Sunday, November 14, 2010

2010 MMTR Race Report

By Steve Hinzman

Mountain Masochist Trail Run

50+ miles (How far is it really?)


Well after a week of reflection and recovery it’s time to try and tell the story of my first “50 miler”.

First the fun stuff, the thank yous and shout outs.

First and foremost hugs and a huge THANKS go to my lovely wife of 27+ years Gwen. Not only does she put up with me and all the nonsense I’m engaged in, she cheerfully makes life very easy for me. I’m totally spoiled and I know it. She met me at almost all of the aid stations where crew were allowed even though we only planned on hooking up at 3 aid stations and just seeing her standing there waiting patiently added a boost to my mental state every time! I’m sure she almost froze her behind off for me. You rock Buddy!

Shout out to Clark Zealand, Race Director. You put on a whale of an event. Thank you for all of your effort, and for being there at the end. OUTSTANDING

Thank you Dr. Horton for starting all this all those many years ago. It’s become a world class event.

Thank you to every volunteer involved in this event. I don’t know many of your names but your smiling faces and encouraging words were truly invaluable. If I dripped sweat (or worse) on you or forgot to tell you thanks or made any other blunders I apologize and you can feel free to chalk it up to a lack of oxygen in my brain at the time.

Now the race.

Gear; I wore compression shorts under my Patagonia Promise Land finishers shorts, a compression top under a NB light weight long sleeve shirt and fleece vest and toward the end I added a light weight wind breaker and fleece beanie. I wore thin gloves all day. Merino wool blend socks and Asics Gel Kahanas over a liberal application of Bag Balm to my feet. Knee brace on left knee and a strap just under my right kneecap. I did not wear a hydration belt or pack, my thinking being that the aid stations were close enough together that a Nathan Handheld would do the trick. I wore polarized sunglasses for probably 50% of the race. I had no, zip, zero, nada equipment problems all day. No blisters, no hot spots, no bleeding toenails nothing.

I tried to pay close attention to hydration, nutrition and electrolyte management. I took 2 s-caps at the start of the first climb and then one per hour until the loop when I increased it to 1 every 30 to 40 minutes. I emptied my water bottle on almost every stretch between aid stations and tried to eat a good mix of goodies.

Let me say that I never had any other goal in mind other than just finishing this race under the cutoff. Underwhelming I know but I was totally focused on getting that green raincoat for completing the Lynchburg Ultra Series. Stupid coat, Gwen took one look at it and said “Next time you want a raincoat just tell me, I’ll buy you one”. I’ll tell you this though; I’ll treasure that coat and it will keep me dry and warm and remind may of many hours spent training and “racing”.

Overall my training had been going fairly well in the weeks leading up to the race. No major issues had cropped up and I felt pretty good. The last week was the worst. I was anxious, nervous and worried. I couldn’t help second guessing everything that I had done and had a very difficult time just letting that go. My plan for race day was to get to 20 miles in under 4 hours and have 8 hours to finish the last “30”. During the pre-race briefing I heard several folks talking about the true total distance and I was a little (a lot) horrified to hear that the consensus seemed to be 54 miles. That extra four miles may not seem like all that much but mentally I sort of freaked out.

I waited too long and when I tried to book a room at the Kirkley they were full. So I started looking and I came across this “charming” place called the Peaks of Otter Lodge. On the Blue Ridge Parkway and only 22 miles from the start. Perfect! After the pre-race meal and briefing (water bottles and socks zooming around) we left Lynchburg and headed for Bedford. We arrived at the lodge at 10:30 PM and got checked in. We went to our room to find no TV (no big deal), no alarm clock, and no phone. So we were left depending upon the alarm on my digital watch to get us up at 4:30. I woke up and checked my watch at least a dozen times during the night the last time being at 3:45. A while later I awoke and thought I’d better check the time and couldn’t find my watch. I had laid it on the night stand but it wasn’t there! I felt around on the floor, under the edge of the bed and finally turned the light on and found it under my pillow! How it got there I’ll never know but when I looked at it, it said 4:57. Ack! Get up, get up we’re late Ack! Holy cow there was a lot to do and not much time to do it. Long story short, I made the check in with a few minutes to spare but we did break the speed limit on the Parkway a couple of times.

The first few miles on the pavement went by quickly and suddenly we were climbing. I had given my fleece vest to Gwen when we passed back by the start at 3 miles and by the time we reached the top of the first climb I was chilled. When I got to Aid Station 3 I saw her standing there wearing every item of clothing we had brought, including my vest. I hated to ask for it back but she cheerfully gave it up and I gratefully slipped it on. Got some food, filled my water bottle and took off down the hill only to hear her shouting for me to stop. I stopped and she came flying down the hill to retrieve the car keys from the vest pocket! Huge disaster avoided.

The race from there to Long Mountain just kind of unfolded and I hit the 20 mile mark by my Garmin at 3:54 so the first part of my “plan” was achieved. Long Mountain Wayside was a welcome sight and I briefly thought how nice it would be to just get in the car, turn on the heated seats and enjoy the ride back to South Hill. But Gwen snapped me out of that reverie by telling me that I was only 25 minutes under the cutoff time and if I didn’t get moving I was in trouble.

Buck Mountain, oh Buck Mountain what can I say. I knew I had to push and I couldn’t take it easy even though I really wanted to. It just seemed to go on forever. When I first heard the faint strains of the Rocky theme I knew there was still a long way to go to the top. The music faded in and out for the next 27 miles or so and then I saw the first sign. I don’t remember all of them but two stand out. “Let us run with perseverance this race that is set before us” and “The Mountains will bring peace to the People”. I don’t mind telling you that the combination of the effort, the music and the inspirational signs got to me a little.

From there to the Loop In Aid station was fun, really fun. Some snow and some really runnable trails with beautiful views. I enjoyed this portion of the race the most. It was short lived however because suddenly I was ringing the bell headed into the “LOOP”. The dreaded Loop. I had no idea what to expect but from reading past race reports I knew it wasn’t going to be a walk in the park. Well for the first mile or so I wondered what all the fuss was about and then it turned ugly. The Loop would be awesome if it wasn’t 35 miles into the race but I was beat. Sore back, sore legs, tummy issues, some mild cramping and on one of the climbs in the loop I hit the low point of the race. I was really feeling sorry for myself and thinking that there’s no way, absolutely no way I was going to make the time cutoff at the Loop Out Aid Station. Flashback to the pre-race dinner. We were setting at a table with Bill (21 finishes) and Luann (4 finishes) and they had both imparted many words of wisdom. They also told us that they would be out walking the course but they were not racing this year. Now back to the loop, as I topped out at what turned out to be the last real climb in the loop I saw an Angel headed my way. It was Luann and she told me how big and strong I looked and how I had this race in the bag and then she said the magic words “Would you like a ginger snap. They’re homemade” Another swing from low to high emotion and once again I just wanted to cry. Thank you Luann for your encouraging words and the tastiest cookie I’ve eaten in a long time if not ever. I exited the loop to find surprisingly I had actually gained time on the cutoff. I was now almost 30 minutes ahead and felt pretty good even though I had no idea how much farther we really had to go. Was it 10 or was it 14 miles. Who knows, just keep moving.

