We should probably label the pickle juice: The Glacier Ridge Trail Race and Ultramarathons
The third race in my four weekends in a row of races is in the books. Southern Discomfort and I ran the Glacier Ridge 30k Trail Race yesterday, and the course is a beautiful one. Glacier Ridge Trail Marker, Moraine State Park Before I go any further with this post I'd like to acknowledge how amazing my wife is. The race had an 8:00 AM start, so we arrived around 7:00 AM. My wife joined us so that she could take pictures of us at the start/finish, and along the course. Because that isn't enough, she also volunteered from 3:00PM - 8:00PM, which included handing out finisher medals to 50k and 50 mile runners, making sure runners had water and food, and even began a rescue mission to find a missing runner (turns out the runner was OK). She was there for over 13 hours, on her feet most the time (because she felt that sitting would be insulting to people that just ran 18-50 miles), and helping everyone out. Not to mention seeing her smiling face waiting for me from time to ...