|Hot, nasty bus of sweaty runners.|
|At the Start Line. Go, Couple of Runners, Go!|
Finally, we reached the start line where we passed under the inflated archways to be welcomed by a beautiful sandy white beach. Wow! We aren't in Vancouver anymore! This isn't the BCMC.. THAT's for sure!!! With the count down of 10 we were off and running. We started off with a quick pace and started passing other runners while we felt like a million bucks! Then a few kilometers pass.. then the excitement and endorphins wear off and the heat kicks in.. we both looked at each other and the look in each others face said, "WHAT THE !@#$ DID WE SIGN UP FOR?!!?!!?" "THIS SUCKS!!!!" Talk about a kick in the n*ts!
|Brutal Gravel road section.. open to the blistering heat.|
After 16km we eventually reached our first aid station, not knowing how far we had to run until the end of the day. So we filled our packs, ate watermelon and pineapple, got chased by a turkey from the house, got laughed at when asked for a toilet and then tried to put on more sunscreen which dripped off from all the sweat.. so we pulled up our skirts and kept going.
|One of many creeks/waterholes along day one.|
|First and only race injury for Joel: Bye-Bye Toe Nail!|
The first camp was Rafiki Camp.. the most stunning resort/lodge that we had ever seen. They had horses, a bar, pool, waterslide, little cabins with showers and bathrooms which could use the facilities at and got to taste the first food prepared by our chefs. YUM!!!
|Relaxing in the Rafiki Tiki Hut before bed.|
Cheers from Costa Rica,
Shanny and Joel