As Christians we are called to spread the Good News of Jesus Christ. If you are anything like me, this is an extremely difficult thing to do. There just never seems to be a good time to broach the subject. To be honest, I am afraid of the awkwardness this discussion might cause.

Running has torn down the awkwardness and created a platform for me to talk freely about my faith. It is my hope that these stories will help draw you closer to our creator – through whom we all have the strength to move mountains.

God has given me a body built for endurance. Over the years, I have run a few races and met many wonderful and interesting people. These posts contain my stories. You do not need to be a runner to relate to these events. We are all running the race of life. We all have our peaks and valleys that we have to climb and descend.

My Family

My Family
My Lovely Wife Christina & Sons: Chase, Cruz, & Dash Dexter

YouTube Video of 2010 McNaughton 200 Mile Trail Run

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

After Thoughts on Running 200 Miles

The McNaughton 200 Mile Trail Run epitomizes what the sport of Ultrarunning is to me. As long distance runners, we seek a challenge – how far can I go? As athletes, we seek competition – how well will I perform today? Fifteen runners toed the line on a Thursday evening in Pittsfield, Vermont ready to try and answer the questions.

Andy Weinberg (the Race Director) stated that this was a monumental day in Ultrarunning - the first 200 mile trail run in North America. It was humbling to be a part of something so big.

Over the course of a 200 mile run, you are destined to see a lot of weather changes even when you are just doing a 10-mile loop. Over the course of Thursday evening until Sunday, we got to experience bright sunny skies, thunderstorms with over 2 inches of rain, hail, high winds, more sun, more rain, a rainbow (see photo below), and even snow. With the heavy rain came extremely muddy trail conditions. I know many of the runners were ready mentally and physically to run 200 miles – the conditions just made the course unbearable at times.

With a looped course, there were 20 different opportunities to stop. I was fortunate enough to not only have my parents at the race but also a crew of 9 additional friends. I hit a point at mile 180 when everything in my body said stop – I just didn’t want it anymore. To have an experienced crew to help you with decisions in a race of this distance is priceless.

My hat goes off to Mike Siltman who went at this race solo – the mental toughness he showed through his perseverance was amazing!

It is my hope that this race will continue to grow in its new venue and ultrarunners asking the how far and how long questions will find their answers in Pittsfield, Vermont.