At Aid Station 11 I was back to only 25 minutes under and was once again worrying about the time limit. Could I hold it together long enough to get to the finish? Then as if I wasn’t worrying enough I remembered Clark telling us late finishers that it would be a good idea to pick a light up for the last section or two because of the approaching darkness. I hadn’t done that and spent a lot time pondering whether or not that would bite me. Oh well nothing to do about it now. As I left aid station 11 I asked how far to the next station and the answer was “4 hard miles”. They are hard and I think there’s more than four of them, I’m just saying. That climb right out of the aid station was tough and I was slow, really slow. I was either hallucinating or I was so slow that the USC Spartan Marching Band marched past me playing Fleetwood Mac’s “Tusk”. I mean I was really slow at this point. I kept moving forward though and finally 19 or 20 hours later I saw Mike Z. and his wonderful girls grinning at me and offering goodies. I was totally shocked to learn that I was still 25 minutes under and I actually thought about asking Mike if they had enjoyed seeing the marching band go by but wisely decided against it. I didn’t want anybody to know I was hallucinating if that’s really what was going on. The really good news I got here was “it’s only 3 miles and you’ve got an hour and 10 minutes.”

The next section went by in a total blur. I remember mostly flat to downhill runnable trails and jeep roads then we started to encounter signs of civilization. The one mile to go marker finally came into view and I thought that the least I could do was run the whole last mile. It wasn’t long before I caught up with David Moore who I had been swapping places with on and off all day and then we caught up to Debra Rojewski who I had also seen many times and we all cruised in together finishing in 11:36. I remember speaking to a few folks, Jaime, Joe, Clark (of course still grinning after what had to have been a 20+ hour day) and some others but mostly I just remember the heated seat and the relaxing ride back to the hotel.

The awards ceremony and dinner was very enjoyable. The food was good and the company great. I got my “stupid” raincoat that I may actually end up being buried in one day hopefully many, many years from now. I would have like to stayed for the entire ceremony but I was plumb tuckered, as was Gwen, and since we were driving home that night we decided to slip out a little early.

I’ll do a few things differently next year;

  1. Get room at the Kirkley! That’s a nice hotel! (I’m sure that the Peaks of Otter Lodge is beautiful and relaxing but we were only there 7 hours and it was dark the whole time so I couldn’t say for sure.
  2. Run more, think less
  3. Train harder and work on core conditioning. My lower back gave me plenty of trouble on the climbs.
  4. Try to run more on the easier climbs in the first half of the race. I gave up some time there.
  5. Stay Saturday night. The drive home was only a little over 2 hours but it felt like 10.
  6. Recruit someone to help Gwen. She did a great job alone but I’m sure she would have enjoyed some company and a navigator.
  7. Stop worrying! It’s supposed to be fun!

Well, now on to Hellgate. I promise I won’t get frantic and worry. Yeah right.

Keep running,


2010 Mtn Masochist Race Report

Bt Cory McArtor

I went into the race feeling exited and extremely well prepared.  I had run the Grindstone 100 five weeks before and during the month before MMTR I had set a new personal best in the 5k so I felt confident that my legs were well recovered and ready to go.  On Friday I got out of class early and drove down to Lynchburg for the pre-race dinner.  The festivities surrounding the race made it completely different than any race I'd been to before.  It felt a lot like a large family reunion for ultrarunners.  Everyone went around saying hi to old friends, meeting new ones and generally having a great time.  After dinner I went upstairs and got a good night's sleep.

The next morning I got up nice and early, took the bus to the start and waited.  I was excited because the Mountain Masochist was a race I had always wanted to run.  I had heard about it a few years back and thought that it was crazy, and here I was, finally running it as my sixth ultramarathon, well  on my way to finishing the Beast Series.  When the race started I took off a bit too fast.  I was excited, and the first 5 or six miles were on the road, so it was really easy to run faster than I should have.  When I hit the trail I eased up a bit.  I was planning on just going for a finish instead of a specific time so I didn't want to wear myself out too early.  In the early miles I leapfrogged a lot with Jon Basham and Andrew Thompson.  Jon Basham had run one of the aid stations at Grindstone and so I thanked him for the excellent breakfast burrito he had made me the second time I came through his aid station.  My legs felt great during this section so I kept on plugging along.

Shortly after the second aid station I met Jamie Darling, a student at Liberty who was running her first 50.  We started talking and ran together most of the way to the third aid station.  During this section my legs were starting to get tired, which was not a good sign so early in the race.  It was the first time I had run any more than three miles since Grindstone, so I figured that maybe they weren't completely recovered yet.  I didn't really worry too much about it though, because I had run on tired legs before so I didn't think it would be a big issue.

Around the third or fourth aid station things started to go downhill.  I started to get pains in my knees every once in a while.  I've never had issues with them before, but the pain wasn't bad and it didn't happen very often so I decided I'd keep going for a while and see if it got any better.  By about 23 the pain was getting worse and much more frequent.  By the time I got to Long Mountain Wayside, about the halfway point, I was hurting enough that I had made up my mind that I needed to drop out.

I was really disappointed to have to drop out.  I had run all four of the previous races in the Beast Series, so dropping out of Mountain Masochist eliminated me from the series.  For the past several months I had been obsessed with running.  Of the little free time I have at school, most of it had been spent either running or thinking about running.  It had gotten to the point that running kind of defined who I was, so failing at it stung a lot.  But then I realized how absurd it was.  It wasn't absurd to be disappointed.  Disappointment is normal when you fail to reach a goal.  What was absurd was how much I had let running define my life for the past several months.  As a Christian, my relationship with Jesus Christ is always supposed to be my highest priority.  My life should be about living for Christ, and then anything else can fill in whatever space is left.  For the past several months I had been giving running a higher priority.  Is this to say that running is bad?  Not at all.  Running is a very good thing that has helped me stay in shape and make lots of good friends.  But you should never let the good get in the way of the best, and the best thing is knowing Jesus Christ and growing in your relationship with Him.

