Yesterday was a big day for the ultrarunning community. Two of the most legendary races in North America held their entry lotteries on the same day. Coincidentally, I think. My name was in the lottery for both 100 Mile races: Western States & Hardrock. As it was my second ‘try’ in the Western States lottery I had two tickets in the pot. Hardrock, I had one. My chances of getting into either race were looooow (12.6% to get into Western States, and 1.4% for Hardrock). Fortunately, most of my life mottos come in the form of classic movie quotes, and this motto certainly applies:
There was definitely a CHANCE, albeit a tiny one. Needless to say I was counting on my Plan B running schedule for next summer which would inclode the Bighorn 100 Miler (in order to have a qualifier to enter both lotteries AGAIN in 2015).
My lottery morning consisted of cleaning up the carnage in my apartment after (successfully, I think) building a large piece of furniture. I was breaking down cardboard, vacuuming bits of styrofoam, creatively hiding the 3 screws that were leftover from the building process (they give you extras I hear). I was trying to follow along with both lotteries on my phone, growing more and more frustrated each time my name was NOT drawn. All of a sudden I got a Facebook notification from my friend Kim that I had gotten in! And for the next few minutes I had people from across the world texting, tweeting, and emailing the news. Over 4,300 tickets in the lottery bin vying for 270 spots. Only 2 of those 4,300 tickets had my name on them. And then this happened:
That is Dr. Martin Hoffman who drew my name (race organizers and contributors take turn drawing names), so I’m finding him when I get to Squaw Valley and giving him a gigantic, massive hug. What an awesome feeling, and what an awesome opportunity. I was prepared to wait another 4 or 5 years to get in, knowing my luck. So, with the great news on a Saturday, I wasted no time declaring Sunday DAY ONE of Western States training. It was pretty damn sweet.
I’ll be documenting the road to Western States here on this blog. It’s going to be fun (and horrible, at times! Let’s be real).