|Marathon 21- Billings Montana||Story*Training*Injury*Schedule*Spectators*Statistics|
Another small race, in the beautiful hills of the Heartland. Uphill-ish for the first half, the second half was decidedly downhill, making this a potentially fast, negative split, course.
Fast, that is , if you don't burst into flames at mile 18, like I do.
This run starts on wash-board gravel, which is tough on the feet. 4 miles later, and into the town of Molt, we hit pavement.
The road was viciously cambered, so I spent most of the time looking for a relatively flat piece to run. Unsuccessfully, I might add.
At 18ish, the shoulder disappears, the road becomes treacherous, with Church Goers running us off the road on the way to salvation. That may be a bit strong, but they defiantly were not pleased to see us.
This was better then the boredom of the final 4 miles on "Poly," but at least that was safe and flat.
I met some people from Baltimore -- Bruce and Dave, from the Out Front Runners, and other aggressive 50 staters.
This frame represents the port-a-potty break I had to take at the half-way-mark.
Thankfully, there are no pictures of that event.
Suffice it to say, I lost a few minutes here.
Updated September 21st, 2003