Build them. Burn them. Or cross them. But unless you’re admiring the design and architecture, don’t just stand there and stare at them.
13.1 miles. Over a freaking mountain. 10 years in a row. But this time the Race to Robie Creek was different. This one was harder. This time, I carried the weight of my wife’s cancer diagnosis and six month’s worth of chemotherapy treatments. Not to mention an extra 15 or so pounds of my own […]
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