This weekend I did the Portland to Coast Walk Relay. My friend Kat talked me into it. I was a sub for a team of people that she knew so I didn't know anyone but her. But after spending 36 hours with people, you get to know them pretty good.
I had a great time. However, I'm one of those people that's like, what's the big deal? It's just walking, I don't need to train, it can't be THAT hard. WELL, it was alot harder than I ever thought. I did survive but I'm still reaping the repercussions of not training. My first leg on Friday afternoon was 5 miles, fairly level, but on gravel. I busted my buns trying not to let my team down. I walked a 13.17 minute mile which was way better than I thought I could do. However, I ended up with super sore muscles and a blister on my heal.
The next morning we were up again at about 2am to get our group ready to go. I was to start at about 5am and had to walk, get this, 7.79 miles. I have to say, in all my years of doing sports, this was probably one of the hardest things I've ever done. It was lonely, it was long, it was partly in the dark (got to see the sunrise though, it was beautiful) and totally mental. But I plugged along, taking 2 hours. I was completely exhausted but proud of myself.
So here's some pics of our weekend.