Dead Chickens and Country Roads: First Leg Run Now Relay

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Today... today was crazy!  We launched the Run Now Relay (see all of my posts about the Run here) to Boston today.  Over a 1000 miles.  The launch was amazing and beautiful.  I cried a little.  It has been so emotional getting ready for this trip.  And, there is so much much meaning and emotion tied to the run. We opened the a local 5K (65 Roses at LeeU) then had an awesome send off ceremony in front of the Bradley County Courthouse.  We even got a resolution from the State senate.  It's this super legit looking document that has my name on it.

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And, of couse we ran.  My team, the Blue Boston Boomerangs covered our first 30 mile leg.   We stayed under 10 minute miles for the whole 30 miles.  Aren't we a good looking group?

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Where is Ben?
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I ran second in the group.  My run started off great, then it got weird.  Like hilariously awkward.  I'll be honest, there was a moment where I questioned if I would divulge the exact events of my run with the internet.  But, I believe in full disclosure and often the funniest things are often the most embarrassing. And, I love a good funny story.  Got to have a sense of humor about life right?  So, here we go.

I was nervous about road running.  I don't do it often, I am greenway girl.  Here is a shot of the roads I was running on.

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At first, I was killing it.  But, after a couple of miles I got HOT.  It was 80 degrees and I was running at 3pm  in bright sunshine.  It has been the coldest winter ever and I think that my body was in shock.  I had tried to hydrate before my run and about two miles in I realized this was a bad idea.  I not only felt a bit dehydrated but I had to pee.  Yep, you know where this is going.  Around this time, I ran past a dead chicken on the side of the road.  I've since determined dead poltry is a bad omen.

Now I am running, hot as hell and have to pee so bad.  And, this is the location where I am running.  No gas stations, no stores. Just rolling Tennessee landscape.

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Somehow I managed to accidentally turn my Nike+ app off.  This is maddening because I loose all concept of time.  How far have I gone?  How fast am I going?  Still hot.  Still have to pee.  Our team is using a walkie talkie app which is awesome but I didn't realize I needed to turn the volume up in the app.  The team is trying to check in with me but I can't hear them.  All I know is that it turned spotify off. No music, no nike app and I still REALLY have to PEE.  Like, at this point it is getting serious.  This might be more info that you want, but I've had two babies guys. This affects your ability to hold your pee.  All that crap about women having to pee all the time?  That is legit.  Blame it on motherhood.  As I am running I start to see an oasis up a head.  Civilization!  And, a gas station.  A beautiful beacon of hope in the country isolation.  I run, as fast as I can.  This burst of speed only makes my need to go to the facilities all the more intense.  I frantically run inside only to discover, they have no bathroom.  No bathroom!?!  And, they didn't really seem like friendly folks who might let some crazy runner use the employee bathroom.  It was also super crowded and people were staring at this weird sweaty woman pacing the store.  I did try to call a team member but they didn't answer and I couldn't work the walkie talkie.  So, I started running again.  A car came really close to me, I got startled and . . . .

I peed in pants.

It wasn't a ton but it happened.  It is okay to laugh. I did.  How could you not?  My first leg on my crazy real journey and I peed in my pants.  IN MY PANTS.  I still had no clue how far I was from the end of my leg.  About this time I saw a team mate and good friend come running towards me to check on me.  He asked how I was.  And, being me (no sensor) I just yelled out I peed in my pants.  He sweetly asked if I needed some space and I informed him I just needed a bathroom.  Before I REALLY peed in my pants.  Luckily for me, the team was parked at a gas station.  It turns out, I was less than a quarter mile from finishing my leg.  If I had known this I might have tried to push through.  But instead I gladly handed over our GPS tracker to Ben and let him finish.  As I got close to the gas station my friend and the only other girl on my team walked up to me and asked how my leg was.  To which I responded again, I peed in my paints.  She laughed and awkwardly said "really?"  Which seems to be everyone's response.  Because seriously guys, I peed in my pants. I told my teammate to not make me laugh and to please grab my suitcase.  Which, she awesomely did.  And, I cleaned up, changed and got into the car.   At this point, I bonded with the two other guys in my team.  Because telling two dudes you don't know that you peed in your pants, is a touch awkward. I thought about not saying anything but the guys had to know something was up.  And, I find hiding things makes it more weird.  So, I just owned it.   It happened.  In fact, it happens to runners a lot (google it).  Actually, marathon runners have been known to do much worse than pee in their pants.  It can always be worse folks. Oh, I did keep my pace just under 10 minutes, which was my target. Now, that the most embarrassing thing ever has happened, the rest of the trip should be gravy right?


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PS.  The rest of the team is doing GREAT.  We are ahead of schedule.  You can see all of our social media posts on our tagboard page and you can get a live feed tracking the runners here.  Please follow along.  I'm posting on all my social media channels too. I run again at 7am and this time,I'm going to pee first.