This is too long, and I apologize in advance. If you scroll through and just read the captions, I wouldn't blame you.
As I sit down to write this, I know it will fall short. Ragnar is one of those experiences that defies explanation. If I focus on the running, I'm shortchanging the amazing emotional impact of this race; but, if I focus on the emotional impact alone, this post will meander and make no sense.
One of the women in my online running group told me, "It doesn't matter what you pack as long as you bring a positive attitude." This became my mantra for the entire race, and I think it saved my van. We were all so encouraging, supportive, nurturing, and kind to one another. I never once felt like I needed alone time. I never felt frustrated or annoyed. We had the good luck to mesh perfectly under the pressure of the race. I haven't felt this kind of bond and camaraderie since joining my sorority in college.
|The food I brought. Pro-tip: bananas need to be stored in a hard box or they'll get smooshed all over and become inedible.|
|Two pairs of shoes and a backup running outfit were a must.|
|Everything fit perfectly!|
|Not pictured: a blanket, travel pillow, and beach towel. There's a fine line here between packing the bare minimum and making sure to have all your needs covered!|
We left for Miami in the early evening and arrived for the safety briefing just half an hour before it ended. On the road, we experienced our first taste of Ragnar as a van of men honked and flashed us as they drove by. During the ride we realized everyone in our van works in (or used to work in) education. Can you guess how we bonded so quickly?
|We decorated the van in a Cracker Barrel parking lot. Ours was pathetic compared to some of the ones we saw!|
|That's right, Sarah. We're running ALL OF THAT!|
We arrived at our hotel to discover that they hadn't realized there was a giant race in town and had overbooked. We had no rooms.
Luckily, Kristin knows some secret codes and we were transferred to a nicer hotel for free...but we soon discovered they, too, were overbooked. Finally, we figured out a way to fit 12 women into three hotel rooms (with six in ours!) and got some rest before the big day.
This could have been a disaster, but positive thinking prevailed and none of us were the worse for wear after this ordeal.
8:00am. We're at the starting line, using the bathroom for a millionth time, quickly becoming used to the treacherous conditions that are porta-potties. (We should have kept track of how many times we used the bathroom. Our rule became: if there is a toilet available, USE IT.)
|Van 1 before our 8am start. L-R: Trisha, Sarah, me, Meg, Kristin, Margie.|
|The starting line!|
Kristin was our first runner. This was all new to us. We'd never done Ragnar before and hoped our plan for meeting each other at the exchanges worked out. We had decided weeks ago to use a GPS tracking app made for families, and it worked like a charm.
|Kristin takes off!|
At exchange 2, I got to meet Laura, a member of that same previously-mentioned online running group. By the time the first exchange passed, things began to flow smoothly. We now understood how to find the next exchange, meet our runner, pass the bracelet, etc.
|Meg and Kristin at the exchange. This is basically how they all work.|
|Laura and me!|
The major downfall was the heat. Our lovely Florida winter had melted into an early spring, and we dealt with temperatures in the 80s both days.
Hilariously, on our way to meet Sarah at the end of her run, we missed her because she ran faster than we could drive through traffic! (Blame the bad Miami traffic and credit her awesome speed!)
|Margie running to the exchange to meet Sarah, who had been waiting there for a few minutes already.|
Thursday flew by in a weird blur...The day felt simultaneously like the longest day of my life and also the shortest. It was insane how fast those six legs seemed to go.
When it was time for my first run, I barely had time to strap on my water and set my Nike+ before Trisha got to our exchange. She slapped the bracelet on and off I went! My first leg was a mere 2.7 miles, but the heat made it tough. While I killed the first mile in 9:16, I got stuck at two long traffic lights that added six minutes to my time. Still, I finished in just under 28 minutes, which was exactly where we had planned for my pace to be.
|...I'm on my way!|
|Coming in to the exchange to meet Tracey!|
|Tracey's on, and van 1 is done!|
(Something I learned from Ragnar is that conditions may not be perfect, but sometimes you have no choice. Do I like running in 85 degree heat while the sun blasts me? No. But I did it, and I was awesome. We all were.)
