I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Some MdS pictures and stuffLiza
I didn’t take a camera with me during the race, so I’m slowing borrowing other people’s pictures. My tent buddy Marissa took this one. Here’s Tent 177 early on: From left to right: Anthony, Me, Jay, Meghan, Sarah, Marissa, Sam, and Dave
I will work on stories from the tent because there are some very good ones that need telling.
I got to meet Mark Gillett at MdS who is a photographer and a friend of my tent friends. There are lots of beautiful photos on his website. He took all the ones below.
Here is most of Tent 177 and some friends on the last day: From left to right: Dave, Marissa, Jay, Ricky, Me, Meghan, and MartinWe’re all wearing the (heavy cotton) Unicef t-shirts they gave us for the last stage. Mine is actually hiked up a bit, so it doesn’t cover my shorts entirely. Small. Pfft.
Here I am modeling very large water bottles and a buff — and my palsied hand. For the record, the water bottles are standard-sized, I am now a buff zealot (Go get one!), and my hand is not actually palsied. I just like to run like it is — apparently.
This is the start of the marathon on Day 6. I think Mark took this picture because I made the starting tape look so ridiculously high.
Here’s Jay Batchen. He and is his wife, Lisa, are wonderful. Simply wonderful. Jay gave me a little safety mirror for my mandatory gear. It was perfect and light, but didn’t allow for much vanity in the tent. I could only look at one eyeball at a time.
And here’s a lovely pic of my buddy Meghan. There needs to be an official Meghan fan club because I want to be a card-carrying member.
I’m looking for more pictures of the other wonderful folks from our tent, and I’ll get them up when I do.
The tent scene. Ours is fourth from the end of the outer row on the right. See it? Also, there are at least five people peeing in this picture.
Well, it’s 4am, and I am going to do my first post-MdS run today. Because, you know, Comrades. I am looking forward to putting on my bright pretty road shoes. I will miss these guys though.
PS. Ruby has attached herself to me like a koala bear since I got home. She doesn’t trust I won’t disappear for another two weeks anytime I walk out of the room. Oh the guilt!