

Aloha Ohana...
Well nine of us all survived both the Run to the Sun and the Hilo marathon!!! And we could not have done it without our very vital support person Frayed Laces!!! Actually if it wasn't for her, I may not have completed the Run to the Sun!!!...REALLY!!!!! Basically what had happened was that I did not stick to the game plan and I threw out the "I'm going to just cruise the Run to the Sun" out the window and kept running up the hill like there's was no tomorrow. As I was working my way up, I noticed something going on within my head but I just could not pinpoint the exact feeling. I started feeling a little woozy but kept my steady pace nontheless. As Frayed Laces kept driving by, she would always ask how I was doing I would always say that I am doing fine but she had noticed my behavior changing. It wasn't until around the I think the mile 32 aid station that she had me start walking. Actually I had forgotten to fill up my water bottle so she had me go back to the aid station and fill it up. She kept insistiing that I should start walking and I initially would have nothing of that. As I left the aid station, my head was REALLY SPINNING BIG TIME!!! I think I started to run/jog but after a bit of that, I told myself "Maybe I'd better listen to her!!!" So I started to walk. The last 4 miles was a real struggle. It was more mental than physical. My body felt fine. My head though was definitely in the "Clouds"!!! I remember joking with some of the aid station volunteers because when I would stop to resupply, I was staggering. I could not stand still and I would tell the volunteers to stop moving around.
When I crossed the finish line, I was told to sit down. I was covered with a blanket and the first thing I told them was that I wanted to stay so that I can see everyone finish. Someone said if I feel better but I was told I needed to get back down to sea level ASAP otherwise. Sure enough, I was not feeling better so I was brought back down. It took a couple of hours once back at the hotel, but next thing I knew, I was back to normal. I guess that meant I had no excuse to not run the Hilo marathon the following day...
Aloha,
Shaka
March Madness Summary:
On Saturday we were among a full field of runners who did the Run to the Sun on Maui. This 36.2 run from sea level to the 10,023 feet summit of Haleakala was the first ultra for some in our group. Stiff achy muscles and a few blistered feet but everyone accomplished this first leg of our weekend journey. Descending the mountain, we barely made our connecting flight to Hilo. A couple of us didn't even have time to shower.
On Sunday we finished the Hilo Marathon. Everyone was so happy the course was only 26 miles and relatively flat compared to the previous day.Everyone had a tremendously successful weekend filled with many memories. Most notable will be "Shaka"s delirious antics and subsequent headache as he suffered from hypoxia at the summit of Haleakala.
-maniacles

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