Ultrarunning, traveling, writing, and adventures from the RD of the Burning Man Ultramarathon.
11 April 2007
saturday morning, 6:50am. i'm out there, fuel belt, running clothes, running over the pulaski bridge--not even at .5 mile. a cyclist passes me, and says,"wow, you're a real runner."yep, it's 35F or so. i tell him, "i'm running 20 miles." "you're hardcore." i know--and i'm proud of it.