The last three runners on the Green Line were each 1-2 minutes per mile faster than they would have had us believe. You'd think a race team would like that, right? But it does not bode well for the Orange Line's sleeping prospects. Slow 'er down, kids!
Friday, September 13, 2013
Sandbaggers
Sandbaggers Everywhere
In years past we have outed sandbaggers by checking our teammates out on Athlinks. This year we did not. Bad call! Catherine just knocked 2 minutes per mile off her self proclaimed half marathon pace and Melanie 1! Glad they are in my van! Bummer if you are expecting more time for a leisurely dinner. :-)
Blazing!
Nancy finished soaked and precisely on time. Eugene had at least 9 roadkills, and Matt just got the high-5 gamut on his leg. The Orange Line is optimistic that the rain will stop by the time we take over. The Green Line better hope so, too, because otherwise we will make like Rosa Parks and refuse to leave this bus.
Nancy is experiencing moisture
Nancy started us off at 2:00 and ran straight into this
(maybe you can't see it but it's definitely monsoony.) good thing it's Nancy who is incapable of feeling grouchy about anything!
Breakfast with the Team
Or part thereof. Given our party's size and the crowd we split up for breakfast. Nancy showed the best judgment and stayed at the hotel. Erica and Chris were the next brightest and abandoned the group and went back to the hotel. On the way back they apparently found a good place to stop. The rest of us end up at the Texas Toast Barbecue. Our party of 9 did them in. The food took forever! Joe and I ordered granola. Apparently milk was not considered standard with it. Really!
Once the food arrived the crew happily gobbled it up.
In the dark of the night the members of the Rosie Ruiz Fan Club sped through intermittent downpours, descending on the Nordic Inn in the small ski town of Lincoln, New Hampshire. Some of us have known each other for years, others just met as we climbed aboard the vans for the trip to Lincoln. We came from many professions and many parts of the country. We share one deep and abiding interest--love of Rosie Ruiz.
If you do not know who Rosie Ruiz is, this article will give you the important details. To many she is just a memory, a negative exemplar, a punchline. To us, she is inspiration.
Today dawned grey and rainy, but that will not deter us from covering the 200+ miles from Cannon Mountain, New Hampshire to Hampton Beach, New Hampshire any way we can. Like Rosie, we are all runners. So most of those 200 miles will be on foot.
Check back to this blog over the next two days to track our progress.
These vans will be our rolling homes for the next 2 days. If the rain stops soon we are going to pimp these rides something wicked. Check back for pictures of what they look like with their race faces on.
If you do not know who Rosie Ruiz is, this article will give you the important details. To many she is just a memory, a negative exemplar, a punchline. To us, she is inspiration.
Today dawned grey and rainy, but that will not deter us from covering the 200+ miles from Cannon Mountain, New Hampshire to Hampton Beach, New Hampshire any way we can. Like Rosie, we are all runners. So most of those 200 miles will be on foot.
Check back to this blog over the next two days to track our progress.
These vans will be our rolling homes for the next 2 days. If the rain stops soon we are going to pimp these rides something wicked. Check back for pictures of what they look like with their race faces on.
The 2013 Rosie Ruiz Fan Club Relay Team is in New Hampshire!
Sadly, it appears I am the first one to post this year. But despite the delay in getting your favorite blog moving along we are all safe and somewhat sound up in New Hampshire.
Yesterday the team arrived in sunny warm weather. Strike that. It was hot and muggy in the morning followed by torrential downpours in the evening. Fortunately, I did not bring an umbrella. Which in this case is good. One of this year's rookie members Eugene and I spent a few minutes pulling the back seats out of the vans early this afternoon. Yes, in that very pleasant hot and humid afternoon weather I just mentioned. Eugene is young and strong. I am old and feeble. The net result was Eugene's pinkie was a bit tired from holding the entire seat up while he checked out the cuticles on his other fingers. I was dripping sweat. So when late in the evening Nancy (a one year veteran), Catherine (a rookie) and I went off for a midnight drink at the bar across the road my clothes got washed, thereby sparing my future van mates from having to tie me to the roof for the race if they wished to breath! See, I told you it was fortunate I forgot to bring my umbrella!
Stick around as I am sure the posts and pictures (sorry I have not a single picture as yet) will be coming fast and furious in the coming hours if not minutes!
Yesterday the team arrived in sunny warm weather. Strike that. It was hot and muggy in the morning followed by torrential downpours in the evening. Fortunately, I did not bring an umbrella. Which in this case is good. One of this year's rookie members Eugene and I spent a few minutes pulling the back seats out of the vans early this afternoon. Yes, in that very pleasant hot and humid afternoon weather I just mentioned. Eugene is young and strong. I am old and feeble. The net result was Eugene's pinkie was a bit tired from holding the entire seat up while he checked out the cuticles on his other fingers. I was dripping sweat. So when late in the evening Nancy (a one year veteran), Catherine (a rookie) and I went off for a midnight drink at the bar across the road my clothes got washed, thereby sparing my future van mates from having to tie me to the roof for the race if they wished to breath! See, I told you it was fortunate I forgot to bring my umbrella!
Stick around as I am sure the posts and pictures (sorry I have not a single picture as yet) will be coming fast and furious in the coming hours if not minutes!
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