So what did I learn from all of this?  I need a break.  Physically, I need a break because 5 ultramarathons in my first year of ultrarunning, along with a few ultradistance training runs have finally taken their toll, and in interest of being able to run when I'm as old as Gary Knipling or Dr. Horton, I need to rest and let everything recover.  Spiritually, I need a break from from distance running until I get my priorities straight again.  I'll be back as soon as Jesus defines who I am again and running is just a hobby, rather than the other way around.

Thanks for putting on a great race.  I hope to come back sometime.

Cory McArtor

Thursday, November 11, 2010


NOV. 6, 2010

By Sheryl Mawn

My first 50 mile race.

I think (I KNOW) I signed up because of the race name. Who names a race Mountain masochist??? David Horton, of course. I started to learn all about this guy named Horton when I moved to lynchburg 8 years ago. I was an on and off road runner but after one knee surgery and "issues" with both knees decided to find something else.

I started running Candler's Mountain (Horton's trails). The soft ground and gentle downhills were awesome. No problems with my knees Then lucky for me I found some strong and inspiring friends who loved to run the Appalachian Trail! Yea!!! They first asked me if I wanted to run Terrapin Race. I kept saying no (worried that I might overdo it and then hurt one of my knees again). But then a good friend named Tracey wanted me to do the race with her so I signed up for the Terrapin 1/2 marathon and trained. It was a blast!! I made it out without any injuries. Much more fun than I ever expected. Clark Zealand and David Horton put on races that make you feel very welcomed with a relaxed friendly atmosphere. From there I had to have more. I signed up for Promise Land 50K. It was even better! So I had to sign up for MMTR!!!!!! Each race I completed I wanted to sign up for the next one. Until I finished MMTR. Hellgate 100??? Are you kidding me???

Race Day:

It was supposed to be very cold during the race with 60% chance of rain. Two days before the race that chance of rain was changed to chance of snow. My training partner Robyn and I both dressed way too warm for the weather that we ended up having. I had tights with shorts over them and a wick away shirt( next to skin ), technical thin shirt , under armour shirt and an extremely thin wind jacket (water resistant), smart wool hat with a thin cap over that for protection from the possible rain and gloves. I gave up the jacket, hat and under armour shirt within the first 5 miles!!!!! Wished that I wasn't wearing the tights each mile until Buck Mountain (mile 27ish).

The race starts off on the Blue Ridge Parkway for 3 or 4 miles and then you exit onto Highway 501 North until you cross the James River Bridge. My friend Robyn (the one I had trained with entirely for this race) and I were amused at the sign posted by a church we past. It said "This day is a gift to you from God......Are you using it wisely??" We both smiled but quietly thought to ourselves for a minute. I felt a bit guilty that I was using my day to see if I could run 50 MILES!! A day that I could be spending other ways with my family! Hmmm. I am sure my friend had similar thoughts as she is planning to be married in three weeks!!

After you cross the bridge and make a left you pass the first AS and then head up the trails . This is a nice area but you may be surprised to walk just a little of it. After some nice winding turns you get a little downhill in before the next AS. As we were moving along my friend felt that something just wasn't "right" with her. She wasn't feeling well. I chose to not talk about how she felt but focus on how she was going to finish this race strong and BEAT her time from last year. We moved on. We joked a little and made small talk. We came up on a great downhill and I ran fast wanting to make up some lost time. I passed a good 3 or 4 runners then looked back for my friend as I finished the hill then down I tumble. My friend was right there. No need to look for her. She smiled. "Well you did great rolling into that fall." And I think I did because I didn't hurt at all. Whew. I am pretty sure the runners that I passed got a little chuckle out of that fall.

On we go until we cross Dancing Creek into AS 3. We were both looking forward to this as this was where both of us would have "crew" waiting for us. My husband and son were there. My son was so excited to see me he was jumping up and down and had THE BIGGEST SMILE ON HIS FACE. He felt so proud to be ready to hand to me my fresh gatorade bottles and take my old ones. My husband asked if I needed anything and I grabbed a few banana halves and off I went. I turned back to encourage my friend to hurry and come on. Then we went on and I think this was where we went through a tunnel which had a fair amount of water. So if you managed to stay dry at Dancing Creek you were sure to get wet here. It didn't bother me. I learned from the earlier races from my experienced trail running friends not to worry about creeks and water and just run right through them and that is just what I did. You can waste time otherwise. My feet were dry in no time and it never bothered me.

Coming in to AS 4 I did not have a crew. Because I took longer than expected to get to AS 3, my husband had to return home to take my son who was to travel with another family for a hockey tournament taking place in Richmond. They both had hoped to see me at AS 3 and AS 4 then leave to drop him off. Bummer. I was definitely behind the time I had planned and slower than what I had even done in the training run. I waited for my friend who was getting help from her crew. I encouraged her to hurry because we needed to pick up pace. I knew something was wrong. My friend had completed NINE ULTRAS! Including a previous MMTR. Hmmmmm. Off we went. This part is a short uphill then nice long downhill. Great. Pick up speed. Ok, now we are moving. My friend expressed to me that she wasn't sure this day was going to pan out for her. She was not feeling well and with all of her race experience knew that this feeling meant trouble. My stomach started feeling funny. Was this all in my head. Did I need a quick bathroom break? Hmmmm. I kept running. Then I finally decided to take a quick bathroom stop. I had told myself NEVER to put this off as it will only impede your ability to run fast. Perfect spot away from where anyone could see me. Then I saw someone look back at me. Ooops, sorry if I yelled for you NOT to look. I am sure he didn't do it intentionally. OK. I feel better. Wow! I can not see my running partner. Good. She is booking it! Yea! I can catch up. She stopped as we approached Forest Service Road 39 where her crew was waiting. I grabbed some fruit from the AS and said to her to come on that I was going to go ahead. We were coming up on a long road portion and I knew that was going to be hard for me. She is an excellent road runner and I felt confident that she could catch up. As I headed out I turned to look at her and I could just tell this was it. I wasn't sure she was going to continue. I knew how much she trained and worked for this race. My heart sank. I wanted to go back but I knew that I could not do anything for her. I knew she would want me to keep going. I knew that she would want me to realize my goal. I hoped I would see her in just a short while. I picked up pace. I had to. I was now pushing it to make the cut off at Hwy 60. I passed so many runners. I tried to encourage them to come on and run with me. We had to pick it up to make cut off. I didn't see anyone come with me. Most just look tired. One said to me "if you have it in you". WHAT???? If I have it in me?? Are you kidding. I didn't train for this run for over 4 months to not even make the half. I really took off. Woo Hoo! I made it to Hwy 60 with maybe 10 minutes to spare. I had expected to be here at noon with 30 minutes buffer. Happy to make it but what a let down. But good news. There were so many people at Long Mountain Wayside/Hwy 60! It was nice to see so many families and friends out there to meet their runners! I saw Wendy, a familiar face and she said "great job" and encouraged me on and then I saw my husband! Yea! This is where I hoped he would remember what I had told him before race day. Do not be upset with me or take anything I say personally. I looked rough. He asked what he could get for me. I said (in a stern voice) get my jacket and that I was going to grab a banana and keep going. I had to make up time. He must have not only remembered what I said but he also had a banana waiting for me because I didn't even see the AS table and I did not grab any thing.

