So, heard of the little race called Hard rock 100. Well I can say I have lived to tell you about it. On Sunday the 15th at 4:40 am after running for 46 hours and 40 minutes I crossed the line and kissed the rock to finish my first Hard rock 100! I’m still in need of much sleep and so this will be short. In fact it all still seems like a dream. An absolutely incredible dream. I dreamed of huge mountains, brilliant wild flowers, cascading waterfalls, endless streams, 14,000 ft sunsets and kissing a rock. Was it really real?