The Fab Five. The Quick Quintet. The Broadway Babe Patrol.
It was a beautiful day for racing but I had a dark cloud follow me around the Stormy 50-miler.
One more week ’til I’m back on the juice!
In a feat of unparalleled human endurance only disclosed to me today, it appears I ran the entire Stormy 50-miler… with a broken finger!
This past weekend’s Stormy 50-miler confirmed that my hip is done. Time to see the doctor again…