I *wanted* to be in one of the faster waves. I *wanted* to be challenged, pushed, and motivated. Months from now, those may be the words that I will use to describe my experience but, for now, I think words such as humbled, left behind, and discouraged are more on my mind.
TNT sends out the runners in waves as a way to minimize the impact on the running routes and, at the same time, attempt to have the majority of the runners finish around the same time. The slower runners therefore begin running first and the faster runners start later. My wave started last, and was made up of the faster runners. The majority of the group was planning to run the farthest distance of the run routes, but there were a few who would turn back sooner.
I could blame my inability to keep pace with the group on my potty stop, however I honestly felt the pace was quick (for a long run) right from the start. I went into the bathroom knowing that I hadn’t a prayer of ever seeing my group again…