I got a little carried away with my first post, and given I’m writing this a month after we finished, I’ll try to wrap this up.
This image at the beginning of the post is of vans arriving to Exchange 18 at the Columbia Country Fairgrounds. We arrived to the exchange fresh from our break at Todd’s place and ready to run. I think this set of legs was the most exciting for everyone because we would be running at night. We readied our night gear (head light, front and back blinkers, and reflective vests) and wished Amanda good luck on her leg. Good thing a few of us brought some night gear, almost every leg resulted in the loss of some blinkers.
The night run was my favorite run by far. It was crazy to take off from the exchange and start running into the woods (I had finished with a 6:52 pace). Even with the head light, you couldn’t really see much. Every now and then I would see the back blinkers on a runner in front of me and all I thought was “roadkill” – which I think helped with the quicker pace time.
Following Todd’s second leg we decided to skip the available showers at the next exchange and continue to the next van exchange. This decision, while keeping my dad up all night driving, proved to be key in keeping us on time. We pulled into the van exchange around 3:30 – 4:00am (I’m not really sure on the time since I actually managed to catch some sleep on the drive out). We laid out a tarp, set our alarms, and fell asleep. Next year I’ll be sure to bring a sleeping bag and not just a blanket. It was cold so I put on my running tights, long sleeve running shirt, long sleeve t-shirt, sweatshirt, and socks. If it weren’t for my ear plugs, I’m not sure if I would have slept well (vans coming and going all night).
Now my favorite non-running part of the event happened on Saturday. I was completely passed out when all of a sudden Marc shakes me awake, “TREVOR! GET UP! WE HAVE TO GO!” I’m in a total daze and slowly start gathering my stuff. It is about 6:45am and we haven’t heard from Van 1. Our walkie-talkies we had been using weren’t working for some reason and we had no mobile reception. We start packing up the van and Marc goes, “Great, I’ve lost a shoe. Where’s my shoe?” I’m not sure why, but this seemed like the funniest thing to me. Maybe it is because this was the first time I witnessed Marc as something other than calm and collected. We packed up, sent our runner down to the exchange where they met up with Van 1 and off we went.
We also learned that many Van 2 vans were not able to make this exchange after sleeping and shower at the earlier exchange. Traffic congestion from having Van 1 and Van 2 on the road caused hour long back-ups. Lack of sleep paid off for us.
My last leg was . My pace dropped significantly on this one (7:59) partially due to being tired, but I also started out slow and picked up my pace too early. At one point in the run I heard another van tell their runner, “You’re halfway there.” Assuming they were telling the truth I kicked things up. Instead, I was more like 40% through, which meant I gassed myself out.
Following an episode of wondering whether or not we would beat Todd to the beach (we did), we met up with Van 1, ran through the finish line and enjoyed some celebratory beers.
Registration is almost here for the 2012 Hood to Coast and I’ve already planned on running again.
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