Monday, August 17, 2009

The hills are alive with the sound of music....ah ah ah ah

Dear Trapp Family Lodge,

Your property is a sight for sore city eyes. I want your garden. We are signed up for the race, armed with race numbers, first aid kits, and our slap bracelet baton. Now to find some dinner.

And oh yeah, tell the guy who is sooo serious about this race that it's not a bad thing to start at 6am....at least we're going to finish!

A little slower, but still running,

6 ass kickers

the chaotic process of trying to be organized for the race

Breathe in breathe out

Registering team City Slickers

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