I recently read an article in Ultrarunning magazine by Canadian athlete Tory Scholz, titled "Running 100 Miles Will Not Make You a Better Person." Tory relates that part of her reason for pursing the sport was her hope that by running ultra distances, she would achieve a Zen-like state, leading to some degree of enlightenment, making her "a better person." On self-reflection, she states that running has, in fact, not made her a better person. She admits that she has learned some things about herself through running, but isn't convinced that she wouldn't have learned these things anyway. She loves running, but does not see that it has improved her in any way "as a human being."
In some respects I can understand what Tory is saying. I've never "seen God" or achieved enlightenment on a run either (though that has never been a motivation for me). If I measured self-improvement in that way, I'd be disappointed as well. And in some ways I agree with her. Running is very much a selfish endeavor, one that many of us pursue to the detriment of our relationships with those around us. I can say almost unequivocally that running has had, in many respects, a negative impact on my roles as a father, husband, and friend, simply due to the amount of time and energy I've dedicated to it over the past twenty-five years.
But while the outsized role that ultra running plays in my life can sometimes become overwhelming, running is also integral to who I am as a person. Whether or not it has made me a "better person" is debatable. For one, how do I quantify that? No, running has not taught me the meaning of life, but I never expected that of it. No, it has not made me a better father or husband. But it has helped me to better appreciate the time I spend with my family, has helped me to be more present in those moments. Running ultras balances my life to some extent; the physical and mental fitness I've honed through hours on the trail provide a reserve for many long overnights in the ER.
Tory writes:
"If I haven’t become a better person, then what have I been doing over these years? Well, a lot of running. Thinking about running. Talking about running. Adventuring. Challenging myself. Pushing limits. Seeing fascinating pieces of our land. Exploring mountains. Cannot say I am a better person because of it."
To me, challenging oneself, pushing limits, and exploring fascinating places sounds like an excellent path to self-improvement, learning, and discovery. For Tory, it hasn't led to enlightenment, and I hope that for her this does not mean it hasn't been worthwhile. Ultra running has not given me enlightenment either, nor has it made me wiser, more compassionate, or more charitable. And so maybe Tory is right. It has not made me a better "human being." But it has made me a better "me."
Friday, October 21, 2016
Sunday, September 25, 2016
Race Report: North Coast 24
I'm having a difficult time starting this post. Just the idea of a 24 hour race was so foreign to me even six months ago that I'm not sure where it came from. In January I ran my longest race ever, the Bandera 100K; those 9+ hours remained the longest run I had ever done. How did I decide to run a race that would be another 1.5 times that duration?
For one, Bandera confirmed for me that I did have some aptitude for the longer stuff; with a somewhat conservative start, I had gotten (relatively) stronger as the race went on, running some of my fastest miles past the 55-mile mark and moving up through the field throughout the race. My training partners' focus on longer races helped nudge me in that direction as well. Brian's runner-up finish at Burning River in 2015 was eye-opening, even though he had a wealth of experience at the distance; and Phil, despite having run his first 50k in January 2015, was already talking about his first 100, at Grindstone in October. I ran my first ultra in 2006. It was time to get on board.
The 24 hour format seemed to suit me, at least in theory. I've never minded races on loop courses; I was not put off by the idea of monotony. And I was looking forward to running at night. Most everyone I spoke to cautioned me that I would experience a lull in the early morning hours. But with my usual unpredictable schedule, heavy on night shifts, my body was not only primed for action at 3am, but was very familiar with 24-30 hours without sleep. Where others struggled, I could gain an advantage simply by continuously moving forward.
I didn't have the ideal training buildup that I'd had before Bandera; my bout with Lyme disease in May and June meant I didn't get into heavy training until about 10 weeks before the race. But once August rolled around I was in a rhythm; I was able to bang out several weeks between 95-110 miles, peaking at 120 two weeks out. Not quite as many hard workouts as I'd like, but some good quality track work with Laura and Phil. I'd say it was about 90% of the ideal prep I'd had for Bandera. It would have to do.
I flew to Cleveland on Friday afternoon and spent most of the day in my hotel room trying not to freak myself out too much. Joe Fejes' race preview picked me to finish 14th among the men, which sounded a little low until I read through everyone's credentials and realized, Geez, I might really be in over my head here. Just be patient and keep moving forward, I told myself, and let the chips fall where they will.
