“So it’s your first trail race?” he asked. I nodded. “You really picked the wrong…” “I know,” I said. “It’s just such a technical…” “Right. I’m a fucking idiot. I’ve heard that a lot today.” “That’s okay,” he said, “we’re all of bunch of idiots out here, man.” He handed me a water bottle. He was carrying three of them. “Take this. I heard about your CamelBak.”
