It's Over

I'm still alive. Apparently, Alferd Packer found me distasteful and decided to spit (not swallow). The Trail Challenge was a blast. Each turn and hill revealed new horrors. River crossings were a breeze compared to the swamp of knee-deep mud concealing submerged roots and debris. I'd like to point out the glaring omission of the evil swamp from the course map. Aside from the swamp, other highlights included:

~Me not dieing.

~The song Uncle Fucka inspiring me to move onward.

~Giving El-Sea a high-five at the final turn.

~El-Sea chasing after me and almost beating me across the finish line.

~It's over.

Last time I checked Alferd's web site he hadn't posted the results or pictures. So I'll be the first to inform you of my lightening-like 3-hour completion time. I'll spare you the effort of constructing a convoluted spreadsheet... That's a 13:45-minute/mile pace. I can now comfortably refer to myself as SLOW.
...and so it was written, shenry at 3/10/2003 07:11:00 PM.
...and so it was appended with .