I took my first-ever Uber ride to the race on Saturday morning and met up with my friend and sometime training partner Jim Sweeney, who was gunning for 150 miles and a spot on the US team for next year's world championships. Jim's dad Steve would also be running, and his girlfriend Bri and stepmom Ginny graciously offered to help crew me in addition to Jim and Steve. The biggest concern early on was the weather. Threatening and overcast all morning, the skies opened up thirty minutes before the start. We huddled under our pop-up tent, hoping that we wouldn't have to start in the deluge. The forecast called for rain on and off all day, but mercifully it let up about five minutes before 9 am, and we started in a light drizzle that tapered off over the first few miles. That was about it for the rain the rest of the way.
Before the race, I had told anyone who asked that the goal was 100 miles, and that anything over that would be a bonus. Which was true; after the first 10 hours and 62 miles, I'd be in completely unknown territory. But I knew that I should be able to do 100 miles on a flat loop without too much difficulty. I didn't want to base my race strategy around just getting to 100. I set myself a pie-in-the-sky goal of 140 miles, the minimum qualification standard for the national team--just over 10:00/mile pace. To do this, I'd need to go out a little faster, knowing I'd slow down later. I decided that I could run as fast as 9:10-9:15 pace in the early miles without the pace itself doing too much damage. Anything faster than that, I risked blowing up from the pace, not just the mileage. My strategy, therefore, was 9:10 pace for, well, basically as long as I could, then reassess. Jim had decided to start by running 9:45 pace for the first six hours, then planned to run negative splits through the evening and into the night. I didn't trust myself not to slow down, so I settled into my 9:10 pace and tried to make the time pass.
I spent the early miles running with a variety of folks. I ran a few laps with Megan Alvarado (nee Stegemiller), an accomplished 100-mile racer from Virginia, and Andrew Snope, a huarache-wearing pre-race favorite from Georgia with a previous 136-mile 24-hour to his credit. When our pace started to creep down towards 9:00/mile, though, I backed off a bit and let them go. I focused on fueling and on keeping the effort level as easy as possible. Whenever I felt any sort of increase in effort, I backed off. Ginny and Bri kept me well-hydrated as the day heated up, and the miles crept by. Ten miles in 1:31, twenty in 3:03, thirty in 4:34...just running the 9:10s, not worried about place, trying to get through each 6-hour block with minimal effort and just move onto the next one.
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| photo: Stuart Siegfried |
As we passed the six-hour mark I started to globalize a bit and these feelings fell away. Pace became my all-consuming thought. I had covered 39 miles in the first six hours, exactly wha I had hoped for. The next six-hour block called for something similar, on the order of 35-38 miles, hoping for a 12-hour total in the high 70s. I continued on, keeping the effort level in check. I spent some time running with Olaf Wasternack, third last year with 140 miles, and Harvey Lewis, the defending champion who had placed ninth in the last world championships (both were a few laps ahead of me). Jim caught up to me and we ran together for an hour; then he lapped me once to catch up on the lap I had gained on him in the early going and we ran together some more; then he took off a bit and lapped me again. He seemed to be moving very well.
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| With Jim. photo: Pat Dooley |
I went through a mild down spell around the 9-hour mark, but not bad; as the sun set and the weather cooled a bit I felt better. Another mild down spell coincided with the 12-hour mark. I had lost track of Jim in the dark. My pace had slowed a little bit, and while I didn't feel too tired, I became aware that there was an awful long way to go. I passed 12 hours with about 75-76 miles covered, right in line with my goals, but suddenly the enormity of what I was doing hit me. I sat down at our tent for the first time, eating some mashed potatoes and thinking, God, I don't think I can do another 65 miles. Steve was struggling with some leg pain and was there with Ginny in the camp, and I outlined for them a new plan. 140 was out, but I could run 12-minute pace for the next, I don't know, whatever. That would get me to 100 miles in 17 hours, which was slower than my pre-race ideal projection, but I though would still be pretty cool. Then in the final seven hours, I could cover 30 miles for a 130 total. Seemed doable.
I struggled a little bit through the next couple of laps, but about thirty minutes later I took a couple of steps just trying to open up my stride, and boom! everything suddenly felt amazing. My first instinct was to back off, but I decided I had to start running eventually, and I might as well ride this wave for a little bit. Suddenly, 80 miles in, I started clicking off 9:10s again. Olivier Leblond, who had led from the gun and was lapping me for the eight or ninth time, caught up to me and immediately commented on how quick I was moving. We shared several laps together before I stopped to eat something and he pulled away. It was nearing midnight and the field was thinning out a bit, but I kept rolling. Past 90 miles I was moving so well that I briefly flirted with the idea of 140 miles again; it was looking like I would be hitting 100 miles close to 16 hours, and 12-minute pace over the last eight hours might be achievable.