He fast hiked with me for a few minutes up Buck Mountain and let me talk about how bad I felt about my friend. Then pumped me up with great words of encouragement and said I will see YOU on the other side of Buck Mountain at the LOOP! Off I went. Buck Mountain really wasn't that bad and if I only had a better buffer I think I would have enjoyed it. After all, this was where Robyn and I had previously seen a black bear when we were out training!!!!!! Wait! I know that person!! Here comes my friend Blanks running towards me with POUNDS of camera equipment! He is an extremely fast runner who is not in the race but out pacing others and always takes photos! I can't imagine what he thought of how I looked. He boosted my spirits, gave me motivating words of encouragement and even took a picture of me. I smiled. Can't imagine how that pic will turn out! He had already run that mountain 3 times in the last hour and a half with friends (and I am talking the fast running friends)!! I forged on. Now I was about to get the biggest boost yet.........someone was running toward me calling my name! I had asked my dear friend Jen to pace me for 6 or 7 miles and to meet me at the road leading up to the Loop. When I never showed at the time I had given her she took off looking for me! I was so happy to see her. She gave me cold water, life saver candy and even brought me an apple. But most off, she brought me a brand NEW ATTITUDE! She ran with me, beside me, behind me and in front of me when going into the steep part of the Loop. After the Loop levels out (and YES it will eventually) We chatted. We had agreed ahead of time that I would run fast down the loop and head on without her. She had to take the downhill with caution due to an upcoming 1/2 marathon the following weekend. She gave me her ipod in case my battery died. Gave me the apple she brought . I told her I LOVE HER!!! And off I went! OK. This is it. Somewhere I read that most people never run far enough to find their second wind. I found my second wind!!!! I was flying!! I came out of the Loop and grabbed fruit and potatoes at the AS. Said thanks and off I went. My husband caught up to me. Asked me if I needed anything. I kept going. This second wind felt GREAT. 30 minutes later. That's it. That's the second wind. Really. Hmmm. Ok. Run a little. Speed walk a little. Next AS (11, I think) came quickly. There is my husband. He cruised with me 10 minutes or so. I said don't ask me HOW I FEEL! Just tell me some jokes. He always has jokes. That was it. I would not see him again until the finish. I had finally built up at least a 30 minute buffer so I wasn't exactly panicked. Still, we always have the "times" fixed in our head that we "want" to make. This, I am sure is funny to the better runners!!!!

I kept moving forward happy now that I was wearing my tights for sure as it was COLD! The light snow on the mountain was beautiful! I worked on eating a few cliff blocs and a few sips of gatorade. I had tried hard the whole race to remember to eat every 15 minutes or so and always took sips of water or gatorade. I even started out taking S caps every hour until around hour 6. My hands started to swell just a little so I backed off of the S caps. I passed AS 12 with just a quick hello and pick up of something I do not even remember. I then decided that I could not have more than 7 miles to go so I was going to put it in the highest gear I could (ha!). Then I turned and saw the steepest mountain to climb. Ok. Just climb as fast as possible. I reminded myself that I am great on the uphills. I had to repeat that a few times. Not sure I ever convinced myself. After I crested that mountain I started running even on the steep inclines. I then started passing others!!! Several others. This felt good and gave me energy to see how many I could pass. A part of me felt a little guilty. These were really nice people. I didn't want to deflate their spirits but I was feeling good.

I passed the last AS. I could not BELIEVE it!!!! I knew that there were only 4 miles left and I was almost there!!! I grabbed a potato said thanks and off I went. I wanted to see how fast I could run these last 4 miles. I actually had energy and something left in my legs!!! Could it be that running the first half slower than I had planned actually helped me have this ability to still run after 46 plus miles!!!! My friend Robyn had told me that it would. I now believe her. The one mile sign could not have come soon enough. It took forever!! It was cold!!!! The downhill was long and ROCKY. I just glided over them! I know for sure I had some help. 1 mile sign! The LONGEST mile ever! I ran as fast as possible! Passing two others walking. I hoped they were not mad at me for passing! I wanted to get across that FINISH LINE!! Whew!! I round the corner and I see Clark and his HUGE smile! I see Horton and his HUGE smile! I think they shook my hand. I don't remember! My husband was right there and I gave him the BIGGEST HUG!!!!!!! I made it 50 plus miles in the mountains. Elevation gain 9,000 some feet. Elevation loss 7,000 some feet.

After thanking my husband I went back for a picture with Clark Zealand, David Horton and Dr. Wortely. They are as happy for you as if you came across that FINISH LINE first. Amazing. They have a gift.

AS for that church sign I read earlier on in the race, was I using the gift of this day from God wisely? The wonderful conversations on the phone with my two college age daughters post race (who were just amazed at THEIR mother and proceeded to tell ALL of their friends within earshot of my accomplishment), the look of absolute admiration from husband's eyes and most of all the unbelievable pure excitement my eleven year old son showed for me upon seeing me post race answered that question.

Thank you Clark for allowing us runners an experience I am sure we will never forget. Memories to talk about for many years. Thank you David for creating such a race and keeping it going! Thank you Dr. Wortely for supporting the race all these years! And a HUGE THANK YOU to your many volunteers!!!!



Tuesday, November 9, 2010


by Mr. Brew Davis

Has anyone ever asked you to do something that was really tough, and you thought there was no way you could possibly do it? Well, about six weeks ago, my wife Jen- who’s a hiker, writer*, and speaker- got invited to give a talk at a race in Lynchburg, Virginia, called the Mountain Masochist** Trail Run, and she asked me to come and run the race with her.

The problem was that the race was 50 miles long and had 9,200 feet of elevation gain (about 1.75 miles up) and 7,200 feet of elevation loss (about 1.4 miles back down). I had run a couple of road marathons (26.2 miles) before, and even a 30-mile trail marathon called the Stump Jump in Chattanooga, Tennessee, but I’d never run more than that. So to finish this race, I would have to run an extra 20 miles, which seemed crazy.

