Long version:
On the longest day of the year, Brad and I always do something crazy with friends. (2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2013)
We started planning our sixth Solstice Stupidity right after last year's fun, and when I saw a local relay called "EPIC" - on solstice weekend - I KNEW we had our next adventure!
EPIC Oregon is like the famous Hood to Coast relay but newer, smaller and goes from Beaverton to Eugene over a 187-mile course.
Over the next months, we recruited friends to join our team of 12 plus drivers and volunteers. Some committed and then changed their minds and some committed and then got injured. Most (including Brad and me) had no relay experience! When June finally arrived, we were ready:
Van #1 - Connie, Marc, Elise, Gretchen, Susan, Emily and driver Jeremy
Van #2 - Liz, Brad, Jeffrey, Christi, Diane, Deb and driver Rodger
Eryn, Randy and Monica agreed to be our volunteers, covering an early-morning shift at Exchange 28. (We had to provide three or pay a fee so they could hire workers)
Our team, Solstice Stupidity, met a few times to iron out the details, but our adventure began for real when some of us went to the van-decorating party Wednesday evening 6/18 at Road Runner Sports in Tualatin. We ate free pizza and used their window markers to beautify Van #2, which we were able to borrow at no cost to us.
At registration, each runner submitted his/her 10K time. Organizers used those times to determine how long our team would take to complete the course, then they back timed to determine our start times. We were at 8:30 a.m. Friday - the third wave. That means we weren't the slowest!! :)
Van #1:
Van #2 gathered a little while later to load our van and drive to the first vehicle exchange in St. Paul. We got there nice and early and hung out while Van #1 wrapped up their first legs.
Christi and Diane:
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Van #1 pulled in, Emily soon followed on foot, the snap bracelet was passed, and Deb took off for her first leg. Van #2 was off!
Brad ran next, then Diane, Jeffrey, me and Christi. We jumped in the van, drove ahead a couple miles, pulled over, jumped out, cheered on our runner, jumped back in the van. Repeat. Over and over and over. That's why I have no pictures: We were too busy!
Inside the van was declared a "no-vomit zone" and a "judgement-free zone". We whooooo'd and giggled the ENTIRE time. We cheered for each other and all other runners/van on the road.
Everyone was hitting their estimates fairly close, and I was nervous that I would be the first one to blow it. Totally stupid because it didn't matter. We were all out there to just do our own thing and have fun.
It was hot and sunny when I finally took a turn. My first leg was listed as 4.72 fairly flat miles. I finished at 4:04 p.m. in just under 43 minutes - a 9:08 average and 2 minutes faster than my estimate. I kept it comfortable, not wanting to blow it early. It was a good run on country roads. I was passed toward the end by two half-naked guys running really fast.
Oh, and I came around the corner and saw my van pulled over and my teammates chillin' on the grass next to a blueberry farm. They cheered their hearts out, but I thought it was kinda rude to be lying on the grass while I was dying in the heat ;)
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| Courtesy: Rodger |
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While Christi ran, we waited at an elementary school playground :)
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Gretchen takes the bracelet from Christi:
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During the dark hours, we tried to stay closer to our runner, though the narrow country roads made it harder than we'd hoped. But everyone stayed safe and happy, especially Diane who loved her overnight run.
I've never run in the middle of the night like that and was again nervous to take my turn. Jeffrey was running really fast and flew down the I-5 overpass to our group waiting in the gas station parking lot on Highway 34. I took a deep breath, grabbed the bracelet and started running.
I have to say, that run was awesome! The temp was perfect, and I had a huge, flat shoulder to run on next to the highway. Because it's 4+ lanes along there, I never felt too close to the highway traffic. Though I did wonder what so many people were doing out at 1:30 a.m.!
My leg was effortless and fun. Good songs came on my iPod, and I just smiled the whole time. I had a great run and understood why Diane was so happy after her leg.
My second leg was listed at 5.73 miles. I finished at 2:15 a.m. in 58 minutes - a 9:41 average.
Christi ran after me, and we drove ahead and waited for her at the next vehicle exchange at Corvallis High School.
Lots of other teams were sleeping, and we debated crashing at Corvallis or at the next vehicle exchange so we'd be ready in the "morning". We made the choice to stay where we were, so at about 3:30 a.m., Rodger, Deb and Christi curled up in the van while Brad, Diane, Jeffrey and I laid out our sleeping bags on a tarp in a field.
