The Wasatch Back was a screaming success for the second year in a row. Nephew stubbornly did not come but every last Clifford kid was in town including a suprise visit from the East Coast brother. None of us really trained but everyone felt pretty good and we managed to finish the beast in a decent time.
I love this race. Can't wait for next year.
And thank you to Coldplay for writing this song that reached out through a dark night at the bottom of an icky hill to say, "lovers, keep on the road you're on, runners, until the race is won."