And NO, that title does NOT refer to Molly 2 weeks before Baby number 2’s due date!
“Short, Fat, and Hairy” is the team name Ian chose for the Peak to Pub race. It starts as a ski at the top of Mt Hutt, switches to a mountain bike ride down the mountain access road, then finishes with a run for the last 10 kilometers into Methven where the central feature is a massive pub. Our three person team did it as a relay, though plenty of people did the whole thing solo too. Our British friends Emma and Ian did the ski and mountain bike, respectively, and recruited Jeremiah for the run portion. It’s up to you to decide who’s short, who’s fat, and who’s hairy.
Jeremiah is waiting for Ian to zoom in and hand over the team number so he can run the last 10 kilometers to the finish in Methven.
The mountain bikers coasted in completely bespeckled with mud, faces and behinds. Apparently the rain/sleet on the mountain made visibility tough and the ride a challenge.
The Rangitata Diversion Race (irrigation canal) is the main reason Ian pulled together a team for this year–he wasn’t interested in the cold swim! Milo and I watched as runner after runner dove (or belly flopped) into the silty water and clambered shivering up the other side. The weather that day was as cold as it looks–maybe 50 F tops. Jeremiah made nice gasping noises when his head came up, much to Milo’s amusement, and you can see him climbing out the far side as another runner makes his dive.
Doesn’t that look nice and inviting? Thankfully it was toasty warm inside the pub at the end, and plenty of shivering runners recouped with a pint or two.
Emma (front left) and Ian (front right) made up the race crew with Jeremiah (in the back, still trying to raise his core temperature after that swim). The rest of us were support crew and along for the good eats at the end. They actually did remarkably well, second place in the mixed men/women teams, earning them a few boxes of beer and a goodie bag.
With his belly full of snacks and french fries (they call them “chips” here, Milo’s about ready to sleep the ride home. Jeremiah had a good day and started looking up other “adventure races” to do in future….he totally mystifies me but I guess it tells you how differently we’re wired.
You gave me my morning chuckle with the first line! I really enjoy your posts. Looking forward to hearing of the arrival of your new little bundle of joy!
Sounds like a great day for Jeremiah, Milo looks exhausted TOO – & I totally agree most with the last line of your post.