After our van finished round one, we stopped at a BJs to eat. By this time we were all exhausted and hungry, but none of us ever seemed to crack under the stress. We were accommodating and understanding, and once we ate, any hint of a sour attitude disappeared. Food is magic. The handicapped stall felt like a luxurious bath-house. I "bathed" with baby wipes, changed clothes, and devoured a gluten free pepperoni pizza.
Thursday Night/Friday Morning
At this point, our van's decorations were becoming a symbol for our bodies.
|Night gear: check!|
Our next round began at the Homestead-Miami Speedway. We partook in some glorious free massages while we waited for van 2 to meet us.
|Kristin is clearly super excited!|
|Yes, my IT band took two masseurs to work out. I was cool with it.|
These nighttime runs were a different kind of challenge than our early runs. Kristin ran through pitch-dark urban streets and past a penitentiary. Meg and Sarah ran on a dusty, rocky canal road. Margie killed a 12 mile bridge run. Trisha ran down dark, slanted sidewalks. My 7.8-miler began just before 2am.
|Meg and Sarah on the canal road.|
If I hadn't had time to stop at 7-11 to pick up a Starbucks Double Shot Espresso, I would've been toast. But the caffeine set in just when I needed it, plus I got a surprise pick-me-up.
|Best. Surprise. Ever.|
Throughout the run, I passed vans from other teams. They cheered for and high-fived me, prompted me to overtake the runners ahead of me, and kept me going when I felt my energy waning. The feeling of fellowship and connection is indescribable.
|Matt found me just in time for my second leg!|
|Trish and I look like robots!|
At the end of my run - when I had overtaken those runners ahead of me I mentioned before - there was some confusion. Apparently our team was behind on time and we were concerned about finishing before the finish line closed. But van 1 was done, and it was up to van 2 to figure out what needed to be done.
We had other fish to fry. Margie had been throwing up since returning from her run. We had planned ahead to get a hotel in Marathon near our morning exchange with runner 12. Meg drove the rest of us, who were basically comatose, and we took desperately fast showers and passed out for a mere three hours of sleep.
This was the most brilliant thing we could ever have done. Somehow three hours revitalized us. We awoke feeling strong and pumped. Margie felt worlds better. We were looking forward to our final round of runs!
We arrived at our final exchange much earlier than necessary. When Kristin finally got to run, she was so excited to get going she took off with a scream. She PR'd her distance and set us all off on the right foot.
|Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed! Ready to rock it!|
|Daniella hands off to Kristin, and the final round is upon us!|
Meg had volunteered to run the 7 Mile Bridge (part of a 9 mile stretch) in honor of her dad, who passed away last year. By the time she ran at 9:30, it was already cloudless and nearing 85 degrees. But she persevered and owned that bridge and came in right at the estimated time.
Sarah took off for her own 10 mile bridge run in that same heat. She never carries water, and we were worried, but as usual she showed us what an awesome runner she is by coming in under her estimated time.
Margie's final leg was four miles without van support (we weren't allowed to stop and bring her water) but by this time all sorts of vans and good Samaritans were stopping to hand water out their car windows. We were able to provide some ice water to her and some other runners.
Trisha ran her last five miles to meet me for my final leg; it was a virtual exchange, so when I saw her across the street, I just bolted. I was so hyped up and ready to get it done.
|I would've liked my entire run to be this shady. No such luck.|
|Excited and ready to go!|
|Some more of my view as I came to the halfway point.|
I plowed through my first mile at an 8:58 pace, ignoring the heat. When my path turned onto US-1 and I was running on asphalt, the only thing distracting me from the baking heat was the simple truth that the faster you run, the faster it's over. I couldn't let my team down. I dug deep to keep my pace fast.
As I neared the exchange, I saw the woman in front of me dancing and waving her arms at her teammates; she thought she had finished and was golden. I knew, in that moment, that I had to catch her. I stealthily closed our distance. I stalked her like a puma. When I was within sprinting range, BAM! I struck. I took off like a rocket, grinning maniacally, and finished to shouts of, "How is that even possible?!" from my teammates.
|We did it!|
|106 kills total, baby!|
|Placing the final check-mark.|
Matt had made it to the finish there, too. We took photos at our final exchange number and trekked back to the van. I was elated. I had done it. I had run all three of my legs, given it my all, and accomplished something insane.
