This race day started like every other race day that had come before. Waking up before the alarm. Leaving the house ahead of schedule. Waiting in line for the port-o-pots. Checking gear. Chatting and laughing with friends. Walking the dimly lit streets to get to the corrals. It was all very familiar stuff for Ginkgo and me. We were both very relaxed. It felt just like the beginning of every training run we had done.
When Ginkgo and I met up, she divulged that she had completely forgotten her GPS watch. She had charged it in the kitchen to avoid waking up the rest of her family and she left the house without it. We planned to run with our watches covered, but this was another sign that the watchless challenge was meant to be. We had one watch between the two of us.