I slept hard, not waking until the sun started to come up. I opened my eyes long enough to see the gorgeous sunrise in the east, then fell back asleep.
I sat up a little while later, looked around and saw that the field around us was completely empty. The parking lot? Also empty. It was the most surreal experience. I grabbed my watch to make sure we hadn't overslept. Did the Apocalypse happen while we were sleeping?? Did the other teams know something we didn't??
No, we were right on schedule. It was 6 a.m. and we'd gotten a precious 2.5 hours of sleep. I felt great - ready to tackle the rest of the day and our last legs.
We quickly loaded the van and drove to a Harrisburg cafe for breakfast (can't for the life of me remember the name...). The restaurant was great and the server was terrific! It was a good rest before hitting the road.
On our way to Harrisburg, Van #2 stopped at Exchange 28 to say hi to our volunteers. Eryn, Randy and Monica were working hard to keep track of each team that came through their stop.
We arrived at the Harrisburg vehicle exchange and saw sleeping bags all over the grass next to the parking lot. We definitely made the right choice to sleep in Corvallis!
Soon, our Van #1 friends arrived to hand off. In came Emily and out went Deb for one final leg.
My turn finally came at 11:20 a.m. in Coburg. I took the sweaty snap bracelet from Jeffrey and started my last leg. It was warm and sunny, but I felt good.
I cruised through town and then followed the highway south. I could see I-5 to my left, and cars whizzed by me on my right. It was a long, straight, sorta sucky stretch, but I was determined to finish strong.
Then I suddenly got hit with a side ache! I'm certain it's from my eating being "off". Normally I eat specific things before a run and I have specific bathroom habits. Years of experience have taught me how to avoid side aches, but our schedule forced me out of my routine.
I slowed down and tried to run through it, but it was really painful. I was getting ready to take a walk (my first of the weekend) when I spotted my van ahead by a cool bridge. I decided to run until I got to them.
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I slowed to a walk and told them my trouble. They were all really supportive. Christi yelled out the window, "There's no shame in walking!" I LOVE my non-judging teammates :)
I walked until I got it under control, then I ran really slowly. Eventually, I reached the outskirts of Eugene and my ache disappeared. I kicked it up as best I could, and when I saw a woman approaching from behind, I vowed to drop her. And I did!
I almost missed the turn off the highway but saw the sign at the last minute and ran across traffic to make the right. Knowing the finish was just around the corner and knowing this was my last leg, I kicked with all I had left. Rodger caught the handoff:
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| Courtesy: Rodger |
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I took just a couple minutes to cool down, then we had to jump back in the van to get to the finish. We pulled over once to cheer on Christi, and I stayed in the van to change out of my sweaty clothes.
Then we busted it to Alton Baker Park to meet up with Van #1 and wait for Christi. Here she comes!
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Eryn was done with her early-morning duties and met us at the finish line.
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Sounds like EPIC needs to reevaluate their estimation formula if everyone was ahead.
So tired but feeling so good:
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The finish line was no different. We finished, got our medals and then wondered around not sure what to do. It was very different from other races I've done. There were a couple of sponsored snacks and a tiny jug of water. Then there was the beer garden and a food cart with food for sale.
Eryn and I didn't have our ID but convinced the security guard to let us sit with our friends while they drank their free beer.
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But we were hungry and hit up Track Town Pizza for some refueling:
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And Rodger deserves special recognition for his rock-star driving. Rodger was supposed to run until he was sidelined by injury. Instead of bagging it, he volunteered to drive us hooligans around for two days. He set the tone for our positive, party atmosphere, cheering out the front window for everyone. I felt his energy, and I know everyone else did, too! Words cannot express how important he was to our team. Thanks, Rodger!!! (Plus, he's the only one who took more than a couple pictures!)
I am so very glad that we did this relay! It was an amazing experience. I do regret not getting to spend more time with Van #1. Connie did a terrific job heading up that half of the team, but I really missed getting to mingle with the others. I wish we could have at least celebrated together at the end.
In all, I ran about 15.5 miles. Wanting to pace myself, I ran conservatively and kept it comfortable. My body survived just fine and I was just very tired over the next week - from the lack of sleep.
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And not wanting the stupidity to end, Brad, Jeffrey, Sheri and I went out again Sunday afternoon for Portland's monthly Sunday Bike Parkways. The causal, 9.5-mile bike ride in north Portland served as a good recovery workout.
