Several months ago, I heard about a relay race here in my
own valley. I asked my boss about
putting together a team to represent the gym we work at and she loved it. I started putting together a team of
instructors and then I found out I was pregnant and got sick enough I quit
running for a few weeks. Fortunately, by
the time race day rolled around, I had started easing back in. So I felt under prepared, but excited about
the race. Our team ended up being a mix
of instructors and members, including me at 14 weeks pregnant, another runner
at 22 weeks pregnant and another runner who is super fast but recruited only a
week before the race. But we chatted it
up as a fun, non competitive, just-in-it-for-fun experience. We designed and ordered team shirts and was
really excited by the time race day came.
We had such a great time!
The girls I ran with were SO much fun.
We laughed and teased and cheered.
I LOVED this race. It was much smaller than the relays I've done previously, with 6 person teams running 50 miles around our valley.
Our first few runners led the pack, immediately taking first place until
the two pregnant runners slowed us down a bit.
On our second legs, the speedy girls snuck us into first again averaging
between 7 and 8 minute miles (way faster than they had anticipated) and then
the pregnant girls slowed us a bit again, averaging 11 to 12 minute miles. By then, the girls sassy competitive sides
had come out, realizing we had a chance to place. So I pushed harder in my second leg, offering
my last (and fortunately shortest leg) to another runner. In doing this, our team kept the lead and
took first place! We ran across the
finish line together to the rather empty finish line party. We received our finisher medals and first
place batons, took team pictures, devoured pizza and promised to run it
together again next year.
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