We all did.
After some deliberation, we went to eat before changing. We had drinks and lunch at the Conch Republic in Key West, then found our hotel (an adorable old house called Courtney's Place) and got ready for the finish line.
|A much-deserved margarita to celebrate!|
|Shuttling to the finish!|
We met van 2 at the finish in perfect timing to meet Daniella as she finished her last leg and led us through the archway. We were Ragnarians!
|Girls Gone Miles brings it home! 198 miles, done!|
We placed 6th out of 12 in our division and the race took our team just over 34 hours.
|Adding my name to the wall.|
|Sarah and Meg sign the wall.|
|The whole team! R-L: Kristin, Lisa, Margie, Daniella, Sarah, Shannon, Chelsea, me, Mari, Tracey, Meg, and Trisha.|
|Van 1, feeling good!|
|We made it!|
We had dinner at Burgerfi, took photos at the 0-mile marker, and collapsed into bed. I'm not sure who those people are that can really party after Ragnar, but we weren't it. We were wiped!
It's amazing how the smallest things can make your day. Gas station coffee...Honking at a runner to encourage them, and then realizing belatedly they're not running Ragnar...A perfectly timed comment that sends everyone into hysterics...Discussion of how to pee while running...Becoming "bona fide serial killers"...Off-roading in a mini van...Walking around with rolls of toilet paper and asking to bum some from complete strangers. (Seriously, where else but at races do you see this?!) Hearing, "Good job, Runner!" from dozens of strangers...Watching your teammates cry from happiness and pride, embrace bloody feet, and sharing in someone's greatest accomplishment...Realizing in the middle of my late-night run that I had trained for this exact situation, with a 3-miler back-to-back with an 8-miler
...Seeing Matt on my longest leg.
Ready for some deep thoughts? Here we go.
The point of Ragnar is to see how far you can push yourself, to overcome, to be strong. Giving up because you're tired isn't acceptable. That's the whole point. You run. It hurts. You finish. You don't die. You realize how strong you are.
You do it for the team.
On my last run, as my legs threatened to buckle after so little sleep and so many miles in such a short time, it wasn't the promise I had made to myself that kept me going. At least, it wasn't that alone. It was knowing that my team needed me to leave it all out there for them. I felt responsible for them. I wanted to give them my best and make it count.
|Staying positive is key.|
I am filled with gratitude and love for every person who helped me get to this point. I can't put into words how much the encouragement of my family and friends has bolstered me and helped me to realize that I've done something great here. (And yes, I know just how lucky I am to have a husband who will drive 5 hours to the Keys to catch brief glimpses of me during a race.)
I was worried Ragnar might burn me out, but to the contrary, I'm actually more motivated than ever. My legs feel amazing. I am so ready to run my half this weekend to celebrate my birthday.
I can't wait to do another Ragnar. Maybe I'll even do the ultra next time. If this sounds even a little bit interesting to you, I can't urge you strongly enough. DO IT.
I knew this would be an amazing post....and it is. These types of relay runs just amaze me for the strength that everyone shows. Good on ya girl!!!!ReplyDelete
I can't recommend it highly enough. I learned so much about myself!Delete
Congratulations! I never ran anything like this but now I feel like I did! ps. You are a super organized packer! Isn't it fun to lay everything out before a race?? I'm glad I can read posts like this and live vicariously through your adventures... I could never do something like this. I am such a loner...ReplyDelete
I've found that the farther away I'm willing to travel for races, the better packer I become! It was SO fun and cathartic to label all the bags and get them set up.Delete
I'm a little bit of a loner, too, and I joined this team on a whim knowing only ONE other person. Seriously, I can't express how lucky I felt to mesh with everyone so well because usually I'm an introvert who's pretty hard to open up.
