I feel a lot of pressure to make this the best blog posting yet! The past 21 weeks have been leading up to this-the final blog! It should be a doozie of a blog. On top of some pretty spectacular stories to tell (you KNOW there was spectacle-at it’s finest), I had 72 hours to think about how I would share this journey with my faithful readers.
There is so much to share; I am not sure where to begin. I could tell you about the 4am start to Day 1, leading up to a moving Opening Ceremony and tearful start to Mile #1. I could begin with the downpour during Day 1 lunch that sent Team New Kids from quite discouraged to hysterical laughter as every layer (and I do mean EVERY layer) of our clothing was saturated with cold rain. There are stories of pitching tents (which, thanks to the aforementioned rain were pitched INSIDE), chair massages, 700 port-a-potties of which I used 675, Kim’s Energizer award, the nightly Freedom Hour, regular proclamations that Meredith needed to “Be a more tidy tent mate” and “We are NOT at the Sheraton,” and the elation that a perfectly placed CVS had both indoor plumbing and central heating. But, those are all “you had to be there” kinds of moments.