Personal Narrative: The Ragnar
A Ragnar is the name of this race where you would run with a team of six or twelve people. I ran it with 6 people including me. The distance you would run all together would be two hundred miles. How we did this was each person ran 6 legs and we would rotate. How we did this was we rented a big van that we had a driver for. So the person driving didn't have to run but drove all through the night. We left the 24th of September and stayed in a hotel a few miles from the start of this ragnar. The Ragnar started in Saratoga Springs NY and ended at Lake Placid NY. So how the start of this run happened was there were different groups of teams that would start at different times on September 25th. My team started at 7 o’clock. I was the 5th leg so
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Some of the exchanges we went to were bigger than others. Like they had tents set up with venders selling running clothes and food, but others were empty. For my 5th leg I ran that race it was about 3am the next morning on the 26th of September and it was freezing, pitch black outside. I put on under armour leggings and long sleeves. I had to wear a neon vest while I ran with a flashing light on the back and a headlight just to see. This leg I ran was the “worst” run I have ever done in my life. I had to run 8 miles in pitch black alone, on a dirt road in the middle on the deep forest. The only encouragement I had was to keep running and if I heard a sound, run faster. I kept telling myself “You’re almost there, just a few more miles.” On the bright side I did see my van go by honking its horn. On the run about halfway through I started to get a rash between my legs because of all the sweat from running. It was the most annoying and painful thing in the world. I was wearing a watch that tells me the distance I had ran. I had a mile to go and I just felt pure relief. That last mile felt like the longest mile I've ever ran. It took me about 6 minutes to run that last
Some of the exchanges we went to were bigger than others. Like they had tents set up with venders selling running clothes and food, but others were empty. For my 5th leg I ran that race it was about 3am the next morning on the 26th of September and it was freezing, pitch black outside. I put on under armour leggings and long sleeves. I had to wear a neon vest while I ran with a flashing light on the back and a headlight just to see. This leg I ran was the “worst” run I have ever done in my life. I had to run 8 miles in pitch black alone, on a dirt road in the middle on the deep forest. The only encouragement I had was to keep running and if I heard a sound, run faster. I kept telling myself “You’re almost there, just a few more miles.” On the bright side I did see my van go by honking its horn. On the run about halfway through I started to get a rash between my legs because of all the sweat from running. It was the most annoying and painful thing in the world. I was wearing a watch that tells me the distance I had ran. I had a mile to go and I just felt pure relief. That last mile felt like the longest mile I've ever ran. It took me about 6 minutes to run that last