My wife told me that if I trained properly, ate healthy, and got enough rest, I would be fine. But I wasn’t convinced. In fact, I was kind of concerned. I was worried that I’d get injured or just wimp out and not be able to finish. The week before the race, all I could think about was running it. I was nervous, but I knew that I had to do it to find out what I was made of.

There were lots of challenges on the day of the race, which was Saturday, November 6th. We had to wake up at 4:15am to get to the starting line on time, and we had to run the first 6 miles in the dark. There was still snow on the ground at the higher elevations, and the course was actually closer to 52 miles than 50 because, well, the race director is a masochist. But I had prepared well, and I paced myself, and my wife and my parents and other people told me they thought I could do it. And after 10 hours and 15 minutes, I crossed the finish line. And you know what? It was AWESOME! It was one of the best feelings in my life. I was exhausted and sore and hungry and thirsty, but I had accomplished something that I thought was way out of reach just two months ago.

I’m not writing to brag (although if you want to give me a pat on the back, I’ll definitely take it); I’m writing because I think this was one of those “teachable moments” in life, and I thought it was worth sharing with you. There’s a science fiction writer named Arthur C. Clarke, and he said, “The only way of finding the limits of the possible is by going beyond them into the impossible.” For me, the “impossible” was running this race. What is it for you? It doesn’t matter how far-fetched something seems at the time- winning an art contest, getting the lead role in a school play, earning a college football scholarship, or making A-B Honor Roll. You’ve got to work really hard and you’ve got to push yourself if you’re going to get it. Until you break through those fake limits, you’ll never know what you can really do. So go out and do it!

*Her hiking memoir Becoming Odyssa was released on November 15th. You can buy it at her website (, at local bookstores, or online at places like ‘Tis the season for buying presents. J

**Webster’s Dictionary says a “masochist” is someone who has “a taste for suffering.”

2010 MMTR Race Reports

Dave MacLuskie:

Drew Krueger:

Robijn Hage:

Dani Seiss:

2010 MMTR 50 miler- my first 50

By Jamie Darling

The Mountain Masochist Trail Race 50 miler had been on my agenda since the spring. I anticipated it, planned for it and couldn’t wait to return to Liberty to train in the mountains with the other fantastic college students who were entered. I had my mileage chart perfectly planned and organized from August until the event on November 6th. Of course, even our best-laid plans may not be God’s plan. I felt a twinge in my knee late August and while crewing some friends at Cheat Mountain 50 miler I was in so much pain I could hardly walk. I went to a doctor to confirm what my research told me. I was suffering Iliotibial band syndrome (also known as ITB). The treatment is rest, icing and stretching and even though I did that I was out of running for 7 weeks. My roommates and family prayed for me and I did the necessary treatments but nothing seemed to help. I tried to run in that time but after ½ a mile I would get a stabbing pain. I gave up on running MMTR. I took up biking and swimming in that time to stay in shape. I even went with Dr. Horton to the first MMTR training run and biked it!

My first run back was October 11th when to my surprised, my knee suddenly stopped hurting. I did the 2nd half training run and decided to go for it. I knew that 3 weeks of running with only two 20+-mile runs was going to make for a painful 50 miler. But I had already paid… and I knew if the ITB flared up or if I experienced too much pain I could always drop out. I got my crew together and was excited to try.

My alarm was set for 4:00 am but I woke up at 3:30 am. The first thing I did was check on the weather. Predicted all week: snow and rain with a high of 37. I was scared! Luckily the chance of precipitation went down to 30% so I was hopeful. My crew arrived and we were off! After praying with my crew, nervously talking to the many other Liberty runners and getting my Dr. Horton hug we lined at the start. I didn’t know what to expect, so I tried not to think of 50 miles as a whole. I don’t even like driving that far. We were off before I knew it.

The first section was roads. I felt like every runner in this section passed me. I was slow and bored. I stayed with a Jeff and Jaime for a while. We joked and were generally obnoxious. We were picking on Jeff’s lack of training and he yelled “What! This isn’t a 5k??” After they left me I chatted with a few other runners and monitored my knee. So far so good. The trails led to some climbing and lovely rolling hills. I really enjoyed this section. I talked with a lot of interesting runners and was amazed at the accomplishments of many of them. I loved my pretzel M&M’s in this section! I realized at mile 9 I had forgotten to take off my ring that I always wear. My hands were already swollen so it was a struggle but I got it off. I reached aid station 3 quickly (in my mind… I still wasn’t running fast!) and saw my amazing crew. They had all my stuff handy and I passed off my light and took a banana. My friend Bethany ran with me in the next section. We spent much of the next section discussing the Liberty students in the race and how they were doing. My knee became aggravated and I took 2 more ibprophen. (I took 2 at the start). I got a sharp pain around mile 13. I was so afraid. When that sharp pain hits, it never goes away. It has only gotten progressively worse in the past until I can no longer walk. Bethany and I started walking and praying. After about 15 minutes of walking a very flat and fast section I attempted to run again. I was surprised I felt no real pain. It felt aggravated but no sharp, stabbing pain. So we kept talking, running and having a good time. My energy levels were high and I felt good. My spirits dropped when reaching the next aid station I realized I was only 30 minutes under the cut off time. I thought that didn’t give me much wiggle room to slow down in the last 30+ miles. There was a long climb and we power walked the entire thing. We really pushed it and passed a lot of runners who were run and walking the hill. A few runners called out “Wow! You have a great walking pace!” A few miles later and we hit the real hill. I hit a mental low. I looked at the time wrong and thought I was only 3 minutes under the cut off but finally Bethany and I realized we were actually 33 minutes under. I was still not very positive and questioning my ability to finish. I told Bethany I was struggling with negative thoughts as we started up the hill. My energy was not too bad and I was going very well with eating and drinking but I didn’t think I could finish this race under the time limit. My hamstrings were also really hurting, as I used my quads a lot on the bike in training but not my hamstrings. Also my feet were hurting and I felt like I might have a blister. Bethany told me to think of 3 positive thoughts for every negative.

“Ok, One- This hill is easier to walk than it is to bike.” I said.

Bethany responded quickly “Two- the weather is absolutely perfect.”

“Three- the color in the mountains is beautiful.”

