My wife asked me, shaking her head, how much training had I had for this. The answer in my own mind was lots, but I was kidding myself. I didn't want to let my colleagues down, so I first sought out a training plan from my teammates. The goal was clear: run a good time for my team and hand over the baton smoothly. In reality, of course, it was different. First of all, our vacation intervened and my jogging equipment somehow never found its way out of the suitcase. But the clock was ticking, the event approaching fast and I had yet to make up lost time. I eventually pulled myself together and started with some training runs around our neighborhood. I hoped that would be enough.
On August 17, we gathered our team at the start line. All in all, it went quite well for us. Although shortly after the starting signal, thoughts about when the run would finally end were already crossing my mind. Because in addition to the physical challenge, I had another hurdle to overcome: I had to be at a school parents' evening by 7 p.m., so it meant I had to really step on the gas. What can I say? I managed to achieve my target time for the run with the team and I eventually made it to the school (still in my running gear).
Ultimately, it was much less about the sporting result than about the shared togetherness and team spirit. In any case, the MOPO relay race has welded us together as a team and we are already working on the next event. Hopefully by then we will all have trained a bit better.