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I Ran the Western States Endurance 100 mile Run!

Bonjour everyone!  It has been forever since I posted last, however I have an excuse.  We went to Squaw Valley out in Cali for the Western States Endurance run.   And let me tell you it was stressful for me until my husband crossed the finish line. Forget about him.  This run was difficult for me!   It was supposed to be a relaxing weekend for me but instead I was on edge the entire 100.2 miles. 

There was this aid station that I was to meet him at called Robe Drive because I would run that last leg with him.  This is where the runners come out of the canyon into civilization.  We (Aunt, Uncle, and myself) had to park at the finish and climb 1.3 miles to meet him. It had been 27 hrs thus far since my husband started.

 We reached what we thought was an aid station but it turned out to be people in the neighborhood just hanging out and encouraging the runners for that last 1 mile across the finish line.   I don't think we could of been in a better place.  Those people were amazing.  

We got a phone call from Robe Drive to let us know my husband was on his way.  It was like your wedding day or something.  I don't think I have ever been so nervous and excited waiting to see him come up that hill.  

Me and his pacer accompanied him up until he crossed the finish line.  It was a wonderful experience to see him finish in 29 hrs and 3 minutes. 

Here is the bronze buckle he earned for finishing under 30 hours.  I'm glad he didn't get the silver one.  I would of had to snatch it up and melt it for some jewelry. Hehe!  Bravo!


Namaste
Kalaya

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  1. this sounds soooooo amazing! glad you two had such a great time!

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