About two laps later I started to feel some fatigue in my quads, which was not unexpected. More concerning was that I was suddenly experiencing burning pain in my right patellar tendon with each step. This is a bit of a chronic issue for me on longer runs, so I wasn't terribly surprised, but the usual stride alterations didn't relieve it, which was problematic. At 93 miles I stopped in the medical tent, desperate. The student there stretched and massaged my quads, which helped, then started putting gentle distal pressure on my kneecap.
"What is that, rolfing?" I asked.
"No, myofascial release."
After a few minutes he pronounced me done and I sat up cautiously. "I think I felt the knee release," he said, "you might be good to go." I left the tent and took a few tentative steps. No pain. I opened up the stride a little bit. No pain. I started running normally. No pain. Alright. Here we go.
Not running quite as quickly as before, but still moving very well. I did some quick calculations. 140 was definitely out, 130 was still in play. More importantly, I was fast approaching my first 100 mile mark. I decided I was going to push through 100 miles to see what my time would be. Beyond that, with my chances at 140 gone, the final total didn't matter all that much.
I kept cruising through 100 miles in 16:34, still feeling pretty good, and quite proud of myself. At that point I sat down for only the second time, just wanting to savor the accomplishment for a bit. I started moving again a few minutes later, but much of my momentum was gone, and I struggled to find my rhythm again. I made it another two laps feeling OK, but by the third time around I was developing some significant pain in my right IT band and my left quad, and I hobbled back into the medical tent. They worked their magic again, and my IT band was much better, but the quad was beyond rescue. OK, then. Time to start hiking.
So, for the next seven hours, I walked. I walked and walked. I began to get a sense of where I stood in the field. There were five men I knew were ahead of me: Olivier, Adrian Stanciu, Serge Arbona, Kevin Grabowski, and Jean Pommier. There was Olaf, who I knew had been several laps ahead of me, but I hadn't seen for a few hours, and I suspected might be off the course. And there were two people who were within ten laps of me still on course. One of them was barely moving faster than I was, and it soon became apparent that he was almost done. The other, John Bertram, was still running.
Hours passed. It became apparent that I was going to either finish sixth or seventh. If I stopped, John would catch me and I'd finish seventh; a couple of other folks might catch me too if I stopped completely. If I kept moving, John was the only person who could get me. No matter how slow I was going, if I just kept moving forward, I'd finish no worse than seventh, probably sixth. So I just kept moving. Every time I came around and finished another lap, I considered whether I wanted to finish sixth or seventh, and I just kept moving. Adrian became my best friend, offering a thumbs-up or a few words of encouragement every time he lapped me; he even stopped once or twice and walked with me for a few minutes. He was struggling but moving better than anyone else save women's leader Jenny Hoffman, who was simply laying waste to the women's field.
With less than two hours to go I was almost certain I had sixth place locked up, but every time I thought I was safe, John would trundle by, cutting another lap off my lead, and I would do the math again, thinking, God this is gonna be close. With an hour left the lead was down to three laps, and I considered stopping, but no, he could run 2.7 miles in an hour. Keep moving. With thirty minutes to go, two laps. I could probably stop, but could he do two 15-minute miles? Probably. Keep moving. Finally, at 23:47, I finished my 137th lap, knowing I still had a two lap lead and my spot was safe, and I stopped.
The immediate aftermath of the race was not pretty. I could barely stand up for the awards ceremony, and I nearly passed out in line at Einstein's Bagels about two hours later. But Ginny and Steve brought me back to their hotel room, where I had a glorious shower and a two-hour nap, after which I felt remarkably better for the flight home. Within a day or two, I had no more muscle soreness than I'd expect after any long hard race. My feet, however, were a different story. I donated three toenails to the podiatrist on Tuesday, and it took a week for enough swelling to subside that I could see my ankles again.
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| CANKLES! (The blue toenails are painted. The red toenails are not toenails.) |
Saturday, August 13, 2016
Which Ultrarunner are you?
This is a basically silly idea that I came up with a couple of months ago. Because between work, training, family, school, and my other silly ultra-related project, I didn't have enough to do. Anyway, enjoy. There are almost thirty different outcomes, so you can try it a bunch of times, change your answers, and see how things turn out differently. If you like it, do me a favor and hit the "Share on Facebook" button afterwards.
