A story of the struggle for recognition among women in sport.
Last Saturday was a big deal for me. I won the Canyons 100k. I finished top ten overall (8th to be exact) in a stout men’s field, close to an hour after the male winner, Bob Shebest. What I’m even more proud of is my time. I completed all 63 miles of that course in 11:32:16, just under Magdalena Boulet’s 2015 time. *The only faster time is Magdalena’s course record set on a rainy day in 2016; the kind of day where untouchable course records are set, a comfortable 55 degrees and misting.*
Photo by Molly Nugget
On April 29th I didn’t have such good fortune. I fought for that 11:32 tooth and nail in a blistering 85 degrees at Foresthill (and God only knows what it was towards Rucky Chucky). I smiled, I laughed, and I cheered on my fellow runners. But it wasn’t all highs. During the race I let out an involuntary scream of frustration at mile 45, having been without water for over…
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