It was a beautiful Friday morning. My anticipation was very high as Mailman managed to get 13 pax to post last Friday and I was 100% sure they would all be back.As I pulled in, Shambala was eagerly awaiting my arrival. I was up all night planning the Q of my life but to my dismay, the fartsack was at it’s best.We decided to ruck but Shambala didn’t have his ruck so he borrowed mine and I carried a sand bag.Just as we were starting, a newer Chevy Sierra pulled up beside us. I wasn’t packing so I was a little concerned…but luckily we weren’t being jacked. Unbelievably Dale Earnhardt Jr rolled down the window and asked about the toughest workout in Race City. I told him he was in the right spot. He parked and joined us. He didn’t have a ruck either but had an old transmission in the bed of his truck so he decided to carry it on his shoulders. It was a great ruck. He was disappointed there was only the three of us but rewarded Shambala and I with a 10% stake in Whiskey River.It was an unbelievable experience. You never know what your going to get or who you are going to see at The Intimidator.
