So I’m going to give it some recovery time, hope for the best and see what happens. As for Traci’s knee, she’s prone to joint trouble and she’s going to do what she always does — tough it out.
**By acceptable, I don’t mean impressive, just “not dead last.” At last year’s JFK 50-mile run in Boonsboro, Md., for instance (a better comparison since it’s not run on trails), our time would’ve had us finishing 897th out of 967 runners.