Stacia: On ascent 16, I realized we were starting to run up against the clock. The first two-thirds of the mountain were steep, but the final stretch mellowed out slightly with some switchbacks to lessen the grade. Compared to the climb below, it was almost easy, but with time running out, I knew we had to use that mellower terrain to move faster.
I told George that, and he looked at me and said, “Stacia, I’m not going to go any faster than I need to go.”
George: Those switchbacks were almost like recovery earlier in the event, but after almost 30 hours out there, they just felt like another hard part of the climb.
And there’s Stacia, telling me I should try to run them!
Stacia: I didn’t say run!
But I wanted us to go faster. We were slowing down while people were speeding up, and I wanted us both to get that Red Hat!
Stacia: When we got to the bottom, I bumped into Coach Brent, who asked how we were doing.
“At this point, I don’t think George is going to listen to me. I think he’s getting frustrated, but I know we need to get moving faster if we want to finish. You have to push him.”
Brent didn’t even hesitate, he just said, “I’ve got him.”
And from that point on he rode George’s ass!
George: For the 17th and 18th ascent he would not let me stop. He was right there, right behind me. You’ve got to keep going. You’re not going to get it if you don’t get moving.
Even at the aid stations, he only gave me 30 seconds.
“Are you tired?” Coach Brent asked me.
“Are you kidding? I haven’t slept, I’ve been climbing non-stop… of course, I’m tired!” I told him.
“No, you’re not tired. When somebody asks you if you’re tired, you say I’m not tired.”
I started saying I wasn’t tired.
And I know how it works, but I’d never experienced it to that extent before.
By the fourth or fifth time I’d told somebody I’m not tired, I actually started to feel it.
I didn’t feel tired.
I marched up my 17th ascent.