Rabid Raccoon March 14, 2025 Beaver Falls, PA #89
- Rosie Nanette Gagnon
- Apr 2
- 2 min read
Doing a quick entry and photo dump for my # 90 as well, this was the 2nd in a 3 week 3-100 miler push to get to # 90. A 6 hr drive from home, I had some emotional and physical fatigue doing these back to back races. Was excited to see my friend Adam briefly, and ran into a couple other great friends, Traci, Jason and Aaron. It lifted my mood tho honestly I ran 99% of the course on my own. This race is incredible well supported with great aid stations, however, the course in the rain is a terrible muddy disaster. I had a good fast loop, then the rain hit and turned everything to slippery mud. Some sections remained runnable, but others were very slick and difficult to navigate. We had heavy rain and thunderstorms and on Sunday a cold front came through and threatened hypothermia. My business partner at Froggy called periodically through the race to support me and lift my spirits to keep going. Nausea was an issue for alot of the course, and I accidentally left $200 worth of headlamps in a dropbag. I tried to contact the race and explain my attempt at 100 100s for suicide awareness and my limited funds but sadly so far they've ignored my messages, so that is frustrating. I don't really intend to run this again next year. @ years of slip sliding in the mud for 8 13 mile loops really wasn't a whole lot of fun. I do appreciate so much that I had alot of people encourage me on the course, and one woman went out and bought me chocolate milk that helped me through a period of not being able to keep calories down throughout the night. I pushed hard my last 2 loops to overtake 7 or 8 runners. I didnt place but my finish was almost the same as last year, with no support and 100 miles on my legs, so I was pleased with that.
The highlight of this race was that LCpl Jacob Crewsons two aunts, sister to hie gold star mom Jenn who took her life, came to see me at the finish line. It was so incredible beautiful and emotional to hug them and mourn with them, to feel their love and gratitude and just as suicide survivors, to understand one another and love on one another. It meant so much to me to have them there.
The buckle was fun and blingy.






















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