How did it go? Well, I'll tell you. I think I could have stayed in bed today.
I get there at 8:15 (race starts at 9) thinking there would be plenty of parking, but no go, so I had to park at the further lot and walk down. I brought all my stuff to wear and left whatever I didn't wear in Todd's truck, including my keys, who was parked right next to the race. I decide to roll with spandex (imagine that) and a T shirt, because once I start I am always hot. I was freezing before the start, as it was about 30 degrees, but once we started I was fine.
We roll out towards the front, the pace was quick, and I was around 6:30 or so I think at first. They had 3 choices for trails to run, each supposedly the same approximate time to finish, but different lengths and difficulty. They wouldn't tell us the lengths, except we knew the longest easiest one was 7 miles. I figured if they had around the same finish times and fast dudes are running 5 minute miles, a good finish time would be around 35-40 minutes. I figured for the hardest course it would be about 4 miles and some change to equal out time wise. I planned my running pace for that, and figured no longer than 5 miles at most.
I'm doing pretty well at around the 4 mile mark, and I thought it should be coming to an end soon, so I tried to pick it up a bit for the finish. We funnel back onto the main trail after all the hard stuff and there was this girl steering people to turn back into the forest again. I follow her instructions, only to find out after a bit that I am doing the exact same section I just did! All the frickin' hills again! What a jackass.
After that I just did what I could, because I wound up doing over 6 miles with all the hills too, and obviously my results won't matter at this point anyways. I get back to the finish chute and look for Todd, who I'm sure made it back before I did with my extra distance. He is nowhere to be found. I walk over to his truck, it is no longer there. Not terribly concerned at this point yet, I walk around a bit waiting for him to turn up. No luck.
After over an hour of walking around freezing my dick off covered in frozen sweat, I am trying to think of a plan to get to work, or my car keys. I don't know Todd's number by heart either, which makes it difficult. I walked up to the Red Bull girls and asked to borrow a phone, and of course the HOTTEST one offered hers up. Despite the cold, she still must have been impressed.
I call Scott, and my wife, neither answered. I thought I was going to be jogging another 10 miles to the nearest McDonald's to wait, when Todd pulls back into the lot. He said he didn't know my keys were in his truck. What a douche!
I will sell the HOT Red Bull chick's phone number for $50 if anybody is interested.