Continued from yesterday... So Van 2 was about 1 hr ahead of expected. We'd been waiting at the exchange, and had word Warren was 2 miles out. After soaking all the fun in at the exchange and washing my hands with real soap and water, I was ready to finish off my legs. I was walking down to the exchange, and decided I better detour into the ball diamond restroom. It was a good call, unfortunately, Warren arrived a little sooner than nature's final call. Our only exchange foul-up was my fault; we lost 2-3 minutes. Feeling bad, I downed a 5 hr. energy, and vowed to make up the time. I passed lots of runners, but didn't make up much time. After the 4 legs the night before, my left foot and calf were somewhat unhappy with me. I responded by running these miles around 8:15 pace. When I got to the "One mile to go" sign, I turned it on and ran a 7mm to finish. There was a stream running right by the exchange, so in a Ragnar highlight moment, I took my shoes off and put my feet in for 20 minutes. That water was COLD, but it numbed my foot down and felt fine for the rest of the day. So that's about it. Amy and Andy finished their final legs in similar fashion. We all decided to skip the finish line, and headed home. I made it to my driveway by 3:00, cleaned up until 4:00, and went to a BBQ at 6:00. I checked my weight before the BBQ, and was down to 144; the relay cost me 7 lbs. I'm back at 149 this morning, after hoovering everything in sight last night. I don't know when food ever tasted better. Results aren't up, and I haven't even spoken with any of my Van 2 peops, but I'm very pleased with our performance. We clawed our way from solitude into the thick of the event, and had a great time. Hats off to Amy, Andy, Natalie, Steve and Warren. It was a great time; I'm looking forward to next year. It's hard to imagine not spending the third weekend in June on the backroads of the Wasatch. | 