|Craig powers up an early, soft climb|
Far removed from the honeymoon phase of ultras, I'm more in the phase (of this season anyway) where you are sitting shirtless on the sofa watching Jeopardy and yelling at the wife for another can of PBR. Bear 100 in 5 days? Big f-ing deal, let's run for 3.5 hours. The pace was relaxed and we (I mostly, due to my hermit-ism lately) talked constantly. Typically beautiful day in the 80s and sunny and we didn't see even one other runner on the trail. I haven't seen ONE trail runner in a month here. Time to move on already?
Not sure what to do with Pippit while I run Bear. Hopefully, we'll find a sitter. He jumped in Craig's truck the minute he opened it to leave and was ready to go home with him.
|"Don't forget the beer, Craig. Let's hit the road!"|