Monday, June 20, 2016
Merry Statesmas! My WS100 Picks and a Pre-Squaw GUR Top 50 Update
The most anticipated day of the ultra running season is almost here. Merry Statesmas, everyone!
Trying to handicap this race is almost impossible. The field is so deep every year, and the course is such a demanding test; you need to be able to survive the high country, but still have legs after Foresthill to throw down when the real racing starts. Couple that with the unpredictability of the weather and it makes picking the winner very difficult. But, everyone is giving it a shot, so I might as well do the same. My best crack at predicting the men's and women's races:
Ladies
Seven of last year's top 10 women are back this year, and they're found by a murderer's row of talent from the Golden Ticket races and elsewhere. Fourteen of last year's Gunksrunner Ultra Rankings top 50 are set to run; sixteen of the current 2016 top 50 are entered (including four of the top 5). I think the women's field is at least as deep as the men, which is not always the case. The only difference is the relative lack of top women from overseas, but I don't expect that to affect the quality of the race one bit.
1. Magdalena Boulet
Final 2015 GUR: 1
Current 2016 GUR:32
2015 WS finish: 1
Everything else aside, this is Magda's race to lose. The defending champion and the top marathoner in the field has both the mountain chops and the leg speed to meet any challenge. Her early season results have shown her to be on form. Anything can happen over 100 miles, but from where I sit, she's the overwhelming favorite.
2. Aliza Lapierre
Final 2015 GUR: 8
Current 2016 GUR:28
2015 WS finish: 4
She had a monster 2015, with top finishes at Bandera, TGC, States, and UTMF. She's had a bit of a quieter start to 2016, but a dominant win at Miwok shows she's ready to go.
3. Kaci Lickteig
Final 2015 GUR: 5
Current 2016 GUR:2
2015 WS finish: 2
The Pixie Ninja is clearly in top form following her second-place finish at Lake Sonoma and has placed in the top 5 at WS in both 2014 and 2015.
4. Devon Yanko
Final 2015 GUR: 84
Current 2016 GUR: 22
2015 WS finish: NA
She's more known for her prowess on the roads, but she's been running very well on both roads and trails since her return to the scene at Two Oceans last spring. States tends to look kindly on speedsters, and she's got one of the fastest marathon PRs in the field.
5. Caroline Boller
Final 2015 GUR: 27
Current 2016 GUR: 17
2015 WS finish: 8
After she crushed me--and the national master's record--at Caumsett in March, I'm looking for her to improve on last year's finish.
6. Alissa St. Laurent
Final 2015 GUR: 43
Current 2016 GUR: 79
2015 WS finish: NA
Flying a bit under the radar, but incredibly consistent across multiple distances.
7. Amy Sproston
Final 2015 GUR: 82
Current 2016 GUR: 31
2015 WS finish: NA
I like the road speed, I like the experience, and I like that she won Black Canyon to race her way in to WS. I feel like I might actually be selling her short here.
8. Janessa Taylor
Final 2015 GUR: 56
Current 2016 GUR: 36
2015 WS finish: NA
She's won almost everything she's entered the past two years, save a second place only to Cassie Scallon's CR at Bandera.
9. Nicole Kalogeropoulus
Final 2015 GUR: 7
Current 2016 GUR: 18
2015 WS finish: 6
She DNF'd at Rocky Raccoon in February, but has won a couple of smaller races since then, and I'm a bit afraid to bet against her after what she did at UTMB last year.
10. Bethany Patterson
Final 2015 GUR: 18
Current 2016 GUR: 3
2015 WS finish: NA
Another incredibly consistent performer and a very prolific racer. Most of her success is on more technical tracks, though, and I'm not quite sure of her flat-speed credentials.
Hedging my bets
11. Anna Mae Flynn
12. Amanda Basham
13. Meghan Arbogast
14. Maggie Guterl
15. Amy Rusiecki
Dudes
Unlike the women, none of last year's top four are back in 2016. If anything, though, the men's race is a little tougher to handicap, because I find the top Europeans to be a bit of a confounding variable. Partly because I don't follow the Euro circuit nearly as closely as the US events, but also, I'm never sure how their success translates on this side of the pond. In the nine races of the PJE (Post-Jurek Era), only one foreigner (the great Killian Jornet) has won States, and it even took him two tries to do it. Last year's European contingent was as strong as any in recent memory, and scored an impressive 4-5-6 finish, but can one of them break through for the win? Regardless, despite the Euros, and despite the presence of eleven of both the 2015 and 2016 GUR top 50 in the starting field, I feel like this is a three-man race for the win, between Jim Walmsley, Sage Canaday, and David Laney.
