The morning after I had to stop running at mile 52 of the Wilder 100k because of heat exhaustion and vomiting, I woke up feeling hung-over: very dizzy with a headache. Ate a big breakfast and lots of fluids. It was nice to have an appetite again. After breakfast I drove up to watch some friends run the 50k and the 30k. In the car I had just I finished off a cup of coffee and a bottle of Pedialyte. I was thinking to myself: I'm feeling a lot better, my legs are really sore, but my friends that will be running in the 30k also rode 100 miles on their bikes the day before, if they can do it I can too. I thought it could be "fun" to run at a slow conversational pace and if we walk the hills it could be a good recovery run.
Ryan summed up the race very well (if you don't know my friends call me Riggs):
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Animal and Ryan watching to see if I could
in fact run 100 yards and therefore, a 30k.
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“There’s no way I would’ve started the 33-34k on Sunday morning if I’d been alone. Ten minutes before the start Riggs found a phone booth and changed into his Super-Saucony uniform. Tony told us, “Riggs said that if he can run to those kybos and back he’s running the 30k.” And of course he could. Tony took off alone while Riggs, Animal, Ben and I ran 8:30s together. One other guy, Josh, stayed a few steps behind the first four miles. We’d somehow managed to “drop” the field. When we walked up the first big hill, Josh continued running. At mile 14 Riggs asked if we’re okay. We were. He was going to chase-down Josh who was 10 minutes up the road. With that Riggs was gone. And within the span of a mile he’d put 2-3 minutes on us. A few miles later, up the one long remaining climb, we could literally see in the gravel where Riggs’d pawed so hard at the road he left shoeprints in the gravel dust. He ended up catching Josh and putting nine minutes into him. Afterward Riggs said that his final 10k was sub 40:00.”
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| Tony wins the 50K in 3:58:39! |
