“Four- You are walking at a great pace and feeling good.” We didn’t stop when we got to number 20. We decided to get to 50 positive thoughts, one for every mile. Each one made me walk a little faster and feel more energized. Each one I said was a little louder than the last. By the end they were mostly quotes. “You can do more than you think you can” “pain is inevitable, suffering is optional” and “It never always gets worse” were some favorites. Along with the classic “You want to lay down and quit… but you can’t! You wouldn’t die, you’d suffer more.” By the end we were almost yelling and bounding up the hill easily. I felt great and positive. I had the perfect pacer for this section.

I arrived at Long Mountain Wayside 30 minutes ahead of the cut-off. My goal was less than 5 minutes at the aid station. I was in and out in 3. I switched packs, grabbed hot chicken noodle soup and saltine crackers from my crew and started up the hill with my friend Lynn. I was warm and didn’t grab a jacket but I did keep my gloves. I shoved about 10 saltines in my mouth at once and drank the soup quickly up the long climb. I was hurting but energized from seeing my crew and the halfway point. I saw Griffin who was trying to finish his first Beast series. He was tired from Grindstone but seemed to be doing well. He left us after a while and Lynn tried to push me. I knew I was going slow and had to make up time. She was encouraging but kept saying “alright this isn’t as steep here, try to really power walk this.” All I could think was “am I not power walking now?” I guess I felt like I was going faster than I was. We could hear Rocky music faintly in the distance. I knew the famous aid station was ahead. Lynn and I started singing (if you could call it that) worship songs. During this section I was struck with the awe of how amazing God is. It is hard to describe but the sensation of the presence of him with me in my journey, the awe over what he allowed my body to accomplish, the gift of my friends who gave up their Saturday to come and help me and the awareness that I couldn’t possibly do this on my own overwhelmed me. Then seeing the verses as I came up to the top was the confirmation that the Lord was there. He was in this. Thankfulness struck me and I felt like I was going to burst. Lynn and I talked about this for a while and I felt this peace and calm come over me. My body felt good, my energy was great but I wasn’t even thinking about it during this section. I just ran down the following hills.

We reached the loop and I was coming off the amazing high I had been on coming up to Buck Mountain. I knew I needed more food. Or more caffeine or more… something? Lynn grabbed me a 5-hour energy shot, some saltine crackers and a few Oreos. And less than a minute later we were in the loop. I realized I was an hour ahead of the cut-off time and was feeling positive. The caffeine hit and I decided to take advantage of it. I told Lynn I needed some Taylor Swift and Kesha to get me going so I put in the I-pod for a little to get running. I was singing and having a good time and generally acting ridiculous. I wish I had a video so I could see and hear myself in this section. We picked up the pace and caught some runners. My high lasted about 30 minutes and then I started hurting again. I took off my I-pod and Lynn pushed me and we made it out of the loop in 70 minutes. Running with Lynn helped me make up some serious time!

I switched packs with my crew again, grabbed “1,000” saltine crackers (because sweet tasted bad) and Marisa came to run the final section with me. I did pick the perfect pacers! Bethany was the motivator, Lynn was the pusher, and Marisa was the encourager! She was so sweet, telling me she was so proud of me and that I was amazing. She kept my spirits up and even though I was tired I could keep pushing because of her. I didn’t talk as much in the last 13 miles, mostly because I was hurting. I knew the worst was over though and we jogged most of the downhill section. The last climb up single-track trail was tough, but not as hard as I expected and once it was done I knew I had completed basically all the elevation gain. About 5 miles to go and pain hit hard. My whole body started aching. Even walking hurt. My hamstrings, hips, groin, quads, knees, ITB, shins, calves, ankles, feet, shoulders, and lower back hurt so badly. My friend Jeff called my name and I was thrilled he was still in because I heard he dropped out. We decided to finish together. We tried to jog but his ankle was killing him and I just hurt all over. I have never experienced this kind of muscle pain before. Right before the road the steep decent hurt so bad I was almost in tears. Marissa stayed right beside me encouraging me and reminding me to eat and drink the whole way. We continued to walk the road until I could see the finish. Marisa left my side and Jeff and I proudly jogged to the finish line. We crossed together at 11 hours and 23 minutes, 37 minutes ahead of the time limit. We got our Horton hug and I hugged my boyfriend and the other Liberty students who had all run MMTR in unreal times.

Overall, I think that MMTR was my most painful accomplishment. I was blessed to even be able to make it to the starting line. My knee staying healthy and overall pain-free was a miracle. The weather was amazing. I had to dig deeper than I ever have before to finish and that is what makes me the most proud. The 50 miles I covered was full of ups and downs and it amazes me how many different things you can feel and experience in one run. Pain, suffering, fatigue, frustration and defeat enters your mind but on the same day you experience joy, hope, awe, love for others, thankfulness, a sense of God’s presence and an unreal energy you didn’t know you had. I’m not sure, but I believe that the longer the race, the more that is true. I know I depended heavily on God and my amazing crew at MMTR and I think David Horton said it best “What did I learn? We need people… we need the Lord!”

Saturday, November 6, 2010

2010 Mountain Masochist Ultrarun Links

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2010 Mountain Masochist Ultrarun Women's Champion

Congratulations to the 2010 Mountain Masochist Ultrarun Women's Champion Alison Bryant. 

