Post Race Reflections
It's spring. The snow is falling, the pussy willows blooming and the
Iditarod is over. My emotions are a mixed bag right now - pride,
contentment, frustration, eagerness, disappointment, all fighting for a spot
at the top of the list - all sometimes getting their way.
One moment I'm content to bask in a moment reflecting on a run and team
that I am so proud of. I look out the window at the dogs, active and
prancing around on their chains - I know we are sharing the moment. I
especially look at the youngsters - Crunchie,
Hector, Hilda, and
They have changed tremendously in the last few weeks. At the beginning of
March they were bouncy 'puppies', now their bodies are hard and their minds
reshaped by a thousand miles of trail. They are now dogs - capable,
confident and amazing athletes. I am in awe of them.
The next moment I'm overcome by a wave of regret that the adventure is over
and the trail behind us. Yes, the trail was arduous, but the overall
experience was wonderful and enjoyable. Nome was a relief and a particular
regret this year.
Next, hits the feeling of accomplishment. I improved 2 days, 16 hours over
my 2001 finishing time. My time of 12 days, 8 hours is the third fastest
Iditarod for a Siberian team ever BUT it wasn't the fastest and that was
But the most overwhelming emotion I'm feeling is eagerness. Eagerness to
get home - eagerness to get working with my young dogs - and eagerness to
get back working towards 2005.
YES, I said 2005.