So, Ragnar Relay Cape Cod. Where do I even begin? The fact that I ate more bread in a four-hour period than I had in two weeks (I’m talking heavenly delicious blueberry granola bread from When Pigs Fly)? Or that I got a total of 3 hours’ max of restless sleep? Or that I had three of the hardest runs in my life (or last four years) and pretty much was crying on leg #3, my second 9.6 trek? Or that I had an absolute blast and couldn’t stop laughing the entire trip?
Yeah, I don’t know where to begin either so let’s just start at the beginning. As I mentioned last Friday, I had completed a few of these Ragnar Relays in the past. As a matter of fact, I completed the Wasatch Back Relay, which was the inaugural Ragnar (it started back in 2003). When you tell someone that you are voluntarily paying to run between 15-22 miles and sit in a car for 24+ hours, they will probably think you are insane. I tried again and again to explain what would happen and why it was fun but it turns out you can’t comprehend what will go down on one of these trips – no matter how many posts and articles you read – until you have completed one.