Adirondacks and Back

This thing happened over the weekend. Doesn’t quite feel real. Flew up to Albany, met up with some old and new work friends, ran a mess of miles in a beautiful place.

I loved it, feel like I have these great lasting memories of bonding slowly over a few days, getting worn out, running in the middle of the night, dodging lightning storms and drinking local beer with increasingly silly people.

(maybe all these relay races are my making up for never having done summer camp as a kid)

There’s talk of doing more of these races, maybe in Tennessee or New Jersey or wherever else. At this point it’s just talk. And I’m wiped out. And they’re all crazy. But…. it was a good time.

Goodnight.

1st leg at Saratoga Lake
a bunch of old-timers (and Sonali) squinting in the sun (our Van1)

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