Linds on one of her brutal hils...

Gotta love the van art...

Shower anyone?

Well, we made it! We completed the 202 mile race in about 31 hours. There were a total of 112 teams who signed up for the race. What a group of people... The runner's/volunteer's spirits made the race a memory we will never forget. Here are some of my favorite team names...

• We're probably cheating...(our team name)
  
• We Thought This Was A 10k
  
• Team Rx
  
• 120 Dead Toenails
  
• The Faster We Run, The Faster We Drink
  
• 3 Dudes and 18 Boobs
  
• Huff-n-Puffs
  
• intrigued by fatigue
  
• Spandex Sprinters

I am proud to say that no one walked during the race legs either. What a brutal day and a half it was. The most challening part of the race was trying to fit in sleep. Our vans first leg started at around 2 p.m on Friday and we ran until around 7 that evening. We then had about 5 hours to get to our next starting point (about 30 miles ahead), grab some food, and try to catch a few winks of sleep. We were back running again just after midnight and continued until about 5 a.m. We then had about 4 more hours until our next stint. We caught a little sleep and some food and started running again around 10:30 a.m on Saturday morning. Needless to say it was a long and rough 36 hours.

Lindsey 8 mile leg was probably the most difficult leg of the entire race. We all were under the impression that Florida is flat... We found out that Zephryhills is not flat like the rest of the state. Linds had about 4 killer hills that were about .5-1.0 miles long each from start to finish. She was a trooper and made the 8 miles like a champ. The bloody sock pictures are the result of her eight mile leg. I made it also! My last 8 mile leg (after running 6.6 and 6.8 miles) was especially brutal. With about 1 mile left to go, I got passed up by a guy dressed as a Ninja. He was in all black and both long sleeve shirt and pants... Maybe that is why he was running so fast!

This race definitely made us question our sanity. Who pays money to have the trash kicked out of them like this? Umm... I guess we do. I think everyone on our teams will put the running shoes up for a little while... Now we just gotta start looking for our next adventure.

Nate

Lindsey's feet after her brutal 8 mile leg


Each tick mark represented a runner we passed during our legs

(we didn't subtract from those who passed us)

Sleep? Who needs it?


Just about to start our second leg of runs at just past midnight... (Above)

Me just before my 2 a.m 6.6 mile leg (Below)