Sprinter attempts to run more than 100 meters

I did the unthinkable, I agreed to do the Hana Relay with the RFM crew!

Here's a brief description courtesy of http://hanarelayhawaii.com website:

It is an incredible fifty-two mile journey along 617 curves and over 56 bridges through the most breathtaking scenery in all of Maui. The 52 mile course begins in the Kahului Airport area and will proceed along the Hana Highway to the finish line at the Hana Ball Park.

(125 team limit) Each team should consist of 6 members. Each member MUST run 3 legs of the course (Approximately 2-3 miles a leg).  

Why am I making this a big deal? By nature I am a sprinter. Specifically a 100m kind.  How do I know this? I was stupid enough to run Track during my Sophomore year in high school.

Sprinting the 200m or 400m was outright torture. I've been helped back to the stands a few times, fainted & visited Barf City more than I'd care to admit...Can't say I have fond memories of that season. Ever since whenever I hear the pop of a starting gun or see a pair of track shoes I get nausous. I bet I suffer from a mild case of PTSD from it. 

I know what you're thinking. Didn't you play soccer? Don't you run a lot? Yes & no.  Zero long distances. The game is made up of short sprints & recovery time. If you know the game well enough, you can cut the angles & anticipate the play.  This can lessen your overall amount of running. Or be like me, play defense for a good team and cruise.  


While talking on the phone last week I told Kevin that I was going to do the relay he laughed. Sucker laughed so hard that I became a bit offended. Irritated, I asked him why he found this so amusing. What I didn't expect was his answer,

"I'm not surprised you said yes. You do succumb to peer pressure easily."

I was thinking, WHAT THE HELL, MAN?!  I had to admit he was right, I do. I've mentioned this before but I really am: ALL BALLS, NO BRAINS

Come to think of it, many a black eye, sprain, bruise, odd picture, hangover and epic story are the result of this affliction.  I'm a Tomboy so I am susceptible to the Jock-Type of Peer Pressure.

Chanting my name is the most effective. Especially, if you use my iconic name, MASTER. I am rendered powerless against it.

Why Master? Well, my last name used to be Bader (pronounced: Bay-durr)

.....let it sink in for a moment. ISN'T THAT AWESOME?!   

It's cool, you can laugh. Get it out of your system now. The rule is: You can call me either name NEVER both together.

I have Little Woman Syndrome. Call me out, imply I'm being a panty.  That works almost as well as chanting. The dumb jock DNA takes over.

Finally, go Black Ops on me saying sweetly, "C'mon it will be so much fun."

The last example was the one that got me to join. Fun, you say?  I love fun! It really only took like two times asking for me to get on board.  How can you fight that when Cami & Shauna ask?  They are VERY convincing.

They sweetened the deal with Fuchsia colored racer backs, funky knee high socks and an optional tutu. I am giddy with delight...I get to be 3 years old & dress myself all over again!. Yippee!

Game plan: RUN MORE, TRAIN HARDER. Last week, my friend Fernando and I ran from his house to the bathrooms at Iao Valley for the first time. Nah, we 'ran-ish' it (run/walked) parts of the first leg. The second leg, we ran almost the whole way back.  It ended up to be around 4 miles. Thanks to Crossfit I have accomplished something I never thought was possible.

The next day (Friday) I ran with Cami & Shauna. Cami's pace is FAST.  Shauna is a running machine.  Woman was sick, ran 2 miles from her house AND ran to Iao! She is a role model of mind over body.  If she can push, I know I can.

I totally have bought into the Do More, Suck Less mindset.  When I have the chance, I now run to & from the gym...Yeah, yeah so it's close. Don't bust my bubble....

I'm also doing some "extra credit" after our WOD & I have been pushing myself even harder than before.  Even if my body aches more I am happier than I've ever been.

Not sure what my next goal will be after the relay race.  I'm not gonna think about it. That is a waste of energy....I need to save that for my WODs and dodging the cars.

Blog ya later,

Master