Angelest Crest 100 mile endurance run
Californie, 1er et 2 août 2015

After an ugly DNF in 2013, Angeles Crest 100 was a success this year in 30:27.
This was by far my hardest 100 miler (and this was #11!)
photo : Andre Blumberg

238 participants, dont 50 femmes étaient inscrits.
172, dont 33 femmes ont pris le départ.
98 participants dont 21 femmes ont terminé.
Elise a pris le 58e rang, 11e chez les femmes.
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Oh boy! Angeles Crest is a nasty race! It has everything in it. Altitude, big climbs, big descents, crazy heat, technical sections and aggressive cutoffs. No time to get bored for sure.

I made my mistakes in 2013 and wanted to make sure I won't make the same this year. Mile 0-25 is the altitude section and I really paced myself making my way up to 9400ft. I was feeling great up to the point. I was told I was only 1h15 ahead of the cutoff at mile 25. That is too thin for me, I started getting nervous. My ranking at that point was 132th.

I knew I wouldn't be able to make time from Mile 25-50 given it is a really hot section of the course. I really had to trust myself on this hoping I would be able to make time at night. I started getting really negative when I was making my way up to Mile 49. I was done with running and wanted to retire. Then I realized this is exactly where I quit 2 years ago. I wasn't going to let that climb win over me for a second time!

I was determined to finish. Kept pushing to Mile 52, I was 78th. It was getting cooler, the legs felt great, it was time to run a bit faster now. Once again, I got some medical problems but it didn't bother me at all. I already did all the tests in the Spring and the doctors said I was super healthy, so why bother?

I kept accelerating, I was in good spirits and was flying! I felt like superwoman! Up to the point that I trip on a rock and literally started flying up in the air.... In effort to save my legs, I fell on my left hand. I was at Mile 62. I quickly got back on my feet and kept going. But soon realized my hand was really swollen and I couldn't move it anymore. The next aid station was at Mile 69. It was a long way to get there.

I kept moving forward holding my left hand up in the air. Once at the aid station, the medical team was super nice and efficient. They wrapped up my hand perfectly! But still... I couldn't move it. I couldn't even strap my back pack on my own. I was convinced my hand was broken.

Mile 69 to 75 was crazy technical. I really had to slow down, I couldn't afford falling again. Vanessa Kline was patiently waiting for me at Mile 75 to take me to the finishing line. I was 61st at that point. We slowly started making our way up to Mt Wilson. That climb was SO brutal! It took us 2h40 to do 6 miles... that late in the game, it was quite depressing. Vanessa was a top notch pacer! She kept me moving at a really good pace and we had a great conversation all the way to the finish.

There is lots of stuff I couldn't do at the aid stations because of my hand. With her, I had nothing to worry about, she took care of everything. We even had the pleasure to meet a lovely big black rattlesnake!

I really wanted to get it done, the second day was getting hot. Coming to Mile 96, I could move my hand a little and could even put on my back pack on my own. Maybe my hand is not broken after all. Funny how things are not as dramatic in the daylight, right? Finally made it to the finishing line in 30:27 (58th position) on a very hot day.

We can't really see well on the picture, but the finisher's plaque is awesome. We can see the full course, the elevation profile, the date, my name and my finishing time. That plaque is going on the wall for sure! It was a tough one to get! Oh... and my hand is not broken at all, it was just a bad fall and feel better and better by the day.

I didn't do this on my own. Thanks to Neil Barnsdale for crewing, helping with the point to point logistic, driving me to the shower at the end (there is no way I was going to climb a 10ft hill for a shower....) and being so patient with me. Thanks to Don Ramer for helping out at night. And of course Vanessa Kline for spending all these hours with me on the trail.

The SoCal runners are awesome, they always welcome me with arms wide open when I run their races. I'm a lucky girl and I'm glad I went back for redemption.

I don't look good on this picture, that's why I like it. This is what you look like after
running 82 miles in the mountains. You look like sh**, you are tired, have bloody knees
with a sprained wrist. But still trying to smile to make it to the end. This is the reality of running 100 miles!