Of note this year was the bottle of mighty fine rye that Katie the finish line captain used to entice me back. Also, the ribs that Jesse brought for us at the finish. OMG, that spicy dry rub was amazeballs. Both have indicated that similar enticements await next year, should I return. I think I will, because I've already made a dental appointment.
I met some fantastic new friends; trail running is such a great community. I can't wait to get my fattening ass back out running somewhere.
Next up for me is a visit down south to San Diego to see my she cub, then north to Seattle to see the man cub. After that...who knows. I hear Australia calling pretty hard.