Into the Red Zone: Racing the Mountopolis Vertical

Finish Line Face

There you go, crossing the line with full war face after 1:21 hours of pure uphill running.

(Final sprint on top of a mountain)

But let’s rewind.

I was passed by an eleven-year-old. Twice. He must have taken a wrong turn somewhere. I was surprised when he suddenly reappeared behind me. I was less surprised when he ran past me for a second time. After all, I had already noticed and accepted his boundless superiority by that point.

A Pre-Race Espresso and Five Minutes To Go

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