1. Sage Canaday
Final 2015 GUR: 45
Current 2016 GUR: 29
2015 WS finish: NA
After an unbelievable 2014, Sage had a bit of a frustrating 2015, as evidenced by his disappointing (for him) 15th at Comrades and his injury-induced DNF at UTMB. But he still managed a dominant win at Speedgoat and put up four sub-2:21 marathons in a 12-month stretch, and since barely missing the OTQ and recommitting to the trails, he looks to be back to his old self. I don't want to bet against Jim or Dave, but I'll back my fellow Cornell XC/track alum. Go Big Red!
2. Jim Walmsley
Final 2015 GUR: 18
Current 2016 GUR: 1
2015 WS finish: NA
This feels a little bit crazy. No one beats Jim Walmsley these days. (I mean, like no one. He hasn't lost in over a year.) It's his first crack at 100 miles, but States has seen rookies have plenty of success in the past. (Look at Krar in 2013, or Magda last year.) Can leg speed and overwhelming talent trump experience?
3. David Laney
Final 2015 GUR: 6
Current 2016 GUR: NA
2015 WS finish: 8
Ranking last year's UROY as the third choice makes me feel sick to my stomach. Let's just move on.
4. Thomas Lorblanchet
Final 2015 GUR: NA
Current 2016 GUR: NA
2015 WS finish: 5
He's the top returning finisher from last year and may have more of the profile of the Europeans who are successful at States (which is to say, "fast," rather than strictly mountain-goat).
5. Didrik Hermansen
Final 2015 GUR: NA
Current 2016 GUR: NA
2015 WS finish: NA
I know very little about him, but he won TGC this year, so what the hell.
6. Ian Sharman
Final 2015 GUR: 7
Current 2016 GUR: 4
2015 WS finish: 7
Ian will finish sixth because I feel like Ian always finishes sixth.
7. Francois D'haene
Final 2015 GUR: NA
Current 2016 GUR: NA
2015 WS finish: 14
I always think of him as more of a mountain runner, but he's won huge 100-milers all over the world and unless something goes wrong I can't see him outside the top 10.
8. Bob Shebest
Final 2015 GUR: 12
Current 2016 GUR: 142
2015 WS finish: NA
My dark horse pick, I can't understand why this guy doesn't get more attention.
9. Jeff Browning
Final 2015 GUR: 69
Current 2016 GUR: 46
2015 WS finish: NA
I just love his form recently. Third at UTMF in September and first at HURT in January.
10. Jesse Haynes
Final 2015 GUR: 82
Current 2016 GUR: 13
2015 WS finish: DNF
He's always hanging around the back half of the top 10, and has been running well in early 2016.
Hedging my bets
11. Paul Giblin
12. Andrew Tuckey
13. Christopher Denucci
14. Paul Terranova
15. Andrew Miller
Pre-Western States GUR Top 50 Update (as of 6/18)
Men
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State
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Points
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Women
|
State
|
Points
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1
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Jim Walmsley
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AZ
|
159
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YiOu Wang
|
CA
|
104
