Chasing Blinking Lights.
Keep Moving. #TunnelVision It’s 4:03 AM, the 4.5 mile ‘Moderate’ leg 26 of the BRR is looming and we are in the middle of nowhere. As runner 8 of the 9 man team #F3Lean, this was my 3rd leg of the race. A manageable 9.9 miles ran so far for me, my last leg was the first time I ever ran with a headlamp on, in South Florida we don't run at night in the mountains. I was deep in the peanut butter/banana/bagel diet and hadn’t slept a wink. However, I already learned in my year and half in F3 that I was about to grind this out. #F3Tough I was having way too much fun to sleep before that. #Delirious In fact, we were an hour removed from wasting two hours trying to find EZ24, this would have been my only real chance for that. The rest van that included Indian Hill, Peggy, Uncle, and the #Wheelman DRM had thoughts of arriving at EZ 24 with 3 hours to spare and getting our nap on. A detour, a wrong turn, an unauthorized water/snack pit stop by me to...