The Ultra Beast Loop

This part of the run is not difficult for me, which is good because my mind is already focused on the cliff that I know is about 100 feet down the ridge and 50 feet on my left (north). Waiting for my turn at the top, I had lots of time to sit and think about what I was about to do, igniting my nerves and adrenaline, making my body feel numb. I ski to my spot above the cliff, and the iconic House Rock looks like it always does, almost like a fifty foot diving board that will shoot you out half-way down the rest of the mountain. I stop right above the point of no return. I must choose to hit the cliff or not. There is no turning back once I move from this spot.

The next morning, nothing could wipe the smile off of my face. Even so, I nervously tapped my ball between my feet while we waited at the field. I had played in many tournaments before, but this time, winning would

The reason for my nervousness was because it was the last rodeo of the High School Rodeo season. The last rodeo just so happened to be

Greater lawrence, pass him, Sprint. So i finish on the floor dying couldn’t breath properly so i deep breaths and needed water my mouth was dry. After the race was over needed time to process like what happen in the beginning i knew we’re going to face greater lowell next week needed to be prepared for the time being. I needed to fix on my start so i don’t have to be the hero. I need to work on is my breathing it didn’t go so well and how to keep a pace with someone so i won’t lose the guy and cost the team some points if i do that well i’m gold. I needed to workout my legs so they won’t hurt during in races. The most important i have to do is keep my body calm and mind during the race next week. I knew in my next race it’s not all about having speed and it was mostly having a good mentality. So i work on a one week later race against greater lowell again i have done better which i did before at least i had the knowledge of the course to back that up it was a great

We finally got three practice laps so we could feel what the track was like to ride. Next we immediately started trials meaning we raced to get the best 14 riders to continue to the main event that night. I was in two classes The 250 and the 450 so I had two chances to make the main event. 250 trials was the most difficult because there were 28 riders, and only 14 could go on. Now nobody really tried on trials it was just a chance to be good enough to make it to the next round. I was 7th out of the 28 so I ended up getting 7th gate pick for the main event. The 450 class had its pros and cons. There were usually less riders, but I rode a 250, a bike almost half the size, but racing against harder competition can only make your better. There were only 20 of us in the 450 trials, and I gave to the best of my ability to get the best gate pick I could get and ended up being

I originally wasn’t going to do a Spartan race in Canada this year, but I was hearing mixed reviews from friends and fellow racers and decided I needed to see for myself. I actually was very

At this point, the course had a longer trail sprint and eventually made it way to the Barbed Wire crawl # 1, the first crawl wasn’t that long, but it did go up the mountain so rolling wasn’t that easy and I had to crawl! After a short sprint, it was time for the Herc Hoist, which I always look forward to because for a larger guy like me, it’s nice and easy. A very short distance ahead came Inverted Walls and just after that came Plate Drag. The course headed down at this point and continued for a longer sprint and up next was Z-Walls and just after we headed over to the Bridge, which was nice and easy. It was time for the swim.

I began my through hike of the Pacific Crest trail on April 18th. I flew from San Francisco to San Diego where I started the 2,600 mile hike from Mexican-American border in California to the Canadian-American border in Washington. I had with me a 63.4 lb backpack filled with all the odds and ends that go along with commencing a cross-continental hike. I was prepared. Its July now and I am in the heart of the Sierra Nevada about 35 miles North of Yosemite National Park, 80 miles away from my next resupply point, 4 days behind schedule, I only have 2 days of food left. A huge amount of unexpected rainfall made it too dangerous to traverse the trails which are mostly built on the edge of cliffs. I have a choice, either continue on further North

The fourth and final day I became stronger and more capable and used to the trails and hikes. I was no longer exhausted from walking up to my cabin, no longer tired of the trails. I overcame the challenge by believing in myself. By the education I was learning I learned how I can save and conserve the earth. I learned that these trails weren't as bad as I thought they were gonna be. Now that i've got back home from scicon I feel I can walk 4 miles every

I watched people who had been riding their whole life ace the course, and then there was me. I had been riding for two years when I fell off and sprained my back. It hurt to jump let alone ride, I was terrified i would never ride again. My back healed and I was able to ride again, but my confidence was replaced with fear. That's why I was competing to prove I was not afraid. So there I was on the starting line when, "TWEET!" goes the whistle and I'm off. I weave through poles, circled barrels, and dodged obstacles.

Hike! Alright lets go" I yell out to Sammy and Jack and we are off to a slow trek "gee" I yell out to Lucky and he pulls us to the right. "Haw" I yell to Molly and she pulls the team to the left of the field that is dusted in snow. "whoa" I yell and my team pulls to a halt and they wait clam and patient as I go down the line and take of the rigging. When I am done I lead them back to our cabin, I end up dozen off In the cabin. In the morning it is so hectic that there is no room for talking, when my team is dressed and rigged up to go we head to the start line. A few teams down I see Cindy Abbott a veteran and a good one, but I push her out of my mind and focus on the task at hand. The crowd goes quite and me and the all the other mushers wait for the gun shot to sound. when the shot sounds I yell above the other mushers "mush" to my team and Sammy and Max jump into action dashing into motion. I notice that we are keeping pace with a woman named Zora Deneuve, but I soon pull ahead of her and her team. It wasn't snowing we started the race but now I can see the little snow flakes fly by as my team races by. After 11 miles I check in at Campbell Airstrip, and when I check in they tell me that i am in fourth

The three man team that was sent to the ravine made it to the ravine and the site that they found was filled with a Covenant Army; it had at least ten-thousand ground troops and and 4 squadrons of Banshee fliers. As they edged closer and closer they relive that they aren’t going to make it there without a fight because as the got about two-hundred meters away the anti-air turrets began locking onto the Spartans. One of the plasma blasts hit one Spartan while the other two evaded and the turrets just kept barraging the Spartans as they got closer and closer to the enemy

On the first obstacle which was called the tank trap that was really hard. I had to go through a stream then go to a rock, if the rock was dry and not all muddy like a swamp or like trying to walk up a frozen slope. But I just took an assist which is five points reverse was 1 and a gate was 10. After I got off the rock I went to climb the waterfall that was hard there was no grip or little helper spots so I ended up taking a assist then I went on to the next obstacle.

I was extremely nervous to leave, and was just hoping that something would go wrong. I always get this way before an important race, but this time was different. Our previous years of running at this track made the whole experience bad.

I got used to it, or so I thought. I started taking my turns faster and getting in race mode. By this time I had calmed down and relaxed. I got to relaxed and got ahead of my self and BAM! I went down jamming my knee between my bike and the hard packed dirt ground. Adrenaline instantly hit me. I felt dizzy from the adrenaline. I could feel it run through my veins like cold blood. I picked up my bike I finished the practice lap and pulled into the pit. I put my bike on the greasy aluminum stand that I had been using for a year. I sat down to calm my nerves. The adrenaline was still there. I tuned my bike up for the race. I sprayed my chain down with a sticky liquid called chain lube. I took out the wrench and tightened my chain. As soon as I changed out of the sweaty clothes and wash the muddy dirt off of my face, I sat by the fire.