"Hey, so we're driving up for Ragnar tonight and we need 2 extra runners! Do you want to run? We're leaving in 30 minutes."
We didn't get anyone recruited from St George. It might have something to do with the fact that our team ran from Thursday - Friday instead of the normal Friday - Saturday schedule.
We did however, recruit Brent's longtime friend Jarom who lived across the street from him growing up. We picked him up the next morning and luckily he was prepped to jump into the 14 .4 miles we assigned to him. He ended up being one of the stronger runners on our team. But I suppose you would have to be in order to run a race with last minute notice like that. My cousin Dylan ran with us again this year and KILLED it, literally! He got 97 kills on his 3 short legs. 48 of which came on a 4.2 mile leg. CRAZY! [FYI: a kill is when you pass someone]
|Let the race begin! GO BRENT!|
|At the Snowbasin exchange|
|Brent and Jarom|
|Brent getting ready to run|
|The whole group. |
Is anyone else a little disappointed that Brent is rocking his man tank OVER his t-shirt?