We're done! A big thanks goes out to the Sexy Chicken for being our team's relay baton these past 28 hours. She bravely weathered wind, darkness and sweat to hold onto our timing bracelet for every exchange.
Being a consummate professional she didn't join us in a shot of Wild Turkey after each run (except our driver). Van 2 only. We were way funner than Van 1.
We're buying her beers now, though.
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Well. My part, anyway. I only ran twice so I went all out for my last leg. It was a blast.
We still have 8 more runners to go. It's such a fun race, it's a shame there was the accident.
My favorite team: Fast Food. A group of exuberant 20-somethings with outstanding food costumes. They are a riot and cheer hard for everyone. They also love that our team baton is the Sexy Chicken – a rubber chicken in a bikini. Some of you CuteOverloaders know what I'm talking about 🙂
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This was early on. After my 6.7 mile run, mostly uphill with a nice (not) headwind, I'm not looking quite so refreshed. I did keep my pace overall – w00t!
But I'm having a fantastic time so far. All the teams are having fun, we're cheering each other on and some of the vans are cracking me up. The Knights of the Buffet Table have a giant knife and fork on the back, crossed like swords and bedecked with white lights so their team can find them at night. Hilarious!
Our last runner just started so we'll soon get a break, stretch our legs and maybe, just maybe get some sleep while Van 1 is on the run.
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I had a nice post with a nice picture, but things have changed. Someone was hit by a car and was med-evacced (sp?) out.
The race was put on hold but now we're starting up again, all 350 teams at the same place. It's pretty chaotic right now and our team is trying to figure out how to finish.
The organizers skipped our second section and we thought we would do Van 1's next run. But some of them scheduled things for this morning and are all in a tizzy about changing the original plan. For Pete's sake, someone might have died! Suck it up!
Word is the guy ran across the road to give water to a teammate. Often vans will stop along the way to act like a water station. The victim may have stepped right in a front of a vehicle. At that time of night it may have been another race van. We don't know that yet.
I'd be good with calling the whole thing off. Mostly I'll do whatever the team decides. So onward. I do want to run again, my 6.7 miles was brutal but I did well. I'm feeling okay for being severely sleep deprived.
My heart goes out to everyone involved in the accident.
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Van #2 is en route to collect me from work and then it's off to the races! It'll be a fun time, once I get the first 6.7 miles out of the way.
I'm not bring my bberry charger because I won't have access to an electrical outlet. I may or may not be moblobbing from the road. Actually, as poor shape as I'm in I'll be one big moblob. Blobbity Blobbity down the highway in the middle of the night.
Have a great weekend, peeps! Oh – it's supposed to be cold and rainy tomorrow. Nice.
I'm runner #9 if you care to follow along from home. We should finish around 5p.m. AZ time tomorrow.
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At some point I'm going to tell you about how everything tried to go wrong for me last Saturday but I faced it all with humor and kindness and was rewarded for it.
I don't feel like being kind today. One of the local TV stations wanted to do segment on the Ragnar that starts today. Actually, some of the teams are already on the road.
Since I'm in Van 2 for our team, How the West Was Run, I arranged to come to work this morning and the team would pick me up on the way to Prescott. One reason is because there's so much stress over here that I thought it best if didn't take off the entire day.
So the TV station asked for our team to be there at 6:45. Fine, that would give me plenty of time since the shoot was at the finish line which close to my house. I get up at 5:45 to take my last real shower for the next few days, do my hair (a little) and then head over. At 7:20, there's no sign of the TV crew so we all leave. I'm hungry and would love a cup o' joe, so at 7:30 I pull into the coffee shop around the corner from my place.
The phone rings. The TV crew is on the way, our captain can't get in touch with anyone else, can I come back? Sure. But any time things start going bad like this, I know things get worse. Nothing good could come of it, but there I am, sitting in heavy traffic – because now everyone else is on the road. The TV crew said they would shoot at 7:50. Fine.
While I was on the way, our captain found another van of people and convinced them to be on TV. I get there and the TV crew putzes around for a while until 8:15 – when they interview the other van.
I was fuming. What a waste. I could have had at least an hour and a half more sleep. I finally get home, pull the rest of my crap together, Miss K comes to pick me up and off we go.
Starving, I get ready to go down to our little lobby cafe and realize – my wallet is still in my car. I don't think I need it, but it was just another pain to deal with. I've asked Miss K to get it so it won't be sitting there all weekend. It's out of sight, but still.
THEN – one of our team members has arranged for an earlier start time. Keep in mind it will take us two hours to get to where we're going. So now my team will be picking me up an hour earlier than planned. WTF did I even bother with trying to be here in the first place????
AAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And I'm still hungry. My co-workers are loaning me money so I can get some food. What a fricking day. It has to get better from here on out, right?
Right? Please?
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Because I can't deal with more drama this week today.
From the Huffington Post, some creepy classifieds and funny headlines.
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I mentioned in my first post o' my Big Day of Bah! that I was to have lunch with a flakey friend. It would be our fourth attempt since the beginning of the year to catch up. We didn't end up going to lunch because he was dealing with being accused by his wife of having an affair.
With me.
She thought this because she went into his gmail account and found this hot exchange.
Me: "Did we ever reschedule lunch?"
Him: "Wednesday."
Me: "What time? Where?"
Him: "Can you come closer to downtown? Maybe El Mexican Place?" <— all identifying names have been changed.
Me: "What's the parking situation?"
I've met her on numerous occasions and she's the only person I've ever thought of as a shrew. I saw that without malice. She hates all of his female friends and doesn't even seem to like him all that much, either.
So when he called me and told me that she had been in his email, thought we were having an affair, probably not the best time to go to lunch, he sounded tired and resigned. I rolled my eyes, wished him luck with all that and went to lunch by myself and read the paper. It was also affair-free.
I feel bad for him, but it was the funniest thing to happen to me all day.
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I don't even know where to start.
Cut education farther – we only have one or two spots to go before we're last!
More guns!
Revoke promised solar industry incentives!
Legalize the most dangerous of fireworks!
Governor and majority of legislature both Republican but won't talk to each other!
Guns in bars!
No one will talk to the Democrats!
More knives!
Mine Uranium in the Grand Canyon – the Earth is only 6,000 years old anyway!
Only married people can adopt children even though there aren't enough homes for our kids anyway!
And now this. Why do I even bother trying to convince people this place isn't as assbackward as they read in the paper?
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It Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time 