The Ragnar

I really didn't know how to do this post. I don't even know how to explain the feelings I had doing this race. It was the funnest time I may have ever had. Seriously. I am on a runner's high and can't wait to get back out there running and racing.

Trent and I both ran the Wasatch Back, however, Trent was on an Ultra Team. I will be doing his post later. I decided to break it up because our two races were totally different.

I was on an all girl named 1 2 3 NOT IT!!!

I only knew two people on the team to begin with, of course Kim, then a girl that grew up in my ward, Mindy. She was the one that invited us to be on this glorious team.

We met up Thursday night for some dinner and grocery shopping.
The next morning we packed up and headed on our way. Of course we had a photo shoot before we left.



And we had to get a backside shot of our shirts.

Now I would like to introduce you to my van. They were the greatest group of girls ever. And obviously all their names are jokes from our little voyage. So they will probably not be funny at all to any of you reading this.

Mindy

Ellen

Liberty

Me

Kim

Martha

Tifney

Like I said the greatest girls out there.

For those of you who don't know about the Wasatch Back, it is a relay race from Logan to Park City. It is a total of 192 miles. There are 12 people on a team, two vans with 6 people in each, and each person has 3 different legs. You run it over the course of 2 days, with little sleep (1.5 hours to be exact), no showers, eating along the route, changing in the car, and laughing a lot. It is awesome.

I was runner 7 (the easiest) and Kim was runner 8. I would always pass the slap bracelet to her. We had issues at every exchange. The first time my team wasn't there yet and had to wait a few minutes. The second time Kim forgot her number so she had to pin mine on, and the third time I stepped on her foot right when I slapped the bracelet and fell. Really, we kind of sucked.

My theme of the race was, "You don't have to have a rockin' body to rock the race." On each of our legs we would count how many people we "killed" or passed. I had a total of 68 kills and never got passed once. And on my last leg I passed a cute, done up girl with a skinny little body. My goal the whole leg was to pass her up and to prove that a chubby, make-up-less, boy haired girl can run hard.

And before the last leg we ran into my cute cousin and her hubby, Jenna and Brady.

And there were so many fun times on this race. A lot of them I can't talk about on my blog, a little too inappropriate, but we hardly ever stopped laughing.

At the finish line, Brad and Teri were there to snap a pic of us. It was awesome to hear our names called out and see someone we knew watching us.

And now the whole team. We didn't get much hanging out time with the other van, but we all tried to cross the finish line together.

And here is a photo montage of Kim and I. It wouldn't have been the same without her.

And to the girls in Van 2. You all rock and I miss you all already. Like I said, I had the greatest time and can't wait until next time!