Yes, yes, yes!!!! So glad you had a great Ragnar!!!!!! I running Ragnar Adirondacks in September and can't wait.ReplyDelete
I'll bet that will be BEAUTIFUL!!!! Enjoy it!!!Delete
I live in this area! Hopefully I will be able to cheer some runners on! I remember them doing it last year and it was fun to see all the vans and runners!!!Delete
good for you Ali! Really incredible.ReplyDelete
This sounds like it was such a great experience. I'm glad everyone in your van remained kind and collected throughout your grueling race. We must be nearly birthday twins. I celebrate another year on Monday.ReplyDelete
It really does say something for my teammates that they stayed so calm and kind during the moments of high stress. I'm the 15th! Like I always say, the best birthdays are in February! hahaDelete
Oh that is super awesome!!! I've done a few relays and they are always crazy fun :D you smoked your legs! I can't wait to hear about your birthday 1/2 .....good luck!ReplyDelete
I'm definitely hooked! It's a totally different kind of race and breaks up the monotony of normal races, for sure.Delete
Congratulations on finishing Ragnar!!!! It's on my bucket list of things to do. We were supposed to do one in November, but the stars didn't align. I cannot believe you are doing a half this weekend! You are a beast!ReplyDelete
It definitely takes a LOT of planning ahead. I couldn't believe it when I realized I'd been planning this for a YEAR!Delete
This looks and sounds like SO MUCH FUN! I'm a solitary runner, but I think I would love to do Ragner just one time for the bonding experience. Plus you and your friends look so awesome that I want to be just like you! :) I loved all of your pictures and story... I teared up a little bit, haha. I'm such a sap for a good, inspirational story! CONGRATS! Great job to you and your whole team!ReplyDelete
There were a lot of tears in our van, but they were all good ones. We were all so emotional and proud of ourselves!Delete
I don't know how you ever put into words what you cannot possibly put into words. Great recap, I am so proud to say I was part of this life changing experience!ReplyDelete
I honestly feel like I left SO much out and didn't catch everything important...I guess some moments just can't be captured in words! <3Delete
So very cool! Loved all the details too. Way to go!ReplyDelete
YOU ROCK MY WORLD!!!!!! I LOVED THIS POST! Congrats on your newest accomplishment! This is amazing!!!! I loved reading about your experience and emotions! Great job Ali!!!!!ReplyDelete
It was such a different kind of race...really worth it! :o)Delete
I set aside time to read this recap, because I wanted to make sure I read your experience, and not mine. I'm SO happy that you got so much out of this race!! It sounds like an amazing experience. Yeah, I've heard a few people want to be an ultra team- it is cooler :) Sleeping in a hotel sounded like a wonderful recharge. And I can't believe the heat!! Sigh. Great... now I want to run Ragnar again.ReplyDelete
I think a sub-30 team would be amazing!!Delete
Figures the heat would creep back up during this race, and immediately after it's back into the high 50s. I guess Florida decided to REALLY give us a challenge.
I hope to join a team for Ragnar Key West next year, it looks like a really really great time! Seems like you had a really motivating team too. Thanks for sharing this with us all and all the awesome pics, just makes me want to to this relay race more!ReplyDelete
I'm glad you enjoyed it! I can't recommend it highly enough. It's quite the experience!Delete
I did my first Ragnar in Chicago in June, totally loved it and cant wait to do my next one! Key West sounds like a great time, that is going on my bucket list!!ReplyDelete
It's seriously life-changing, isn't it?! Napa Valley and the Adirondacks are on my bucket list for Ragnar.Delete
This was a great read!! I'm definitely coming back to check this out when it gets closer. What did you pack in the ziplock baggies?? Ragnar seems intense, but I think you're right- being positive will be key!! Can't wait for my ragnar now! :DReplyDelete
The ziplock bags each held a running outfit. This way they took up less space and once they were sweaty I could zip them in there and they wouldn't contaminate the car lol! I labeled the bags "leg 1"'etc so I always knew which to grab. I also packed toiletries in a ziplock.Delete
I hope you have a great time. It's so fun! Feel free to ask me any questions as you think of them!