Over Hill, Over Dale, As We Hit the Poto Trail

Last year, I was working the finish line food tables at the 2013 Trail Marathon Weekend when a runner walked up. Shuffled, really. He looked like crap - tired, stiff, pale, and haggard. I could have killed him with a sneeze. But he was wearing TWO medals. "What's that all about?" I asked, pointing to …

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