Day of the sore and swollen
This is the day after...
The OAR beat me down ! This being my 1st adventure race you would have thought I would be better prepared. Well, with age comes a sort of cockiness that you have been there done that...Which I have.... now I pay the price for that attitude. The race thankfully was at night, although that presented it's own set of problems, I could not imagine how I would have handled the heat of mid-day. I fought dehydration the whole time it seemed. I got behind and could not catch up on fluids. I feel bad for my brother, I think I drank all his water at one point. Now, the day after I am certainly sore, and swollen . Kinda like a dead body, a day into death,,,,