|Mindy, Me, Brenda|
|Rose, JoAnna, Mindy, & Me near|
the starting area.
The volunteers were great. At one of the volunteer spots, this guy had jimmy-rigged his electric key board and was playing the piano for us. The reps from Cliff were at mile 6 with cliff shots for whoever wanted them. Around mile 7 there were these college guys who had set up a table with Hostess powdered donuts, ding-dongs, twinkies, ho-hos, and beer! Beer??? Really?? They were a riot! But what was really interesting is that some people were actually taking cans of beer?! Evidence of the empty beer cans that were being tossed to the side of the road. I wonder what the reasoning is for this. Carbs? Calming nerves? mmmm, I'll have to check into that one. Just curious.
Around mile 9-ish I could hear the beat of drums. I had heard that the Taiko Japenese Drummers would be somewhere along the route. Last time I heard one of these drums was in Las Vegas at a Cirque de Soli show. I remember feeling the vibrations in my body at the performance. Did not feel the vibrations while running, but it was really neat to hear these drums in the canyon. There were 8 trucks parked behind these men and women. 1 drum per vehicle! Perfect setting for a drum show! The really big drum is behind these guys, with the red dot on it.
Oh, this is a good one. I have been fortunate to never have had to stop at a porta potty. But Canyonlands... I had to use the bathroom during this race. The week before I had been so dehydrated that I had been drinking fluids up the ying yang to try to get my body ready for this run. Anyway, I passed a few porta potties along the route, but there was always a line at them. So at one little campground just off the road, I saw a guy run over to the bathroom, so I followed. As I got closer, I hear him say, "I'm in here." That's weird I thought. Why is he telling me that. Anyway, I say, "Ya, I saw you run in." When he came out and I went in......there was NO door! Yes, you heard me. NO DOOR! Just a 3 sided, wooden fence, around a toilet! So that was a first! Anticipating someone litterally running in on me. But St. Patrick's luck was with me, as no one came in. Mmmm, maybe I can pee as fast as Doyle Webb!! haa haa (inside joke)
My official time was not what I wanted. I was hoping for 2.20. came in at 2.26.50. I am not really ok with that time. But I guess I have to be. Pretty disappointed in my effort. Going over the race in my head and realizing that I could have pushed it a little more at this mile, or at that mile. I knew that I had not trained like I wanted to for this race, and I'm sure that ralphing Monday didn't help matters. No PR's for any of us, but I had a blast with these ladies! Thanks my running peeps for making a crappy run a good thang.
|We did it!|