09h46 and I’m sitting on a large tour bus, heavily caffeinated, with a bunch of my fellow Mad2Run adventurers.
Due to my very late addition to this year’s edition of this amazing event, I am still very much the new boy, meeting people, trying to remember names, trying to find out exactly what’s going to happen on the various shifts. It’s very much equal parts excitement and anxiety with excitement probably edging it at this point.
It’s been a very busy and rushed week trying to get work commitments done, while doing some Mad2Run admin in the evenings. I’m a shitty, indecisive packer and trying to get everything I think I’ll need for the week into as little baggage as possible is definitely not my forte. I’ve already copped some flack for my oversized ‘bus’ bag and am probably a shoe-in for a fine in Cape Town.
My packing led to a hugely less than desireable four hours sleep last night. Certainly not what I wanted the night before my first shift, which runs from 01h00 through till 10h00 Saturday morning. Then we have just a short 8 hour rest, before the next 8 hour shift, which will start at 19h00 tomorrow night (Saturday) and finish at 03h00 on Sunday morning. So we have the shorter than usual 8 hour rest between shifts (affectionately known as the ‘suicide’ shift) – straight off the bat.
While I explain that, I think anxiety may have just edged ahead.
So what lays ahead for the day?
Well Shift 1 is currently putting in their 8 hours. The 12 brave Mad2Cycle cyclists are en route for their 1st shift. Unlike our relay-style effort, every cyclist on Mad2Ride will cycle the full distance.
Shift 2 is hanging around in Joburg, ready to take over at 16h00, and my shift (shift 3) are bussing to Kroonstad where we will be staying for the day, ready to take up our shift at the 160 kilometre mark tomorrow morning.
Just a short half hour in, while sitting still, the first physical challenge has already befallen me. An amusing one at that. The bus suspension appears to be a bit rusty making typing on the screen a small fight against nausea. So I’m going to sign off for now.
An amusing result of that poor suspension; everyone on the bus wearing a fitness watch / device is being notified that they’ve hit their stair climbing goals for the day.
Every cloud has a silver lining and all that. Hopefully a good omen for the week ahead.