Sunday, August 16, 2009
Pics of my rasta and team shirt
Me and my rasta wig before careeening down Mt. Spokane
This was one of our 6 minute milers, posing for the colorful contest leg
This is what I saw 30 minutes after I finally laid down at 7:00 in the morning. I was on the grass, just outside the finish line with a few other homeless runners. Why did I wake up? LOUDspeakers announcing the teams, with high volume music as they started to cross the finish line.
I had a good weekend!
I was first on the docket for the S2S relay, leaving the starting line, (which looks like the finish line, (that black plastic thingy you see in the last picture) only it says "start") at 0800. However, they made us all stand there, in the COLD for half an hour while they introduced every member of every team in our 0800 start slot. I was so mad and irritated that by the time the gun went off I took off way too fast, first out of the gate. They caught up with me about a half mile later, but I didn't slow down, much. I averaged 7:10 a mile falling down Mt. Spokane for 5.1 miles. It was not only the fastest, but the funnest race I have ever ran since high school. My muscles are sore from that.
That was the first leg. The second, about 4:00 that afternoon, was less dramatic, but still fun as it was along the Spokane river in perfect 55 degree weather. I averaged 8:20 a mile...I was happy with that. The last leg was after the roller coaster at Silverwood at 1:30 in the morning. I was having those scary ischemia pains in my tummy hours before so I had no desire to push it. More than that, I could not see, even with the headlamp from me and my bker pacer. It was of course dark, but the fog was incredibly thick. I could barely run because I couldn't see where I was planting my feet more than a few yards ahead of me. It did thin out after awhile and I assumed a fairly normal pace, but I still couldn't see my watch and no one timed me so I have no idea how fast I ran.
The rest is sleep deprived. I drove when I shouldn't have driven, forcing Myron to stay awake and talk to me. I laid down for a few hours when I got home, which turned out to be more than a few hours as I didn't wake up again until 2:00 this morning. It's a new day, a new week. Starting now.
Posted by elaine at 9:17 AM