Saturday, September 15, 2007

Starting Our Third Legs

Liz just handed off to Eric for his 3rd and final leg - the 9.2 mile monster after which Lawton said he needed a "calf-erectomy" last year. We're in the thick of catching slower teams now; teams are rolling through the Bear Brook State Park transition zone at a rate of about 20 or so every minute. Norris stated the obvious in calling it a "target rich environment" prior to starting, and by saying things like: "She's mine," "Done," "I'm gonna murder him," "Toast," etc. under his breath as other teams handed off while he waited for Liz. He's pumped and told me that despite all the horror stories of this leg, he isn't leaving anything in the tank. "What have I got after this that I'd save anything for?"

Still, when he jumped out, shirtless, into the transition area as Liz approached, some of the bystanders were a little taken aback at the sight of him, in a crouched starting position, hand on his watch. 'Ut-oh, this guy is serious!' one person exclaimed. Indeed. Norris got the stap on and took off like a man possessed.

One more leg to go for everyone... About 47 minutes off the original projections after everyone's second legs.

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