My day racing the Bandera 100k can be broken down into the following three parts:

1. The first 7 miles where I ran intermittently with other humans

2. The next 20 miles where I realized I’d been describing the route as “circuitous” for weeks, but wildly mispronouncing it

3. The final 33 miles when I kept trying to figure out how “expeller pressed olive oil” is made. I wasn’t sure what that really meant, but I was, and remain, fully convinced my legs were “expeller pressed”