
VT100 - First Weigh-In
Last I left you, it was mile 30 and we were sending Paige down the road. When she got to mile 47, the smile was still in place - whew, what a relief! This was the first weigh-in on the course and all checked out fine which meant that she was taking in plenty of fluids. After a full change of socks, shoes and a fresh shirt, off she headed. Mile 57 was going to be my last aid station before I joined in the fun at mile 70 to pace Paige for the final 30 miles. This was a relatively quick stop with a refill of the bottles and the addition of some warmer clothes since the temps were already starting to drop some. She also grabbed her handheld flashlight, just in case. I left the aid station and headed for the Bill’s aid station to drop off our final (mile 88 something) drop bag and then back to the start/finish area to change into running clothes and pick up the shuttle back to the 70 mile (Camp 10 Bear) aid station where I was planning on meeting her.

Mile 70 - Preparing To Head Out
It was dark by the time I got there and I started to wonder how her handheld batteries were holding up; it is an incandescent flashlight which burns through batteries like crazy. After waiting for about a half hour, I walked up the road a little ways to meet her. When she didn’t come and the road was completely dark for quite some time, I started to walk and then run toward her to make sure she wasn’t in the middle of the woods in the complete dark without light. After about 2 miles, I met up with her and she was singing Christmas songs to keep herself company - all my worry for nothing, she was fine. I ran part of the way back with her but the rules say that runners can’t have pacers before mile 70 so I left her behind and told her I’d wait at the aid station for her. She arrived moments after me and immediately weighed-in. She had gained weight which meant that she was drinking too much or retaining too much water but they told her to slow down on the intake and let her carry on. We tended to the feet, loaded up the packs, put on our headlamps and headed into the night.
We quickly met our first of many hills and it was a dandy; I had trouble with it and I was on fresh legs, I don’t know how she did it. When we reached the top of the hill, I felt I was being paced and not the other way around. It is a strange but wonderful experience to run at night.

Somewhere In The Night
There is an unexplainable calm and a bit of a surreal feeling as you pass quietly through the dark world seeing only what your headlamp illuminates. It is easy to pass in and out of a zombie-like state where you loose track of time - it is truly wonderful. We ran for the next several miles by ourselves but eventually came across some other runners who we then ran with, or close to, for a while. It was interesting to watch the ups and downs that the runners would have - someone would feel strong for a while and take off then we would pass them and they would look nearly dead. Paige, on the other hand, was steady as a grandfather clock - tick-tock-tick-tock, she just kept CHUGging along. Through our conversation, I knew she had her ups and downs but she didn’t show it and her mood remained positive - it was inspiration to me, who was feeling quite tired and didn’t really have a reason to be.
Somewhere around mile 80 (though I’m not sure exactly), we were running along a stretch of single track and I heard a rustling in the grass to my left - I looked, and my headlamp followed, and saw a porcupine. I stopped and took a good look and mentioned to Paige, who had kept running, that she should come see the porcupine. She reluctantly stopped and turned around but I could see in her eyes that she would have rather kept her momentum and watched the Discovery Channel’s special on “Porcupines in the Wild,” it made me laugh to myself. As we started back down the trail, my mind began to wander to all the other creatures that lived in these woods - moose, bear, skunks, owls, … and, you know where I am going with this… snakes. At the end of the day, I didn’t see any snakes and Paige only spotted one tiny one early in the day but I was on the look out now.
As the miles kept passing, we spent all of our time either going up or down and I began to get light headed though I didn’t let on because it was my job to remain tough for her but inside I was wondering if I was going to make it myself.

At Sunrise Overlooking A Valley
The night was supremely clear and the stars were awesome! Living in Chicago, we don’t get to see many stars and the ones we see aren’t all that bright but here, it was a whole different story. I saw one shooting star and made a wish upon it (we’ll see if it comes true) but soon, we could see the sky begin to brighten and the stars slowly melted away. After many more long uphills, we arrived at Bill’s aid station. Paige got her feet worked on while I filled bottles and changed my own clothes. When we left there, we only had 12 miles to go. The sun was now up and I was wide awake. We passed through some gorgeous fields, saw some amazing valleys and barely had the energy to appreciate it - we’d been up for 27 hours and were tired. The next couple of hours are a blur but I know we ran a lot of hills.

Strike A Paige - Mile 92
Earlier in the week, Torey had posted a “shout-out” to Paige wishing her good luck and mentioned a mile 92 “strike a Paige” challenge. A little history, Paige is known for her ability to pose for a picture. Knowing this, Torey challenged her to pose at mile 92 with a classic Paige pose. When we got to the aid station at mile 92, Paige had not forgotten Torey’s challenge and posed enthusiastically for the camera - what a trooper!
For those who haven’t run an ultra marathon, let me share this little bit of “insider” information - you get intimate with people quickly. The body functions that we normally curb when around others are let out of the cage as though we are alone. Not to be too graphic here but a lot of noises are heard and public peeing becomes the norm. Paige learned the ways of the ultra like a champ and I feel honored to have been there to witness it.

20+ Hours Into VT100
There was no concern about the time limit but we were both motivated by the closeness of the finish line. Our pace picked up and we blew through the final aid stations in no time, opting for forward progress. Soon, we could hear the finish line loud speakers and knew that our journey was coming to an end. We stopped on the trail and shared an emotional hug for a few minutes thinking about what had transpired over the past 29 hours and let the emotions loose. What a day/trip it had been and it was all started to sink in with the finish line so close. I ran ahead to make sure I could get a picture of her crossing the finish line which she did in style.

Paige - Finishing Her First 100
Thoughts on the day:
- Ultras are an amazing experience,
- The people you meet are genuinely awesome,
- Watching someone complete their first 100 miler is beyond words,
- Crewing is almost as much fun as running and nearly as tiring,
- Running at night is unbelievable,
- All the training is worth it,
- Paige is a rock star,
- I want to do this sort of thing for the rest of my life,
- Vermont is beautiful,
- Paige is nearly as famous in the ultra community as a movie star is in L.A.,
- There is little that compares to the ultra running community.
I can’t really do the day justice but suffice it to say, I thoroughly enjoyed the whole experience. Paige, you were amazing - congrats on finishing your first “hundo” - I feel extremely fortunate to have shared the experience with you. I still can’t believe how easy you made it look; you wore a smile the whole time and looked cute to boot.

At The Finish
To read Paige’s race report, click here.