Go, you chicken fat, go away!

I'm not sure on the exact distance since I forgot my Garmin at home.  And I won't be able to trace it out on MapMyRun because I have no idea which way we went.  But I met up with my Ragnar team this evening.  Well, only half of us showed up, but that's a great showing for a Ragnar team get together.  We went to Las Sendas in Northeast Mesa.  It's a rich man's community.  One of my first jobs in civil engineering was doing single family residence custom lot grading and drainage plans.  I probably did about 20 of them for this area.

I saw another former Ragnar teammate before we started.  He was with his buddy.  I told them this was my new Ragnar team and we are Running 4 Nie.  His buddy knew about Nie Nie.  I didn't know how far everyone wanted to run.  I thought maybe three or four.  Turns out they were all pretty hardcore and wanted to run 8.  I haven't ran that far in a dog's age.  But I needed to. 

It was about 7:45 when we started, but it was as hot as an oven.  I drank a little water before and figured I'd better save some for when I was done.  We all started running, but everyone was running at their own pace, so I stuck with a girl that was running in the middle.  She was glad I did because she was getting a side stitch and I helped push her through it.  There were some nice mild hills which I hope is good Wasatch Back training.

The highlight of the evening was after we were done and talking in the parking lot.  A field mouse ran out from under my truck right towards two of the girls.  They screamed.