Running in an Epic Relay is a lot like pregnant/labor. I go through it, think I'm crazy for doing it, but then I obviously forget because I keep doing it.
I had signed up a while ago to run and had a bit of a rough experience training. I got diagnosed with Bronchitis in February, and also discovered I had clogged airways. I have been taking an inhaler since February, but kept running, figured that it couldn't hurt that bad. Wrong. I kept getting worse until I get to May and feel worse. Towards the end of May I got diagnosed with Pneumonia, and my doctor told me to stop running. Oops. I gave it up for a couple weeks, but was determined to run in the race. I never felt like I could really push myself too hard while training though, so I ran a lot slower than I would have liked to. But hey, I did it.
This my fuel after the first day. I've never gotten more than 7000 fuel and that was when I was training for a half marathon.
My middle leg was by far the worst. It was 8.6 miles and at 6 p.m. which sounds like it might be nice in theory, but no, its the hottest time of the day in Portland. It wasn't too hot here, only about 75 when I ran. But there was not much shade and it felt really hot out there on the pavement.
I've never been happier that something was over when I finished my middle leg. I came in and immediately collapsed.
My first leg was much more pleasant. 3.7 miles with a good amount of downhill, at 9 a.m. Partly cloudly and like 70. Perfect. Except I am an idiot and got lost for about a half a mile.
When I finished my final and third leg, I was very happy.
My third leg was 4.3 miles and I ran at 4 a.m. It was a wonderful time to run, the sun hadn't come up yet, and it was dark starting out. I lost a lot of steam the last two miles, my lack of food and sleep started to catch up with me.
I went with Chelsea, Amber, Aimee, and Raina in Van #1. They were so fun and easy to be around.
The whole team of Run Like a Girl at the finish.
Feels good to have done it and I'm glad to do things like this to push myself.