|Jasson, Lori, G, Chris, Shelly, Brittni, Sar (Van 2)|
After barely sleeping at Shelly’s place last night, we were off to Anthem to resume our leg by 1AM. At least we all were able to take a shower and feel somewhat fresh!
|Caty, Brett, Shelly, G (somewhere on the west side)|
By the time it was my turn to run, it was around 4AM. It was cold. It was 39 degrees with 8MPH winds. It was dark. I had my sunglasses on because those are the only prescription sports glasses I own. As I started running, the condensation from my breath fogged up my already dark glasses. It made for an interesting run, but I was able to maintain a 7:30 pace for the entire 4+ slightly uphill miles.
By the second day, everyone in the van had become friends. We gelled well together. There were no harsh words, no hard feelings, very little irritation (albeit I was a bit annoyed at a few things). Our conversations ranged from relationships to travel to fitness to sex (of course, Sar was usually the centerpiece of sexual conversations). I especially became quite fond of Lori and Jasson. Together, they made me feel tranquil and calm. I can see how they are boot-camp instructors. I’m sure they drive their students firmly yet quietly. I hope we do another race together. If I end up doing the Mountain-man tri in Flagstaff, I’ll be sure to ping them!
After we were finished with the second leg, we had a scrumptious breakfast at The Good Egg and then ended up at my place. Chris, Sar and Shelly fell asleep on the couch in the living room. Lori, Jasson and I sat around the kitchen table and talked for a bit. I eventually took a quick nap in the study before it was time to head out to Fountain Hills.
|Sar, Shelly, G|
The third leg was done on tired bodies and legs. I actually had a gorgeous route going through the Scottsdale metro-park system, next to McCormick Ranch Golf Course and ending up at Sole Sports. I hit 2 red lights, but my moving time average was pretty solid.
At the finish, we all donned Kenya Run t-shirts and finished together. We didn’t hang around too long after the finish. I wanted to go home and take a hot shower and go to bed.
Naman has been in town for a couple of days and I have hardly seen him. Binita made plans to go out to dinner with the Whoopie Babes. We did go out to a really nice Italian place called Davanti Enoteca. Naman and I ended up leaving a bit early because he is tired (and so am I).