18 Jun 17

om and Randy nearing the finish pause to have the majesty of the mountain backdrop captured as a momenty they would not want to forget.

Almost to the top, enjoying the beautiful backdrop

“…by bringing myself over the edge and back, I discovered a passion to live my days fully, a conviction that will sustain me like sweet water on the periodically barren plain of our short lives.” (Jonathan Waterman)

I’ve climbed Mt Washington’s 6,288 feet many times through the years by way of the majestic and challenging hiking trails. The notion of a foot race up the auto road sounded daunting and when I mentioned my interest during a run with friends, Tom Cassetty asked if I had a guide and then immediately volunteered. His self professed and somewhat tongue in cheek motto: “That’s a terrible idea, when are we doing it?” certainly helped lead us both to this adventure. I celebrate goals as the means to drive my spirit to learn about myself and challenge myself to always be learning, growing and celebrating life. I knew from his prior run and the wisdom of others that it would be difficult. The weather forecast all week and the morning of our race foretold of thunderstorms and cloud cover, we were surprised to discover an entirely different experience. The weather was beautiful.  I did not say it was ideal. It was humid almost to the 99% humidity level and the sun burned down upon us the entire time. It made the journey challenging for certain. I’m appreciative of my training and the many mountain climbing miles which helped my lungs and legs to celebrate the journey and share experiences in these glorious mountain ranges while we continued our steady plod up through the miles. Climbing 4650 feet of elevation over 7.6 miles is simply a lot of work for anyone and while we were not out to make great time I could not appreciate the work we were doing nor the work of so many around us any more. My spirits were soaring throughout the journey and I was well reminded why I love the  attitude adjustment of my altitude adjustment and I think spirits around us all were higher for the beauty and majesty unfurled around us.

As we neared the final stretch and could hear the summit sounds we did stop to get a commemorative picture of Tom and I with our mountain back-drop. I then asked if he wanted to dig in deep for a strong finish run. I could hear the weariness in his voice but he found the mental and physical resolve to deliver and run we did! I could hear friends calling out support and encouragement. I felt the grade steepen even to the 22% final pitch where your legs must lift high and strong and pull your body up forcibly despite all the many steps before. Tom guided me through the gentle turn of that final stretch and over the finish to cheers. We, like many, had walked more than we might have intended before the race began. We had given what we had and dug a little deeper to finish in a way which for me capped the perfection of the day. I always strive to give my best and include in that accepting realistic limitations we all face along the journey. When you know you’ve done all you can and reached your goal with the flair and celebration to appreciate it fully it truly is the peak potential I find makes the moment resonate so much longer. I’ll remember the 7.6 miles of journey very well and they hold the most meaning for Tom and I. I’ll still treasure our strength as a team in that finish and the reception we shared. I can only hope that if a picture paints a thousand words you might get a bit more from the video Tracy took of our final push together!

Autumn waits with perky ears!

Autumn waiting for her dad and Tom!

 

One final bonus is that a journey or experience rarely ends at the summit. It’s a great vantage point to view all the many other possibilities ahead. Better still it’s a time to reflect, review and revise your many goals for yourself and your world. In my instance it included a wonderful grounding as a pair of special ladies awaited us at the top. Tracy took this and many other photos but both Autumn and Tracy are my guides and my true encouragement through all the challenges of life well beyond what a mountain road race may offer. Every summit is sweeter when you can celebrate with those you love. I’m blessed with an abundance of friends I love and a couple of particularly special ladies, thank you Autumn and Tracy!

 

 

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