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Monday, November 1, 2010

2010 Montrail Ultra Cup - MMTR 50 Mile Seedings

Bib # Last Name First Name Gender Age State
1 Ramsey Jeremy Male 34 VA
2 Gardner Chris Male 33 Minnesota
3 Barth Alex Male 38 Pennsylvania
4 Reed Chris Male 37 Pennsylvania
5 Jaime Scott Male 41 CO
6 Hill Adam Male 34 Ontario
7 Bryant Jonathan Male 23 Virginia
8 Casseday Adam Male 30 West Virginia
9 Kistner Brian Male 40 South Carolina
10 Gill Bobby Male 26 Maryland
11 Smith Kevin Male 32 Virginia
12 Gonzalez Frank Male 34 Virginia
13 Wakley Henry Male 25 Virginia
14 Scott Micah Male 21 Ohio
15 Raymond Mario Male 38 Maryland
16 thompson andrew Male 34 New Hampshire
17 Knipling Keith Male 34 District of Columbia
18 Kurisky Jack Male 43 Virginia
19 Peterman David Male 48 Ohio
20 Wildeboer Travis Male 31 Colorado
21 Pope Shaun Male 22 OH
22 Hesse Jared Male 34 VA
23 Jarvis Christopher Male 27 Virginia
24 Jackson Micah Male 30 Virginia
25 Price John A. Male 56 Virginia
26 Basham Jonathan Male 33 Pennsylvania
27 Green Tom Male 60 Maryland
28 Barnett Billy Male 26 HI
29 Brower Jeffry Male 52 Maryland
30 Fulwider Ryan Male 35 Virginia
31 Smith Ryan Male 31 New York
32 McGrath Lew Male 48 West Virginia
33 McArtor Cory Male 21 Kentucky
34 Balcet Irawan Male 34 VA
35 Alderson Joseph Male 28 Virginia
36 Allen Michael Male 53 AL
37 Boyd Thomas Male 38 GA
38 Kilcoyne Joe Male 36 Virginia
39 Palladino Christopher Male 39 Pennsylvania
40 drach dave Male 54 New Hampshire
41 Mulder Aaron Male 35 Pennsylvania
42 Taylor Scott Male 21 Michigan
43 Snipes David Male 43 Virginia
44 Potts William Male 44 Virginia
45 Dahlhausen Christian Male 31 Virginia
46 Gorman Neal Male 33 DC
47 Lester Malcolm Male 43 DC
48 Singleton Jacob Male 22 VA
49 dangc sam Male 22 Virginia
50 Kilislian Jack Male 40 Tennessee
51 Smith Donald Male 51 Virginia
52 Griffin Marc Male 34 Virginia
53 Brown Wesley Male 25 NC
54 DeCamp Robert Male 36 New York
55 Lucchesi D.C. Male 43 North Carolina
56 Richards Herman Male 57 NJ
57 Yoder Marlin Male 57 Virginia
58 Power Jesse Male 30 Florida
59 Price Mike Male 60 Georgia
60 Lehmann Dan Male 60 West Virginia
61 Elkassed Farouk Male 61 Virginia
62 Michael Steve Male 60 GA
63 Turrentine William Male 63 Virginia
64 Anderson Bob Male 64 Virginia
65 Owensby John Male 65 North Carolina
66 Choy Clement Male 63 VT
67 Probst Frank Male 67 Virginia
68 Broaddus Jack Male 61 Virginia
69 ODonnell Thomas Male 60 Pennsylvania
70 Marsh Ed Male 63 North Carolina
71 Bocek John Male 29 District of Columbia
72 Blythe Devin Male 33 Virginia
73 Seegert Brian Male 44 Wisconsin
74 Shearer Joseph Male 24 Ohio
75 duelge jason Male 41 Maryland
76 Howell Michael Male 29 Georgia
77 holt christopher Male 33 Maryland
78 Kidd Michael Male 30 Georgia
79 Loewus-Deitch Jonathan Male 23 DC
80 Willey Guy Male 36 Iowa
81 Duval Ed Male 52 Virginia
82 Meredith Michael Male 31 Yorkshire
83 Carr Derrick Male 49 Virginia
84 Calfee Christopher Male 43 Virginia
85 Byron Joe Male 32 Virginia
86 Gray Rick Male 49 Tennessee
87 Tanksley Bruce Male 51 Tennessee
88 Swyers Brenton Male 23 Florida
89 Mortensen Christopher Male 29 Pennsylvania
90 Dao Ling Male 33 VA
91 Ayres Kevin Male 34 Georgia
92 Mallach Jeff Male 50 Wisconsin
93 Vogltanz James Male 39 Virginia
94 Sahni Vishal Male 30 IL
95 Martin Aaron Male 22 VA
96 gannon konrad Male 44 North Carolina
97 Eidson Adam Male 36 Virginia
98 Hacker Todd Male 31 Virginia
99 Davis Brew Male 32 NC
100 Lanham Reid Male 40 VA
101 Morrison Justine Female 30 District of Columbia
102 Perry Jill Female 40 NY
103 Fisher Heather Female 24 VA
104 Albu Amy Female 34 Virginia
105 wildeboer alyssa Female 31 Colorado
106 utakis donna Female 42 Massachusetts
107 Nypaver Sandi Female 22 OH
108 nichols jennifer Female 32 Virginia
109 Meadows Abigail Female 38 North Carolina
110 Yelton Melinda Female 44 North Carolina
111 Pharr Davis Jennifer Female 27 NC
112 Speidel Sophie Female 47 Virginia
113 Darling Jamie Female 21 New York
114 Koester Silke Female 27 New York
115 Springman Alisa Female 36 Pennsylvania
116 Trittipoe Rebekah Female 53 Virginia
117 Cusick Kathleen Female 35 Maryland
118 Treder Julie Female 34 Wisconsin
119 Wright Martha Female 49 Virginia
120 Helfrick RuthAnn Female 43 Pennsylvania
121 Chew Betsy Female 39 North Carolina
122 Madden Lisa Female 37 New York
123 Wilson Stephanie Female 45 Virginia
124 Funderburk Ashley Female 33 North Carolina
125 Ennis Jennifer Female 41 North Carolina
126 Basham Hilary Female 32 Pennsylvania
127 Spangler Suzie Female 40 Maryland
128 Burgess Robyn Female 24 Virginia
129 Minnick Elizabeth Female 30 Virginia
130 Mawn Sheryl Female 46 Virginia
131 Inslee Marianna Female 45 Virginia
132 Phalen Rebecca Female 37 VA
133 Seal Tiffany Female 30 VA
134 charron bethany Female 32 New Hampshire
135 Devereux Jill Female 44 Virginia
136 Fogelberg Kate Female 31 Colorado
137 Godesky Alyssa Female 25 Maryland
138 Houser Kara Female 36 Ohio
139 Schimmel Amy Female 34 North Carolina
140 Terranova Meredith Female 36 Texas
141 Barbera Angela Female 50 Wisconsin
142 Taylor Alicia Female 31 Virginia
143 Hunter Dorothy Female 37 North Carolina
144 Bell Melissa Female 29 North Carolina
145 Blythe Luisa Female 29 Virginia
146 Bone Christine Female 39 North Carolina
147 Emch Betsy Female 24 Ohio
148 Bryant Alison Female 31 NC
