The journey started the night before with an unbelievable BBQ Pork Rib dinner and Birthday Celebration for Tommy... this rib dinner will become way more important later on... there was pink cake for Tommy... which of course generated the comment "Real Men Eat Pink" -Sophia; this would pop into my head several times throughout the run as well....
The morning came early- and after getting ready we were off to the QT (Quik Trip for those non-Kansians that may be reading this) Gas Stations tend to be a lot of fun for Sophia and me, especially when we are trying to rack up a $30 bill, although this morning was more about function, poo and bfast.... some of which we got and some of which we did not... then it was off to Lake Jacomo which there is much debate on the pronunciation- but we are going with Jack-Co-Mo in the spirit of the first man made lake in Jackson County Missouri- original right... or not...
A chilly morning- meeting up with the Nerds and other Mudbabes and of course Carper- who was thrilled to be wearing her AWESOME Team Tommy Bandanna- black with stripper dust covered letters... team assembled it was off to check in and get our photos by Dick Ross... mostly in focus- of course we would get a couple more opportunities to see Dick on the course... after checking in we started our running part of the journey which would prove to be WAY MORE FUN than last years lost in the woods approach...
Leg 1- 7.3 Miles- Off on the adventure- a very chilly start but we all warmed up pretty quickly- ahead of us were two young ladies whom we would see several times throughout the day- completely LOST and going the wrong direction- they looked like they were taking it too seriously though- the day was all about fun. So as we moved along the course- we ran into The Warrens (the pork rib makers and hosts from the evening before and the chili extravaganza following the race) after crossing the steel bridge- a little further down the trail as we headed to the animal enclosure we ran into Dick Ross- PHOTO OP time so we had a little fun- and our antics clearly had Dick laughing as a couple photos were pretty blurry- but the end result Carper had the confidence in the fact that I could carry her across a threshold or a puddle or whatever.... and we were off to run around the animal enclosure- this year I forgot to feed the animals an apple or two- oh well... we would finish leg 1 and run into Matty, Brian, Ashley, and some other dude I didn't know... Ashley had peanut M&Ms which complemented the fig newton wannabes and the purple juice well... off to leg two...
Leg 2- 5.6 Miles (total 12.9)- feeling pretty good we headed back into the trail where we were off to the maze, a book, and a mud tat or two... and of course what would be our only mis-direction of the day... so on our way to the maze- my stomach and intestines started to expand... nothing too bad yet...but I could feel the pressure building... so taking option 1 to get off the pavement and back on the trail- we ran a long a pretty cool rock ledge which was reminiscent of Flat Rock... liking the ledge a little too much we over shot the turn north to the maze... luckily we were able to bushwack back to the maze- where we ran into another team which we would see to the end of leg 2... making it through the maze we mud tatted up and I got the Chapter 4 page of the book " The Malaria $Millions" appropriate for the Malaria Meds I take every Monday... so most Mudbabe Mondays are replaced with Malaria Mondays... blah... and we were off to the bike trail and of course another photo op.... and the aid station- at this point the stomach was pretty ridiculous... super painful and bloated... but otherwise feeling pretty good....
Leg 6- 6.8 Miles (21 Miles total- yep I know it doesn't add up)
So by this point my stomach was expanded to max capacity- feeling like a Macy Thanksgiving Day Parade Balloon- you could have stabbed me in the stomach and air would have come out... lesson learned pork ribs- not a good pre-long-run meal... we headed towards the Audoban Society- where the bathroom would be clean and help with the pressure built inside... after the stop there- we would be serenaded by Sophia's wonderful singing... a little PBR, Ginger Ale, and Gas-X provided by awesome mud babe Jen Ogden and then out to the pavement to the finish... turning a corner Carper moons a truck as she goes to pop a squat... a truck that we would see as we ran into the finish for some luke warm hot cocoa, amazing peanut butter sandwiches... and warm cars... and then off to the chili extravaganza!
Major Mudbabe Monday kicks Malaria Monday's ass any day. Next year Lou should incorporate the carrying of team members thru brush as part of the course. whoever throws out their back gets a purple heart. Your legacy will live on.
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