6 runners broke free from the fartsack and from the allure of 8-counts with DTH to pound some miles in preparation for this weekend’s CSAUP. We reversed the dirt road, said hi to Draper’s casa and sweat like crazy. And, we almost lost Doozy to the trance of a gazelle clipping along at a sub-9 pace, but we were able to break him free and keep him on course. Great job men.
No More Gumbo For You!