|
2
|
Paul Terranova
|
TZ
|
85
|
Kaci Lickteig
|
NE
|
61.9
|
3
|
Brian Rusiecki
|
MA
|
75.6
|
Bethany Patterson
|
VA
|
56.8
|
4
|
Ian Sharman
|
CA
|
72.5
|
Sabrina Little
|
TX
|
54.5
|
5
|
Christopher Dennucci
|
CA
|
67.675
|
Anna Mae Flynn
|
CA
|
54.3
|
6
|
Dylan Bowman
|
CA
|
61.85
|
Corinne Malcolm
|
WA
|
53.35
|
7
|
Matt Flaherty
|
IN
|
61.6
|
Cassie Scallon
|
CO
|
50.3
|
8
|
Mario Mendoza
|
OR
|
59.9
|
Kathleen Cusick
|
FL
|
50
|
9
|
Jared Burdick
|
NY
|
58.5
|
Jodee Adams-Moore
|
WA
|
40.75
|
10
|
Tim Frericks
|
AZ
|
55
|
Ellie Greenwood
|
Can
|
40
|
11
|
Tyler Sigl
|
WI
|
50.5
|
Keely Henninger
|
MA
|
38
|
12
|
David Roche
|
CA
|
47.5
|
Alicia Shay
|
AZ
|
37.75
|
13
|
Jesse Haynes
|
CA
|
46.7
|
Bev Anderson-Abbs
|
CA
|
37.7
|
14
|
Andrew Miller
|
OR
|
45
|
Sarah Bard
|
WA
|
36.8
|
15
|
Chris Mocko
|
CA
|
41.625
|
Laura Kline
|
NY
|
36
|
16
|
Stephen Wassather
|
CA
|
41.5
|
Amy Rusiecki
|
MA
|
35.325
|
17
|
Jorge Pacheco
|
CA
|
40.2
|
Caroline Boller
|
CA
|
35
|
18
|
Michael Daigeaun
|
PA
|
40
|
Nicole Kalogeropoulos
|
TX
|
35
|
19
|
Masazumi Fujioka
|
CA
|
39
|
Emily Peterson
|
CA
|
31
|
20
|
Ed Ettinghausen
|
CA
|
38.4
|
Erika Lindland
|
CA
|
30.8
|
21
|
Dominick Layfield
|
UT
|
38.2
|
Rachel Ragona
|
CA
|
30.6
|
22
|
Ryan Bak
|
OR
|
37.5
|
Devon Yanko
|
CA
|
30
|
23
|
Chris Vargo
|
AZ
|
37.375
|
Megan Roche
|
CA
|
30
|
24
|
Zach Miller
|
CO
|
35
|
Julie Koepke
|
TX
|
29.275
|
25
|
Daniel Metzger
|
CA
|
34.5
|
Denise Bourassa
|
OR
|
28.8
|
26
|
Mark Hammond
|
UT
|
33.8
|
Heather Hoechst
|
PA
|
28.75
|
27
|
Paddy O’Leary
|
CA
|
33.75
|
Sarah Schubert
|
VA
|
28.6
|
28
|
Chikara Omine
|
CA
|
33.6
|
Aliza Lapierre
|
VT
|
27.5
|
29
|
Sage Canaday
|
CO
|
33.5
|
Traci Falbo
|
IN
|
26.6
|
30
|
Chase Nowak
|
MN
|
30
|
Kelly Wolf
|
AZ
|
26.2
|
31
|
Charlie Ware
|
AZ
|
28.5
|
Amy Sproston
|
OR
|
25.5
|
32
|
Jorge Maravilla
|
CA
|
28.5
|
Magdalena Boulet
|
CA
|
25.5
|
33
|
Jason Lantz
|
PA
|
27.4
|
Amy Clark
|
TX
|
25.25
|
34
|
Caleb Denton
|
TN
|
27
|
Pam Simth
|
OR
|
25
|
35
|
Jared Campbell
|
UT
|
25
|
Camille Herron
|
OK
|
24.7
|
36
|
Nickademus Hollon
|
CA
|
24.4
|
Janessa Taylor
|
OR
|
24.5
|
37
|
Karl Meltzer
|
UT
|
24.3
|
Anne-Marie Maddon
|
Can
|
24
|
38
|
Aaron Saft
|
NC
|
24.125
|
Kaytlyn Gerbin
|
WA
|
23.875
|
39
|
Steve Barber
|
TN
|
24
|
Katrin Silva
|
NM
|
23.25
|
40
|
Jeremy Wolf
|
WA
|
23.675
|
Courtney Dauwalter
|
CO
|
23
|
41
|
Olaf Wasternack
|
TN
|
23
|
Sheryl Wheeler
|
NY
|
22.8
|
42
|
Patrick Caron
|
MA
|
23
|
Amanda Basham
|
OR
|
22.5
|
43
|
Nicholas DiPirro
|
VA
|
22.5
|
Brittany Goicoechea
|
ID
|
22.5
|
44
|
Jean Pommier
|
CA
|
22.1
|
Keila Merino
|
NY
|
22.125
|
45
|
Mario Martinez
|
CA
|
21.6
|
Liz Bauer
|
SC
|
22
|
46
|
Jeff Browning
|
OR
|
21.5
|
Bree Lambert
|
CA
|
21.6
|
47
|
C Fred Joslyn
|
NY
|
21.325
|
Lee Conner
|
OH
|
21.6
|
48
|
Cody Reed
|
21
|
Shawn Chapler
|
IN
|
21.55
| |
49
|
David Goggins
|
TN
|
21
|
Natalie Larson
|
CA
|
21.5
|
50
|
Brett Hornig
|
OR
|
20.65
|
Darcy Piceu
|
CO
|
21.375
|
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