Battle to the Pacific 10k Run Nov. 2nd 2013

Lyman Mishler bunker - pictured above, runs far underground, nestling a catacomb of old offices under the hill.  The electricity to it has been out and there are stalagmites growing from the floor but the Commander is working on it as a point of retreat, large enough for everyone to get into if we're attacked or over run by zombies.

There are tunnels that snake out from Mishler - only large enough for a single person at a time to crawl through but it allows for routes of entry to bring in supplies.

The problem is - how to get enough supplies into Mishler and the electricity going again?  Both Grant and the Commander are busy working on the details with a team they've put together.  So - I haven't seen the Commander since my run and since we returned from the trail with a very happy Dr. Jividen.

The Run

I wasn't sure how many runners were running.  Many were from Grant's outfit and are very fit looking although it turned out in practice they didn't know quite enough about running so unfortunately we lost two people but I didn't know them.  I know it's bad, but it's hard to mourn people you don't know in these times.

Dr. Jividen returned with an ensnared elk that has a deviation of its teeth making them rather nasty, long, yellow and brutal - and it now craves meat.  She's so excited, she named him Lucifer.  She's testing him for Mortis or to see if it's yet another sub-strain of the zombie plague.  What will we feed it? I kept asking and I was told politely to shut up - let the grownups work.

It was really windy, up to 25mph gust and we started at Coffenbury lake on the trail, ran up to I think Delura Beach Dune Trail - over to South Jetty - Down to the bridge and back over making a loop of six miles.  I started in the rear on purpose.  There were a lot of jittery runners and I knew they would break off at top speed.  That wasn't me.  I held back and I started with my slowest pace, a warmup pace.  No use burning up all my fuel the first mile.  I was still running that mile when I started passing the other runners - walking, limping along - already.  Lactic acid build up is a bitch. So I ran most of the distance at the same pace only walking a bit over the bridge.

The zombies were out but a little subdued.  I was surprised.  Midpoint on the run I looked around and there was no one in front of me and no one behind me.  The thicket around the trail is thick and zombies can emerge unexpectedly so I kept moving and didn't let my guard down.  Soon the run was over and I was pleasantly surprised to be alive.

I guess a swarm had attacked at the back of the pack and taken out a couple of walkers before the snipers were able to contain the zombs.

There was a truck full of gear and samples that Dr. Jividen collected, and of course the two bodies.  She was unperturbed and called it a huge success.    I didn't get to see what all she collected, from who or how since I was running but it sounded encouraging.  She's working with New Portland and making progress.

Well readers - I hear the Commander.  I think he is finally home.  I'm just resting in my bunk today since its my day off.