Published in Women’s Running – April 3, 2015
In the days leading up to my first marathon, my nerves really started to get to me. A long-building bubble of anxiety that sat just below my rib cage expanded larger and larger with each report about the 26.2 miles of trail I’d soon be traversing in the Run Through Time Marathon in Salida, Colo.
“Muddy as can be,” race director Jon MacManus warned in one of his e-mails about trail conditions.
“Only one set of tracks through the snow.”
“The snowiest year in the last 10.
“Patches of ice in the shade.
“Up to your knees in powder snow.”
And lastly: “It should be a fun slog.”
Depends on your definition of fun.