So in every moment that I struggle up the hills of Topaz and Old Farm and Austin Bluffs, I can see in front of me the hill of all hills in our lovely little Colorado and at some point in those runs, some crazy idea in my oxygen deprived brain prompted me to actually desire to RUN UP THAT CRAZY MOUNTAIN!
Why? I don't know. When I've hiked it in the past, I found myself saying at least once every mile (that's 13 times) going up, "People who run this are crazy! They're just crazy! Not even I'm that crazy!"
Ha. Ha. That's funny.
Because on Wednesday were the registrations to run the Pikes Peak Ascent that takes place every August in Manitou Springs, and the competition to get into the race is usually as fierce as the race itself, but
I REGISTERED TO RUN THE PIKES PEAK ASCENT!!!
Wish me, your crazy friend, luck! Oh yeah, and since for some reason there seems to be a shortage of crazy people wanting to run for 13 straight uphill miles, gaining almost 6000 ft in elevation this year... there's still spaces left. Do you want to come with me?