My first race with the current National Adventure Race Champions, team MOAT, was everything I hoped it could be. Besides getting off track 10 minutes here or there, the race was smooth and steady. We seemed to take the normal approach to the race, as Shaun was on time at being late. Carlos was flying on the run. Leslie was complaining all the time, more of a ritual than actually hurting. Even Dr. Dave was out in support, riding a bling bling single speed.
The bike and run went very good, a steady base tempo was all that we needed. The canoe was cool in a 4 person boat, but the hurt left chest muscle made it hard to paddle correctly on the left side. And then my weakest event was even pretty good. The 400 foot zipline of doom..... it started just below the stratusphere where the platform stood, and the view was incredible, I could see my house from where I was. And you gotta keep in mind that we were over 60 miles from the house, that is how high up we were. I got attached to the zipline, and the guy who was helping me was telling me, I got you blah blah blah, yadda yadda yadda.....anyhow, I tell him to get out of the way, my nerve was up and I needed to jump now. And so I did. It surely wasn't as bad as last years, crying and shaking at the top.
Afterwards, we had fun talking about the race, poking fun at what we did, and eating some of mom's chicken tortilla soup(which was the hit of the day!), and Leslie downed about half of the cookie tin again.
3 comments:
I'm jealous; you got a MOAT shirt!
You notice that I'm a red shirt freshman huh?
It's better than no shirt at all!
So what, racing with Two Tired isn't worth mentioning? I thought I was something more than just a "brother" to you?!?!?
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