Gödöllő Trail Half Marathon Review: Part I of II
Were I a better writer, I could perhaps find the words to describe the insanity that was the trail half marathon through the Hungarian forest that I ran this afternoon. Because I am not, perhaps the familiar image of cresting a slow and grueling uphill on a roller coaster only to look ahead and see nothing, nada, before it begins a stomach turning decent will help to paint the picture of the course that I ignorantly submitted myself to today. And that uphill/downhill experience happened over, and over, and over, and over again (yeah, it felt like that).
Well, I’m proud to have finished the race, even thought it was at a snail’s pace. At least I don’t have any broken bones or big blisters. My Vibram KSOTreks were champs and got me through mud puddles, deep sand, and tall grasses with no slipping around or tripping. I’m too tired right now to do a full review, but I will tomorrow once I’ve recovered a bit.
Until then, it’s off to town to see the day’s festivities. Apparently it is some holiday today that they call Freedom Day, so we’ll go until we crash :)
