As I mentioned, I'm the cheerleader. I cheer my husband Marc on in his endeavors, I was there for his Ironman, for Leadville and I'll be there for whatever is next. I am a housewife, I volunteer at the school, and to reiterate, I'm not the athlete! Marc is an amazing man, and following the first 29029, he insisted that I take on something that really pushed me. To be honest, it went in one ear and out the other. His suggestions came more frequently, and finally, he asked, 'why don't you do 29029 next year?' My immediate response was, "There's no possible way that I could do that."
It wasn't until June that I finally decided that I would give it a shot. I did a hike in Telluride, I call it the Gondola Trail, it's a similar elevation gain and distance as the hike at Stratton Mountain. I finished that hike and realized that my mindset could change. I didn't have to be the fastest, it wasn't running, it was taking it one hike at a time. So through Marc's insistence and my 'test hike,' I committed.
During my training, I decided to do an event called Hell on the Hill. I'm not sure it helped me or knocked me down a little. I was a complete mess following that experience, I was physically and mentally exhausted. In the end, though, I did it. I was able to get through, I hadn't trained for it, which made it hard, but it also sparked something in me. It helped me to commit to a plan - to train and prepare for 29029. I had never followed a training plan in my life, and as supportive as Marc was, we quickly realized that he may not be the best trainer for me, so he stepped aside, and coach Brent Pease agreed to help get me ready. Once I got into the training, I was religious about it. It really changed who I am. I learned discipline, and I learned commitment. I don't think a lot of people have the opportunity in their life to commit to something like this, something that really tests them. For me, this was it.