10 (Maybe 11?) it was dark and 0530 is so early came out to extend their weekend.
– We did the McConnell pennisula
– Cheetah joins us from out of nowhere after the start
– Mater exclaims that his hot dog water cures all diseases
– Country Livin' posts on slack the night before that I'd need to circle back to him repeatedly which was NOT the case. Killing it.
– I mistake Crabby Patty for Country Livin' while going up the hill at the end, obviously lack of oxygen
– TL tries to get us all drunk by providing a 6-pack of beer to us before the run since he doesn't drink
– Boucher continues to torch the miles and PRs. I always know when he's in his pain tank by the way his reflective vest goes side-2-side and his head is turned downwards just churning it out. Good stuff.
– Somewhere mid-run everyone start to get the runs. First we lost Gecko, who you can't see anyway because he's a ninja but rushes back to the AO. Then Strudel has to stop after sensing a disturbance in the intestinal force. Then we get back to the AO and Fabio has the F250 fired-up and headed south to Iron Station before the six arrives. He's too conservative to hit a Biden voting booth (Port-A-Jon).
Best of luck and prayers to all running the 4, 9 and 13 mile WWC Trail Run tomm. We are going to need it.
SKIPPER