Another 2 day running adventure, crammed into a van for 200 miles with mostly complete strangers.
How do I keep getting myself here you might ask? Well when you're addict, you seem to always find a way to get what you need and for me it seems increasingly clear that my drug of choice is relay races. I love other races too, but relays are just different. There's less pressure, less sleep, more miles and tons of fun.
So back in March when via facebook a friend of friend posted that some friends of hers were looking for female runners to fill open spots on their Wasatch Back team, I didn't even have to think about it. I called her immediately and got myself on the roster. A month later the team sent me a frantic message about having lost a couple of runners and asked if I knew anyone who might want to join us. Cami and mom were the first two people I talked to and they both jumped at the opportunity to do the original and toughest Ragnar. In the relay world, there is a certain credibility that comes from running the Wasatch Back. Mostly because it's so challenging and it was the original Ragnar race. And anyone who's run multiple relays will tell you, when it comes to organization and presentation, Ragnar has become the gold standard in relays.
Parker stayed in Idaho with Nana & her daddy, while Gideon, mom & I headed to Utah on Thursday to visit Hillary and run this crazy thing.
Friday morning, the three of us running headed out to meet up with the rest of our team & head toward the race. That's Gail & Bethann decorating the van while mom secures the luggage carrier (upside down I might add. But we managed to get it flipped over at the first exchange.)
And of course, Cami looks cute. Seriously I kept calling her "Malibu Running Barbie" because that's what she reminded me of.
And yep, that purple-ish teal runner is my mom.
All of my legs were kind of brutal. But I have to say I loved that because it made me feel pretty tough. This one was 7.3 miles uphill. I gained over 1850 feet in elevation. It was hard but I passed a lot of people and kept telling myself that these are the kind of workouts that will really sculpt the legs and rear, so that motivated me to keep going.
I handed off at Snowbasin resort to Cami, who was our final runner. She's that tiny pink dot running down the mountain.
I swear I have a photo exactly like this of Shiloh from two years ago. Wearing a headlamp & vest, grinning into the camera. In fact, Cami & Shiloh look so much alike here it's almost unnerving.
And mom gets her hand off from Brianna.
Okay here's all of us from van 2 with our infamous banner!
Right and this is just after my last leg when I seriously felt like a rockstar! 19.8 miles total on the weekend and the last leg was a solid 7 of it! And it was a strong, finish too!
After the finish line party, gathering everyone up, separating the stuff, and getting everyone home, the three of us didn't make it back to Hillary's until almost midnight. By that time I was on hour 43 with no sleep, so I literally collapsed. I didn't even shower until the next morning. I was honestly afraid I'd fall asleep & pass out in the shower. But after a few hours of sleep, the world looked bright again. Cami & her family had to leave and they took off just after lunchtime. It was sad to see them go, but we had such a fun weekend with them. I'm so glad Cami and I learned to be friends somewhere along the way. We were always sisters, but I love her even more for being such a wonderful friend.