Let me begin at the beginning and when I get to the end, I’ll stop.
Last year, as I was training for Goofy, I went for a long run around my home in North Carolina. It was a nice day, not too hot, not too cold. You know that perfect running weather? Well, anyways, I was running along and then ran out of water. This is always a bad thing, but for the most part one can survive. (I did or I wouldn’t be writing this post. J) Here was the bad part, I was 17 miles into my run and lost. Anyways, I made it home safely…eventually.
After that little adventure, I was asked by my wife, Betsey, to…
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