With just a day and a half until the start of RTB Massachusetts, the blog is open to last-minute logistical questions. If there’s anything you’re curious or confused about, post it here, and over the next 24 hours I’ll try to help as best I can.
In the meantime, there’s not a whole lot left to do. Later this evening I plan to churn out a few spreadsheets—a chart for tracking splits, another with estimated arrival times at each transition. A third will list cell phone numbers so one vehicle can always reach the other, no matter who is asleep or waiting in a port-o-potty line. Most of our shopping is done—just a few final items to track down—and breaking a years-long streak, I haven’t yet had a cashier ask what I could possibly be doing with three dozen bananas and 12 gallons of water.
Thanks to all of you who have read the blog over the past couple months, especially those who have contributed their own advice. This is the place where it might be typical to say “good luck” or “have fun.” But I’m not sure that luck has much to do with success in RTB—and I’m quite sure that the fun will happen no matter what. So I’ll just leave it at this: Run fast. Dig a little deeper than you ever have, find an extra reserve, especially late in your third leg, and I guarantee that finish line beer will be a lot more fun.