Coast to Coast Ultra Night Trail. The name alone sends chills down my spine. I
even analyze all data to look at past races to understand this beast. This is
my story. It wasn't perfect, not even close. At times, I felt like I was just
a regular person who joined the army by mistake. But that's ultra running,
right? It's a wild mix of strong will, pain, and choices you might regret, all
set in Yogyakarta's hidden beauty. This experience will give me stories to
tell for years to come, each one a song of survival.
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My race prep was not good. Other runners ate lots of carbs and dreamed of
winning. I was fighting a cold. I drank ginger tea, a local remedy. I even got
a vitamin shot, my first one ever! I was so scared of getting sicker. Running
an ultra while sick is not smart. Still, I had no excuses. Even though my body
felt like it was at war, I knew I had to try. Ultra running is a mind game as
much as a foot race. I was determined to finish, to push through the pain and
find the finish line.
Section 1: Start To Queen South (0-6.8Km)
It was four in the afternoon. A traditional dance started. The dancer moved
with such grace and power. The music made the air feel even colder, even in
the warm sun. Then, we ran forward, a group of hopeful, maybe crazy, runners.
Sand flew as we ran on Parangtritis beach. What a start! The sun was hot, and
I kept chewing on Degirol. It took me about 18 minutes to reach the first
checkpoint at Queen South. I was around 60th place. Not bad, since I felt like
I was breathing through a tiny straw while being hit by sand. Not many people
quit here. Maybe we were too stubborn to quit so soon. Maybe we didn't know
what was coming. I just hoped my ginger tea would stay down. It did not, alas.
Section 2: Queen South To Alas Curukboto (6.8Km - 13.3Km)
Leaving Queen South, I felt a little bit hopeful. Maybe, just maybe, I could
do this! The next 6.5 kilometers to Alas Curukboto were tough. There were
climbs, drops, and slippery roots. It took me about one hour and 18 minutes. I
stayed around 54th place. Eleven runners quit in this section. I knew why.
Good times, indeed...I said with gritted teeth, each step a battle against the
terrain.
Section 3: Alas Curukboto To Palgading (13.3Km - 18.8Km)
I escaped the jungle, or so I thought. The next part, 5.5km to Palgading, was
not easy, but at least I could see where I was going. Rolling hills and open
fields gave me a break from the jungle. I reached Palgading in about one hour
and seven minutes. I moved up to around 50th place. Maybe the bugs slowed down
the others. Two runners quit here. They were tough. Or maybe they knew what
was coming next. I started to feel good, enjoying the views.
Section 4: Palgading To Omah Pojok (18.8Km - 26Km)
From Palgading to Omah Pojok, the course was another 7.2 kilometers. The sun
was starting to set, making long shadows on the fields. This part is a blur,
to be honest. I remember gentle hills and feeling like the night would be very
long. Omah Pojok was the first COP, and we had to get there before 11 PM. I
got there in about one hour and 29 minutes. I was still around 47th place.
Eight more runners quit here. The long distance was hard, I guess. I was very
hungry, but I only got a small piece of egg on rice and some noodle soup. I
kept going, running on desperation.
