And somehow, it DID sound like fun. Yeah! Let's stuff a bunch of people with all their gear into a couple of vans and run for two days straight! What a great family bonding activity and good exercise to boot! Sign me up Uncle Gord!
How could I be so easily hoodwinked by this sweet, smiling man? I even read this on the race website and didn't clue in:
As the race approached I pushed fears of inadequate training and concerns about lack of personal hygiene out of my mind by repeating my mantra of, "This will be fun. Everyone says this will be fun. This will be fun."
Thus Zach and I made the long drive back to Utah in blissful disillusionment.
For the first few hours of the RAGNAR experience, it WAS fun. There were decked out vans everywhere, hilarious outfits, music, and as much free Gatorade as your heart could desire. Aunt Lisa even made us all sweet matching t-shirts for our team "Eating Your Dust". Zach: Proof that prophecy is still in force today, and that we weren't really going for first place:
|Poor Lisa, not having any teenage children to educate her, didn't understand why the first two lines made us all cringe.|
I bravely made it through the first 2.5 miles of my leg until my calf cramped up and I slowed to walk for all of thirty seconds. Naturally, that's when the van passed me and saw me walking. I could almost hear Isaac saying, "She's walking already? What a pansy!"
Oh the humiliation. It was enough to make me ignore my darn calf and kick it in to pass off to Marsha.
With that initiation, the real RAGNAR challenge began: surviving the car. Sitting right after running and marinating in your sweat and sunburn are not ideal race conditions. Luckily there were lots of opportunities to get out of the van and cheer on the rest of the team.
|Go Marsha go!|
|Gordy had an evil hill leg. He did amazing.|
|Russell's speed left me in awe.|
|Zach doing the "RAGNAR hill"- I hurt for him.|
By the time we finished the race I'd had a total of 3.25 hours of sleep, was covered in multiple layers of sunburn, sweat, dirt, and sunscreen, I couldn't walk up or downhill, and I never wanted to see a powerbar or the Judkins van again.
It was fun.