149 Stypula Elaine Female 45 Michigan
150 Upchurch Melissa Female 41 Virginia
151 Phillips Brenda Female 36 Tennessee
152 Robinson Whitney Female 25 Virginia
153 Hamel Dawn Female 55 Ontario
154 Grishaw Deborah Female 39 Virginia
155 Corrigan Shelley Female 45 Virginia
156 DeYoung Lisa Female 42 NC
157 Dion Amanda Female 45 Virginia
158 Fleming Jennifer Female 36 PA
159 Hage Robijn Female 39 MA
160 Heaphy Margaret Female 54 MT
161 Kennedy Natalie Female 42 Virginia
162 pellmann sara Female 41 Utah
163 Rojewski Debra Female 45 MI
164 Wood Allie Female 49 MT
165 Seiss Daniele Female 40 Maryland
166 Wilkey Sonja Female 40 Virginia
167 Wilson Carolyn Female 50 Virginia
168 Azuaje Jaime Male 23 Virginia
169 Dunlop Michael Male 41 Virginia
170 harrison jim Male 52 Virginia
171 Vinosky Jeff Male 21 Pennsylvania
172 Baker Geoffrey Male 52 Maryland
173 Marceau Daren Male 49 North Carolina
174 myers christian Male 31 Georgia
175 Fischer Oliver Male 45 Ontario
176 MacLuskie J David Male 37 Virginia
177 Wilson Bryan Male 45 Virginia
178 Miller Jonathan Male 39 Virginia
179 Noel Mike Male 39 Virginia
180 Pade Jeremy Male 28 MD
181 Parker Joseph Male 24 Virginia
182 Peake Justin Male 30 MD
183 Pruitt Kristopher Male 26 Texas
184 reed brad Male 35 Tennessee
185 Houser Eric Male 40 Ohio
186 Zadigan Matthew Male 30 Virginia
187 Wilson Tim Male 26 Virginia
188 Weidman William Male 27 Virginia
189 Waite John Male 31 Virginia
190 Thompson Jeffrey Male 20 Virginia
191 Long Kimani Male 36 North Carolina
192 Yeoman Jared Male 28 Virginia
193 Szoch Chris Male 26 Virginia
194 Syre Thomas Male 24 Virginia
195 Sigler Wayne Male 35 Pennsylvania
196 Sexton John Male 35 Virginia
197 Schnaubelt Andy Male 38 Virginia
198 Sarver Judson Male 35 Virginia
199 Wood Joe Male 45 Virginia
200 Waddy Stewart Male 28 VA
201 Amato Peter Male 44 Virginia
202 cooper stephen Male 56 Maryland
203 Cooper John Male 55 Virginia
204 Nuss Jason Male 48 Virginia
205 Baker Matt Male 29 Virginia
206 Stull Justus Male 32 Virginia
207 Moore David Male 52 North Carolina
208 Persinger Mark Male 37 West Virginia
209 Weston Griffin Male 22 Virginia
210 Hinzman Stephen Male 49 Virginia
211 Puhak Blake Male 31 Virginia
212 Morris Paul Male 54 NY
213 jones jim Male 51 Tennessee
214 Holst Gregg Male 52 Pennsylvania
215 Hoffman John Male 48 VA
216 golden kelly Male 43 Virginia
217 Escobar Tony Male 47 Virginia
218 Dudak Joe Male 36 Virginia
219 Dunham Darin Male 41 Virginia
220 Doggett Josh Male 27 North Carolina
221 Day Mike Male 49 North Carolina
222 Bohlander Jonathan Male 34 Georgia
223 Aghdam Dan Male 41 Virginia
224 Williams Blake Male 19 Georgia
225 Spencer Patrick Male 18 VA
226 Gardner Jesse Male 18 VA
227 Bernard Chris Male 20 MN
228 dawkins doug Male 58 North Carolina
229 Emch David Male 28 Ohio
230 townsend kevin Male 37 Virginia
231 Trinkle Brian Male 48 Georgia
232 Hurley John Male 55 Virginia
233 Brown Steven Male 42 Virginia
234 Koontz Eric Male 31 VA
235 Mckennett Mark Male 32 Maryland
236 Glazner Allen Male 55 North Carolina
237 Jones Andrew Male 33 District of Columbia
238 Harding Andrew Male 50 Michigan
239 Krueger Andrew Male 28 Virginia
240 Perraud Arthur Male 52 Maryland
241 McNeill Brian Male 52 Maryland
242 Mathes Bob Male 57 New Hampshire
243 Benson Brian Male 52 Alabama
244 Rynders Corey Male 30 Virginia
245 Krishock Dave Male 50 KS
246 Hall Davis Male 33 North Carolina
247 Broman David Male 47 Virginia
248 DeFanza David Male 27 DC
249 schultz derek Male 32 Pennsylvania
250 Kirby David Male 23 North Carolina
251 Berlin Doug Male 43 Virginia
252 Rose Matthew Male 36 Georgia
253 Fratrick Drew Male 47 Virginia
254 Casarez Ernesto Male 54 MD
255 French Rob Male 52 NC
256 cohen glenn Male 51 Pennsylvania
257 Hammock David Male 47 Virginia
258 Zaleta Greg Male 40 Colorado
259 Hollerbach George Male 55 Pennsylvania
260 Hobbs Henry Male 55 Texas
261 Ingram Richard Male 27 NC
262 McIntosh Jim Male 57 FL
263 Markiewicz Jay Male 40 Virginia
264 McGonnell Jeff Male 50 North Carolina
265 West Charles Male 42 North Carolina
266 Savage Jonathan Male 44 North Carolina
267 Yopp John Male 41 Minnesota
268 Rhea Jon Male 26 TN
269 Arble Ken Male 54 Michigan
270 Madigan Brendan Male 32 California
271 Ziemann Kurt Male 47 Wisconsin
272 Anderson Matthew Male 50 Virginia
273 Ashworth Jim Male 48 Virginia
274 McCaslin Mark Male 41 Michigan
275 Lattanzi Mark Male 44 Virginia
276 Fitzgerald Marty Male 48 Tennessee
277 ballard michael Male 40 New York
278 Bierman Ronnie Male 43 Maryland
279 Marlar Drew Male 40 Georgia
280 Idlibi Sultan Male 31 North Carolina
281 Saou Mike Male 23 Missouri
282 Pantalone Michael Male 41 Pennsylvania
283 Walsh Michael Male 43 North Carolina
284 McLaughlin Michael Male 45 NJ
285 Ballard Jerry Male 51 Virginia
286 Struby Neil Male 33 GA
287 Balko Jason Male 35 West Virginia
288 Fay Patrick Male 24 Massachusetts
289 rice phil Male 46 Virginia
290 Honigfort Paul Male 37 Maryland
291 Hayes Brian Male 24 Virginia
292 Blandine Philip Male 44 NJ
293 Lammers Joel Male 48 Wisconsin
294 Santo Matthew Male 34 Colorado
295 Martin Scott Male 49 New York
296 Schwark Stuart Male 49 Virginia
297 Sweitzer Anthony Male 38 Virginia
298 Patch Tom Male 51 North Carolina
299 Van Rensselaer Tyler Male 34 Virginia
300 Houde Patrick Male 43 Quebec
301 Vincent Brian Male 34 West Virginia