I paid my Ragnar hundred, as a birthday gift to myself. The next month I was in a car wreck. It's been a long year for my back. In May I asked Kate if she would take my spot, and do the run to represent the Rowley Clan. Ginger and Scott said I could ride along as the cheerleader for the first 6 stretches. Kates first run would be her hardest. I wanted to see her through it. Kates a gym rat she lifts and pulls things and does some cardi ,but she wouldnt call herself a runner.
Thursday night we gathered and drove to Logan for the night of restlessness prior to the race. At 4:30 I heard Jen from her air mattress say out loud "I might as well get up I havent slept anyway." Then Kate chimed in and I snorted . I was also laying there wide awake. Brit told skinny winny that she hogged all te bed?.... hard to believe. But alas we were up. The car was decorated. Energy was high or maybe that was nerves.
We were the loudest fan club at the starting line. This is where we seperated out the true runners. Back in the car Scott is pulling out packets of energy gel and electolite magic tablets for water. Lucky were those new to the sport who had gatorade and a bagel to sustain them. All were glad to have the Livingstons as their guide. Ging took off and made record time, she made it look like a cake walk. Brits temple hill runs paid off, as she cruised up the slopes .
I dont know what kind of physical effort it takes to ascend a peak at 14000 ft. I dont know how you run 4 miles on blistered feet. I have never exerted myself until I was physically sick.
I would have liked a glimpse into the minds of my" 12 Heros" listening as they talked themselves into pushing onward and finsihing thier journey. Even when they believed their was nothing left to give they kept moving. Carrying beyond the break probably because someoene was waiting for them, counting on them, cheering them on. Waving the flag of their success. I'm pretty proud of the 12 of you for accomplishing this amazing race. I said alot of prayers as I knew each of you were running .
I loved Tristans constant updates. Kates stories are priceless. Spooning on the field. Mom as Aunt Molly is running Aunt Wendy is shaking me screaming thats my sister we couldnt believe how fast she was. Uncle Tristan just kept giving me great hugs he is so supportive of me . Mom Aunt Amy is just happy no matter whats going on. I have all new respect for McFrenzy mom she never complains she never stops. Wendy collapsed on me mom her feet were so bad. It just goes on and on....
So the day before the race Kate said that she didnt want to go she didnt think she could do it, she was'nt prepared. Today she is trying to figure out how to follow Aunt Emily to Nampa Valley for another run. Something must change you out there on the road.
By the Way you did it! I knew you could!!!! Way to kick it A style.