Well, another Klondike Road Relay completed. Phew! I’m still of the mind the running does not deserve my time or attention but I am insanely thankful that my 20k leg 8 went better than expected this morning. I was super worried that if my knee (IT band/hamstring/fibula?) acted up I would have to walk and I could take as long as 2:40 to finish. Now, we are anything but a competitive team but still, it sucks to feel you can’t even run because your body hurts.
So I managed a consistent pace and while it hurt (I could feel my hip flexors shouting at me early, around km 7) it wasn’t unmanagemable. I trudged along and, surprisingly, crossed the line in my hunting-themed tshirt (our team was named the “Long-gun Registry Memorial Runners”) in 2:03. Seriously – that was way better than I had hoped. I’m not claiming to be some stellar running athlete (no, those folks sprinted past me on a pretty regular basis) but I can genuinely say I was pleased with my time – especially given my lack of focused preparation.
Now that I have stopped moving, however, there has been time to let my hip flexors really stiffen up and my knee is throbbing. I also have a ginormous blister on one of my big toes that is giving me some grief. Lesson learned: running can be fun but it’s a lot gentler on your body if you actually practice.
It was a gorgeous day to be out on the South Klondike Highway (sun! so much sun!) and apparently the night-time runners were treated to a glorious display of northern lights.
Here’s our team at 6:15 am in Carcross.
Views along the highway as the sun came up:
Carrie near the end of leg 7.
And now, I am off to the after party for a beer and, legs permitting, some dancing.