If you missed Part 1, check it out!
Why does my husband always have to take pictures of this? Seriously. These are the only pics of this leg of the race for me. Doesn’t this remind you of the last race I did?
Anyway, the second run of this race was at about 11pm for me. Complete with a reflective vest, ipod, headlamp, a migraine, and my husband by my side on a bike, I set out for my out and back 7.6 mile run. Is it possible for me NOT to get sick on one of these relays?
With every step, my brain felt like it was smashing up against my skull. I felt the chunks come up in my chest and throat. I swallowed the puke that came up multiple times. The hubs was a little worried, and he kept offering to run my leg for me, and I could take the bike. I wanted to switch with him so badly. I was so tired, and all I wanted to do was close my eyes for a few hours after taking some power medication to get rid of this thing. Every single time a person passed towards me with a headlamp, my eyes felt like they were going to pop out of my head.
But I’m a stubborn person. I didn’t want my husband to finish MY leg. I needed to finish it. Unless I passed out or died, I was going to finish this thing. It seriously took everything out of me to finish my leg.
My husband’s “Babe, you are doing great.” and “I love you. You are honestly my hero. You are amazing.” seriously helped me make it to the end averaging an 8:56 minute/mile pace.
We told the van to meet us at the end of the hub’s leg instead of at the end of mine, so we quickly switched at the next exchange. I pedaled next to my husband for his leg cheering him on the best I could through my pain. He rocked his run passing a bunch of people.
As soon as we made it back to the van, I passed out for 2 hours in one of the back seats. The hubs woke me up for the roller coaster ride. You see, in this race you ride a roller coaster with your team before the last section of the race starts. Getting out of the van, I felt so much better than when I went in. My migraine was gone! I think it was about 3am? The roller coaster was AWESOME! Here is a video that the race organizers put together that has the roller coaster ride in it:
After the roller coaster, Van 1 started their last legs, and we went in search of the next big exchange point and tried to nap for a few hours before our last legs.
My run did not come late enough. Since I was the first runner out of our van, I had to be ready to go as soon as the last teammate from Van 1 came running through around 8am.
Before the run, I found out some devastating news: a runner and one of their teammates biking right next to them were hit by a drunk driver around 4am. The person on the bike was killed. Are you freaking kidding me???? Someone had already been hit by a car when the race first started. So, 3 people were hit by vehicles during this 2 day race. This angered me so much because this didn’t need to happen. Why do drivers have to get so defensive over the sharing the road with runners/cyclists? I just don’t understand why we can’t all get along! Cars were passing me so closely at some points when there was clearly enough room to move over a bit while passing me. This seriously made me so upset that if I would have had a baseball bat, I would have smashed up the many a$$holes’ cars. A person actually died at this race. Crazy.
I had to start my last run of 6.5 miles with this knowledge, and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t scared about getting hit by a car. I began slowly. I didn’t really care about my pace for this last leg. I just wanted to focus on the positive and enjoy the act of running itself.
I was taking it extremely easy on my way up a hill, and a guy passed me with a coffee in one hand. He waved with his other hand, and said good morning.
That’s it. I’m done taking it this easy! I’m not letting a guy beat me with a freaking coffee in his hand. Ridiculous!
I picked up the pace and passed him. His coffee was gone, and I have no idea where he put it. I could hear him behind me for a while trying to keep up, but the footsteps quieted down after a few minutes. I saw a few people ahead of me. It was cat and mouse time. I started picking people off the best I could. This was another extremely hilly course, and my knees were already bothering me a little bit, but I just kept going. I finished extremely happy because I was ALL done! I think I averaged about an 8:50 pace? I can’t remember.
For the rest of the time, my teammates and I focused on cheering the final runners of our van on. We finally finished around 12pm.
If you plan on doing a relay race, check out my tips for surviving a relay race!!
Have you ever raced with a spouse or significant other? How did you get along?