What a race! This was my first time at Western States and my first long run since cancer. So both milestones in one venue. I saw so many HURT runners and friends in Squaw Valley, and they were all so interested in my recovery. That was so cool. I headed to WS to pace my best friend Erik on his second 100 miler. His first saw some issues around mile 75, so he trained smarter for this race.
The temperature was already climbing and planned to be over 110 in the valleys. We went over his game plan carefully, pace at every aid station and where I would pick him up. Of course every plan needs to be flexible, and I worked on options. I felt strong so I was ready to be his handler with his wife all day from 3am to whenever, and then pace from whenever to the finish. Our original plan was to pick him up at Rucky Chucky Far, mile 78, and bring him in.