Too Elite to Quit! Beeothes!
I just woke up from the week long nap I had to take after the epicness that was Hood to Coast with Team Nuun.
|where's the |
It was effing awesome. Like a sleepover on wheels where you get to shake the sillys out every few hours. I picture my entire van falling asleep as soon as my annoying hyped up face left the car. "Finally that weird muppet is gone, we can get some shut eye." Nerves and excitement make me act like a 12-year-old on a pixie stick high. I loved my van-mates and hopefully the feeling is mutual. 30 hours of Sarah is ... a lot of Sarah.
I was on Team Night, van 2. We rolled out of Seattle around 11am and arrived at the circus (aka Sandy, Oregon) which was already in full swing. Hood to Coast legends "Dead Jocks in a Box" were there rooftop coffin and all. Along with about a million buzzing runners ready to get on the road.
My van was revved and ready, getting tatted up in the Safeway parking lot and mingling with the other Nuunies.
|jump if you're hydrated|
Meet Team Night Van Two
Sweats (Emily: mileage eating, beer slugging mama)
Katie (purple haired rebel, ready to make you laugh and ready to make roadkills)
Harmony Love (the name says it all, except it's missing the word GUTS and JOY. I've never seen miles run with more joy or guts than this gal)
Megan (badass copilot, badass runner)
Kelsey (sweet as peach iced tea but ready to get 'mean' on the road).
|hlove, sweats, starfish, may-may-fay-fay, katierunsthis (running:kelsey) early am, field|
|kelsey gets some misty early am miles!!|
|stretch it out (fist shake at hurley boys in the background)|
|split leg photo bombers everywhere!!|
|i'm not good at hand-offs|
|sparkle blur (6:13 average pace around 6.7 miles?)|
|creatures of the night, bearded split leg shorts creatures|
|wooo hoooooooo! (6:13 pace 5 miles)|
During my run the van was hassled by some crabby elites. The Nature Boys elite team said they were driving too slow. RUDE! I just had to respond the abuse. So we all thought of some real gems to write on the van as a rebuttal to the Nature Boys. Sadly for me, Beeotches proved too hard to spell. Over and over. As I tried to correct it. Spelling is real, real hard. So I suppose those Nature Boyz had the last laugh, but we had the hardest laugh.
|hooked on funics|
|yay! - funner (run + fun)|
|where the f*** are my carrot sticks? -elite|
|both may-may and HLove are too elite to quit.|
My 3rd leg was hot and I was toast. I drank about 1/2 a bottle of Maalox, a bottle of Nuun and a RedBull and just hoped I would make it.
|here I am looking like a spooked llama in a skirt. (6:45 8 mile-ish)|
I am so thankful that I had this experience. Like I said, I was spoiled by Nuun. They took care of every detail so we could focus on running and enjoying each others company. It was a honor to represent them on the course. There were so many other brands that hooked us up from GNC to Picky Bars to Sparkle Skirts, Swiftwick and Tough Chik. I was floored by the support.
|post race swim and photo fun|
|post race celebration|