Sometimes you make dumb decisions and commit to another Ragnar.
I blame the double medal.
If you run Ragnar: Wasatch Back and Ragnar: Vegas in the same year, you get the Saints to Sinner medal.
Stupid medal.
Because seeing this sign 3 different times... doesn't make anyone happy.
I convinced my dear friend, Keri to run with me.
She had never done a Ragnar or actually heard much about it.
She was a champ.
She was a saint.
I would have poked my eyes out without this darling gal.
We all rode in one van, so that left limited room.
We will told to pack light.
Keri and I did just that.
Which left us wandering the streets of Vegas in our sweats.
Classy.
We had a 3:00am wake up call and were at the starting line at 4:30am.
Talk about early.
Because Keri and I were runner 11&12.
Which meant, we had a good 12 hours until our first run.
That left us to entertain ourselves.
Tats were obviously a good choice.
Shows we are tough.
Hardcore.
And lots and lots of pictures.
And SnapChats. (Sorry, if you were the receiver of all the pictures and videos)
And Bubble Gum Blowing contests.
Keri is hands down the winner.
Every time.
We had so much fun that during a dance party, right before my first run, this happened.
Makes for a fun story.
And it is just my luck.
When someone gets up at 3:00am and doesn't sleep much the night before, you get a little crazy.
This was at 8:00pm. It easily felt like 3:00am.
Keri and I took our turn driving and entertained ourselves and the entire van.
We survived by always having a coke after every run.
As Keri says, "It's a life style."
Our 2nd run, was in the middle of the night.
I started my run at 3:15am.
It was a quick 3 miler, but I was exhausted and so excited to be able to sleep some without having to worry about a run in a couple of hours.
We passed out and woke up refreshed and ready to go!
This picture makes me laugh, so hard.
Keri was snapping and so was I.
I turned to show her in my video and this was the face I got.
Love this picture.
It's a framer.
This was right before my final run.
My last run was scheduled to be 7.3 miles of intense hills.
But Ragnar lied and it was almost 8.5 miles.
It tested me mentally and physically.
I had never been so happy to see a finish line and my team there to run in with me.
We finished!
This one was a little more fulfilling because I was able to run better because I wasn't dealing with a torn ligament.
Thankfully my knee didn't bother me at all this time.
It has pushed me to do things that I normally don't enjoy.
I don't enjoy running, but I do feel accomplished after.
I am thankful everyday for Keri.
She is a gift from my Zach and is my rock.
I'm so glad we did this together and were able to be nut jobs in the back of the van together.
Ragnar Vegas: See you... NEVER!