I've never really had a hankering to run 100 miles.
Or to run all night by headlamp, even though I run in the dark sometimes. But if you know GZ or have interacted with him much online, you can probably understand why a bunch of people would gladly show up during his first 100 attempt to do just that.
So after my ride on Saturday, at about 6:15 PM I headed over to the Reservoir to check out how the race was going. I didn't recognize anyone at the start/finish area (not having met the family), so I rode along the course to see if I could find either Shad or GZ. Shad was running the 12-hour.
I ended up on-course until 12:40 AM. Ha!
Shad had finished a bit after 3 PM, so I missed him, but I caught up to George and Jeff Valliere (on bike) towards the back of the course:
George was doing great, not what I'd call... comfortable... but steady considering this was mile 55, already roughly a 10-mile PR.
He was probably not in a position to care, but it was a beautiful evening, with neon pink sunset clouds all around. Amazing.
After JV left, Wyatt and Lucho paced on foot while I rode along on my bike, Homie stopped by on course, then around 9 PM I changed to running shoes and started pacing on foot. I ran a bit shy of 2 laps or 13 miles. I called it a day at 12:40 AM with 3 laps to go, and JT, Brandon and Bob took him in for the finish.
Three generations of family rocked it too, hanging out the chilly air to cheer him on, TZ and JZ like the pit crew changing the tires and filling the tank.
Yeah, this course doesn't have Hope Pass, but the city lights behind the Reservoir, the night sky (nearly full moon), and the headlamps bobbing along in the dark were all pretty cool. It was a good time.
This is a good picture for last, because no matter how many people are around, it's still the racer that does the work and brings it in. Way to go, man.