I honestly don’t even know where to start when it comes to sharing my experience at the Transalpine Race. It’s hard to believe it ended a week ago. The longest week of my life, yet some how it went by in the blink of an eye. Through traveling after the race, I feel I haven’t really given myself a chance to settle down and reflect on what I accomplished, what I saw, how I grew and and what I learned. I know all this will come in time.
This race was honestly and truly the most challenging thing I’ve ever done, apart from my Expedition Africa expedition race, which is kind of in its own category. I’ve done a stage race before, the Coastal Challenge and that was huge at the time. But some how this seems bigger. Maybe because I’ve grown so much as a runner and I have so much more experience under my belt. Maybe it’s because it was something I dreamed of for a few years. Maybe it was because I shared the whole experience with my husband. Or maybe it was the sheer rugged, rocky, steep ass kicking mountains we climbed up and down everyday, for a marathon a day for 7 days straight. Whatever it was, I know it’s going to take a while to process.
There is always a bit of a strange time period after a huge event such as this. There is both the disbelief and relief that it’s over. I trained all year for this. I ate, breathed, slept, trained for this. I put my heart and soul into it. I knew it needed a lot of time and energy before that first step across the start line to have a successful experience out there. So I dove head first in to the most rigorous training season I have ever had. And other than a case of tendinitis in my lower leg, I feel really good. So whatever I did to prepare for it, I did right. In an extremely competitive field, Eduardo and I were completely humbled. Everyday we went out there and gave it our all and we finished strong. I am so proud of what we were able to achieve out there.
And then there’s the whole post race blues. When something so big, your soul intention is over, it’s easy to feel a little lost. I don’t even have another goal dreamed up quite yet which I think speaks volumes of the magnitude of the event. Mentally I’m not there yet. I want to bathe in my accomplishment longer. I want to remember the highs, look back through my photos, recall the moments, savoir every last bit of it.
So bare with me as I sporadically share my Transalpine experience as it comes to me in waves.