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The 2027 calendar is here!

The Mountains and TRAILs are calling — where will they take you in 2027?

MOUNTAIN — Keep Climbing. 
Sun Valley | Jun 10-13
Snowbasin | Jun 17-20
Rainier | Jun 24-27
Steamboat | Jul 29 - Aug 1
Whistler | Aug 26-29
Mont-Tremblant | Sep 9-12
Stratton | Oct 14-17 + 21-24 — 2x Stratton to celebrate a decade of climbing back where it all started!

TRAIL — Go Further.
TRAIL Stowe | Jul 7-11
TRAIL Tahoe | Oct 6-10

CAMP ONE — Learn. Train. Connect.
Sedona | Apr 8-11

Registration opens:
Alumni Priority — Oct 27, 12 PM ET
General — Oct 29, 12 PM ET

Mark your calendar, and commit to doing something that changes you.

Details at 29029.co
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3 MARATHONS. 3 DAYS. 68 MILES. 15,000+ FEET OF ELEVATION. 22 HOURS ON MY FEET.

But those numbers aren’t what I’ll remember most about 29029 Trail Park City.

I’ll remember proving to myself—again—that I am capable of more than I think I am.

Seven months ago, I broke my foot trail running and had surgery. I was down. The training plan I had envisioned disappeared almost overnight.

At some point I had to accept that training was going to look very different than I wanted it to—and that was OK.

The goal became simple: get to the starting line healthy and finish. No matter what.

And what a three days it turned out to be.

Day 1 brought some doubt.

Day 2 brought a delayed start, thunderstorms, mud, a completely different trail than we had planned for…and some VERY cranky feet and toes. 😂

But by Day 3, there was no stopping me.

Something happened during those final three miles. The things that hurt seemed to disappear. I knew I was going to finish, and I tried to soak in every second of it.

One of the founders of 29029, Marc, told us before the event to appreciate the beauty around us—to listen to nature and truly be in the moment.

So I did.

I never put my earbuds in. For 68 miles, I took it one step at a time. I listened. I looked around. I experienced where I was instead of trying to distract myself from how far I still had to go.

And I had another powerful reason to keep moving.

It was an honor to represent The Kyle Pease Foundation. When I thought about the challenges faced by people who have historically been excluded from doing the things they want to do—and what it takes to create opportunities for everyone to experience sport, competition and belonging—it put my own discomfort into perspective.

Quitting simply wasn’t an option.
Part 2 in comments
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“It’s just walking.”

Marc Hodulich is the co-founder and CEO of 29029. Hike up a mountain, gondola down, repeat until you’ve climbed 29,029 feet in 36 hours.

No sponsors. No trophies. No clock. And only 68 percent of the people who start ever finish.

He ran five months on a broken foot in high school and was told he’d never run again. He sold payroll door to door in Manhattan. He started the Wall Street Decathlon on the side and raised millions for Memorial Sloan Kettering. He met Jesse Itzler at their kids’ flag football practice.

We talk about why 29029 has never taken a paid sponsor, the 80-year-old who called it “frustratingly doable,” and the summer he did 29,029 feet on the bike, in the water and on the mountain.

We also get into the day I quit at Kona and what I went through in Mexico.

Follow him: @marchodulich

Full episode is live.

Comment RIDEOUT and I’ll send you the links.
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“The joy of finishing is greater than the choice of quitting.” 

Simple mantra. 

The hard part…

Not quitting. 

Not going to sleep when you get tired.

Not sitting down when your feet hurt.

Not heading for the showers when you get dirty.

Not getting on the buffet line when you get hungry.

Not returning to the recovery tent when your Lower back acts up.

Not getting off the Mountain when all you want to do is get off the damn mountain.

So how do you persevere? 

By surrounding yourself with men of character, conviction, courage and a ‘lil bit of crazy built in.

I love all you guys. 

Thank you for allowing me to be part of experiences like this with each of you.  You inspire me more than you know.

G

PS: full recap of this weekend, the stories behind the stories, BTS of what really went down (and up), the tears, choices, and realities of 36hrs on the mountain ⛰️ in this weeks MidlifeMale newsletter.  Link in comments to subscribe & read👇🏻
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Five years ago, I attempted my first 29029 at Snowbasin.

I made it through eight climbs, coughed up blood, quit, left my gear on the mountain, and flew home before the event was over.

Twenty-four hours later, JT and I talked.

We were going back.

We wanted revenge.

The next year, we returned and earned our red hats. But eventually, finishing wasn’t enough.

I wanted to win.

I finished third at Jackson Hole. Then second at Mont-Tremblant. Then second again at Aspen.

I was tired of losing to the freak on the mountain.

So I told Coach Jarrod:

“Make me the freak.”

At Whistler, five years after quitting, I got my opportunity.

I led the first four climbs. Then Dana passed me and disappeared. With two climbs remaining, I was 30 minutes behind.

Mentally, I broke.

I thought about going to bed and finishing the next day. Second place or 100th didn’t matter. I came to win.

On the gondola, Jarrod told me:

“Give everything you have on 7 and see if you can give yourself a chance on 8.”

So I attacked.

In the darkness and pouring rain, I took 20 minutes out of the gap.

Before the final climb, Jarrod looked at me:

“You got the chance you wanted. Now go get it.”

I ran when I could. I skipped the aid stations. I stopped caring about the rain, cold, darkness, fatigue, and pain.

Near Aid Station 3, with three-quarters of a mile remaining, I saw Dana.

I caught her.

I passed her.

Then I found another gear and put eight minutes between us before the finish.

Five years after quitting my first 29029, I won.

I’ll always be grateful to Dana because she forced me to find a level I didn’t know existed.

Thank you to Coach Jarrod for preparing me for the moment when everything went wrong.

And thank you to Angela—my wife, my support system, and my Sherpa. You were there when I couldn’t finish the first one, and five years later, you helped me win one.

Five years ago, when the plan fell apart, I quit.

At Whistler, 30 minutes behind the leader, I got another chance to answer the same question.

This time, I kept climbing.

I went to 29029 looking for a red hat.

Then I wanted a podium.

Then I wanted to win.

What I found was myself.

#29029 #KeepClimbing #NoQuit
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