Savage Revisited

No exercise today, but I wanted to post a few more things I remembered about the Savage adventure race.

- the shock of sprinting into ice cold water
- paddling for an hour without my arms getting tired (good technique)
- a strange black water bird (looked like a loon, but was too fat)
- feeling like Lt. Dan from Forest Gump when fighting the waves and wind
- pedaling through under-water bike trails (couldn't see the rocks and roots)
- carrying mountain bikes through 3-4 feet of water
- getting advise from another racer on how to go downhill faster when we were going slow so we didn't miss a shortcut (we found the shortcut and it probably saved 5-10 minutes)
- carrying Chris on my back (that explains my sore quads!)
- almost crashing into a young lady as I tried to follow Chris through a drop-creek crossing-rise and she pulled her bike right into the middle of the trail and stopped cold
- so many racers with confusion on their face
- running up hill to check points while Chris waited below (navigator priviledge ; )
- twisting my ankle and running a tad slower just to make sure it was nothing serious
- trying to get someone's attention as Chris and I came across the finish line
- going back in the ice cold water to sooth my aching legs (I should have stayed in longer)