What started out as a flat/downhill turned into a little bit of rolling hills. It almost felt like we were running down the yellow brick road other then the road wasn't yellow, the leaves on the trees were. Then as soon as it got quiet, no cars, nobody in site, and a great view of grandfather mountain we started to feel what we ate before the run begin to shift downwards.. Therefore, it wasn't so quiet anymore... It was then a fart trot. As gross as it may sound it was probably the only motivating thing that got us closer to the end because we were just laughing the rest of the way.
Sussessful first run!
-Brooke and Clark (Team Crippled)