This is the story of my team running Ragnar Northwest Passage 2016. We met at Eri's house, most of us meeting for the first time, on Thursday afternoon to drive north. We went to a high school in Bellingham for registration and a safety video, and we picked up our shirts. Pictured from left: Jen, Sierra, Marie, Eri, Laurie, Sarah, Kailyn, Lynna, me, Tiffany, Carlie, and Alex. We spent the night in a hotel/casino before Van 1 started early the next morning. I shared a room with Lynna. I think everyone had a hard time sleeping with race anticipation.
This park where we started is on the Canadian border. You can just wander into Canada, and then wander back. It was pretty cool. I'm not sure I was ever on the Canadian side, but this is the closest I've ever been to Canada.
The medals were part of a puzzle. When we put it together for the whole team, it said, "We believe that being a Ragnarian is about more than being a runner; that misery loves company and happiness is 'only real when it is shared;' that there is a badass inside all of us; that everyone deserves to be cheered at the finish line; that tutus make you run faster; that what happens in the van stays in the van; that adventure can only be found if you are looking for it; and that a little sleep deprivation is a small price to pay to watch the sun rise with our friends. Together we ran 200-ish miles. Together we can accomplish anything. WE ARE RAGNARIANS."
This was an amazing experience. We started out as strangers, but we ended as friends and teammates. It was truly an honor to run with such an incredible group of women.
It was insane. The cars came home smelling much worse than they smelled when we left (Eri actually found a dead frog in van 2 *gag*). We slept very little, but we laughed a lot. I would love to do this again with this exact group of ladies. I couldn't have picked a better group.