This is the real deal. The Race is all that and a bag of sweet potatoe chips. First and foremost, the entire staff loves what they do and who they … MORE
This is the real deal. The Race is all that and a bag of sweet potatoe chips. First and foremost, the entire staff loves what they do and who they do it for. They celebrate each and everyone way before you begin and even after you end. Show up because they show out.
The beginning of the race has you running to the trail head. Consider this a warm up mile, because once you enter the trail head and embark upon the trails, you won’t want to leave. Loop after loop is lavishly laid out for you, supported for you, and naturally beautify to you. You’ll loose yourself.
After finishing this race, you’ll feel as though you got away with murder. Guilt may set in as you realize you recieved way more then you paid for. And even though I wasn’t able to finish due to my PTSD being triggered by a neighboring farmer shooting varmints in his field along the backside of the course, I so look forward to going out there again.
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This is the real deal. The Race is all that and a bag of sweet potatoe chips. First and foremost, the entire staff loves what they do and who they … MORE
This is the real deal. The Race is all that and a bag of sweet potatoe chips. First and foremost, the entire staff loves what they do and who they do it for. They celebrate each and everyone way before you begin and even after you end. Show up because they show out.
The beginning of the race has you running to the trail head. Consider this a warm up mile, because once you enter the trail head and embark upon the trails, you won’t want to leave. Loop after loop is lavishly laid out for you, supported for you, and naturally beautify to you. You’ll loose yourself.
After finishing this race, you’ll feel as though you got away with murder. Guilt may set in as you realize you recieved way more then you paid for. And even though I wasn’t able to finish due to my PTSD being triggered by a neighboring farmer shooting varmints in his field along the backside of the course, I so look forward to going out there again.