I absolutely love relay races. I wouldn’t want to do one every week mind you, but they are just a crazy amazing experience. Talk about an incredible way to get to know some other runners…shove 6 of you in a van for 28 hours, don’t shower, barely sleep, run and eat copious amounts of trail mix.
Relays break you out of any rut you may be in, introduce you to new people, allow you to really enjoy new places to run and force you to embrace a little discomfort if you want to have a lot of fun.
Relays require crazy outfits
We were team En Fuego and everyone had names on their shirts like Firehose, Backdraft and I was Hot Tamale.
Yes that guy was running in a jockstrap
Relays require van decoration
Relays mean running in amazing places
Through Miami, through fields, through the Homestead speedway, through the Canal trail, through the Keys.
Relays mean running at night
I love the night runs because they just make me think how lucky I am to be doing something that no one else is doing. My night run was 8.2 miles through the canal trail which was awesome, except that my headlamp died and there was no moon light…so I was terrified because I couldn’t see the rocky ground. Hence I just kept running as fast as I could (about an 8:30) to get done!
I am now trying to convince people to do the Napa Valley Ragnar…any takers??
I am grateful for a warm embrace
I am grateful for air kisses
I am grateful for my strong legs
I am grateful for Advil
I am grateful for miracles