The Ragnar Relay this weekend was tons of fun. I'll post pictures soon. We laughed, we cried, we ran and we ran fast!!! We are still waiting for results to post, but in our minds we totally won! Of course I don't really expect to win but it was sort of fun to scope out the competition. We had a few other groups trash talking us a little, we think they were scared of us of course. It was super fun to see some old friends out there on the course, to make some new friends, and to get to see Michelle (Scott's sister) finish her last leg. She was FLYING!
I ran 18.7 miles, with my first run being 3.7, the next 6.5 and the last 8.5. The first run was a little hilly but I was really proud of my time. The second run was a trail and so that was fun and memorable, mostly I was glad I didn't fall down even once (though I was close several times.) The last one was HARD for many reasons. We had found out that a participant had been hit by a car and the whole race was rerouted meaning zero sleep for us. It was really difficult to start running with the gloomy feeling hanging over us. (I was the first runner after the rerouting). I wanted to do it for the team, we had come to complete this. I was thinking how silly it seemed to be doing this now, running a fun race is certainly not worth the life of the young boy who is barely hanging on to it now. I was being super cautious and staying well off the road and just sloshing through my miles. At about mile three my team caught up to me to give me water and lots of cheering. Other teams also felt the gloom and started cheering everyone on as well, not just their own team. I had an amazing turn around. I cruised through the next 6 miles and felt really good pounding those hills. I realized that even though running this race was not an important thing or big thing in the scheme of life, at the time it was really hard. I saw what a difference it makes to have someone cheering you on, those you know and love and those you don't. I'm going to try and remember that every day. Some of us are doing hard things, going through hard things that we never even know. Maybe all they need from me is a smile, or a "cheer" and I can do that.
Go Team B.L.I.N.G.!
I ran 18.7 miles, with my first run being 3.7, the next 6.5 and the last 8.5. The first run was a little hilly but I was really proud of my time. The second run was a trail and so that was fun and memorable, mostly I was glad I didn't fall down even once (though I was close several times.) The last one was HARD for many reasons. We had found out that a participant had been hit by a car and the whole race was rerouted meaning zero sleep for us. It was really difficult to start running with the gloomy feeling hanging over us. (I was the first runner after the rerouting). I wanted to do it for the team, we had come to complete this. I was thinking how silly it seemed to be doing this now, running a fun race is certainly not worth the life of the young boy who is barely hanging on to it now. I was being super cautious and staying well off the road and just sloshing through my miles. At about mile three my team caught up to me to give me water and lots of cheering. Other teams also felt the gloom and started cheering everyone on as well, not just their own team. I had an amazing turn around. I cruised through the next 6 miles and felt really good pounding those hills. I realized that even though running this race was not an important thing or big thing in the scheme of life, at the time it was really hard. I saw what a difference it makes to have someone cheering you on, those you know and love and those you don't. I'm going to try and remember that every day. Some of us are doing hard things, going through hard things that we never even know. Maybe all they need from me is a smile, or a "cheer" and I can do that.
Go Team B.L.I.N.G.!
2 comments:
GO CYNTHIA! (said with a smile on my face) Loved the message!
Cynthia you amaze me!! Congratulations on a great race!
I love Team BLING - Deanna
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