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 The bike had no chain. It’s how cyclistsdescribe the days when they just feel on top of their game. No matter what mountain they climbor what other cyclists they are sprinting against,they can’t feel the resistance. On October 10,2009, I ran the Heartland 100 for the third yearin a row. And this year, my bike had no chain.For the past few weeks, I’ve been toying withthe idea of “racing” a 100 mile run. Not justrunning, but really racing it. While I have runthree previous 100 milers, I have never beforetried to push myself to that ultimate level of both performance and exhaustion. Could Ibreak my best time on the Heartland course?Maybe, although I’m proud to say that survivedthe two previous Heartland races in right at 22½ hours. Could I set a new personal best time?Maybe, although I’m proud to say that Isurvived another 100 miler in 21 ½ hours.Could I even break 20 hours? For me andprobably 90%+ of the rest of the ultramarathonpopulation, it would take that ultimate level of performance and exhaustion to find out. Butthat would be my ultimate goal, to break 20hours and set a personal best.I eased myself into the racing mood with arelaxed training week, culminating in a nicerelaxing evening at home. The beauty for me of the Heartland 100 is the proximity to my homein Wichita, Kansas – just roughly 45 minutes upthe turnpike in the Flint Hills. This proximitytakes out the stress and fatigue of travel, andprovides a certain level of comfort in knowingthat via car, you are only an hour from home.The drawback from that proximity, however, isthe knowledge of the terrain. Those unfamiliarwith the Flint Hills should know that Kansas isnot all flat. In fact, this part of Kansas is knownfor its scenic beauty of sharp rolling hills.This year’s theme would be the weather. In myyears past at Heartland (3 years actually, as myfirst year I began with the 50 mile race), heathas been a factor. While 70’s doesn’t seem likescorching heat, imagine that temperature in 10+hours of sunlight. And again, those unfamiliarwith the Flint Hills should know that there isbarely a tree in sight, so no shade and absolutelynothing to block the wind (always plan on 30+mph swirling winds out there). This year wouldbe the opposite extreme. Forecasts throughoutthe week teetered between highs of the high30’s to the low 50’s, and lows from the mid 30’sto the high 30’s (with wind chills forecasted attimes as low as 22 degrees!). Several forecastsalso called for rain and snow. While 70’s mightbake you with hours of exposure, 30’s withdrizzle can literally freeze you – the ability toself regulate body temperature after 20+ hoursof running can be beyond difficult. Finalforecasts as of 4:00 a.m. on the morning of therace called for highs in the mid 40’s with partlycloudy skies and light wind. . . . Could theyhave been more wrong?My training partner and friend Laura showed upto the race about 45 minutes before the 6:00 a.m.start. After a few minutes of stretching and afew more staying warm in the car, we headed tothe start line. With racers snuggling themselvesto keep warm, the race director sounded the“go.” All of the sudden, more than a hundredheadlamps began bouncing up and down alongthe road. We were off.The first 7 miles or so are generally flat. Anddark. This darkness can be your friend, at leastto some extent. Without light (or at least anymore than your headlamp will project), you
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