Memories from my first utlra

Run Streak Day – 874

Total Miles in 2015 – 815

The calm. I constantly refer to how calm everything was compared to road races I have done.  There were no line for the port-a-johns.  No groups of people doing crazy stretching or pre-race warmups.  Nobody lining up at the start line 30 minutes before the gun went off.  It was so extremely relaxed considering what laid before us.  No one even started to move to the corral until about 5 minutes before the start.  And11091466_10206908867988668_5343341035812569354_n on the course, that feeling of calm prevailed over the distance.  There was no panic at any of the aid stations. No one jockeying for position so they can get their water cup.  No one annoyed if they had to wait for anything (which I only saw once when someone asked for a cup of ice and it took a total of 5 seconds.)  No one really rushing through and just snatching some gels.  The volunteers were exceptional, with a smile and encouraging word and expert advice when needed.  The runners were kind, thankful and appreciative.  If you took every single person I saw and put their interactions that day up on the internet for the world to see, no one would have any reason to be embarrassed or ashamed.

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About OxenTrot

During the day, I am a mild mannered desk jockey who helps to manage a large IT company.  At night, I am a family man, who is insanely in love with his wife and a proud daddy to an amazing girl.  But in the pre-dawn hours, as most everyone else is still asleep, I am my alter ego.  During that time, I am: OxenTrot. Ox was a call sign bestowed upon me while I was an active duty United States Marine, mainly in tribute to the fact that I was a major gym rat. After 5 years and three tours of duty, I reentered the civilian world.  My call sign was replaced by my actual name but the Ox still lived inside. As I began to adapt to my new life, I also began to take on new adventures, such as starting a family, getting a “big boy” job and taking on endurance sports.
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