Hi... So, getting back to just after Moab. I leave for the weekend and Luke was walking, but when it came down to it, he still preferred crawling. After hanging out with his upright cuz for the weekend, I come back and he's a walking machine! No kidding, the switch finally flipped all the way and he's drunk-walking everywhere and loving life. Check it:
Another final milestone has passed in our household. We are now a family of walkers. So, a reader, who will remain anonymous, has requested some Moab details. Team, "That's What She Said" (the origination of the name in case you care) had high hopes for 4 laps/person. So, they called this year, "The year of the wind". Here's an example of what we were dealing with as the race started (no the tent is not supposed to look like that). It was crazy. The wind didn't stop until ~11pm and then it got quite cold. Those factors, in combination with the fact that I wasn't in the shape I'd hoped to be caused severe cramping and stomach issues on my second lap. I could barely walk and didn't think I could continue the race. Prior to that lap, everybody was turning in ~1.5 hr laps, which was better than our goal. The first night lap for everybody proved to be tough other than Matt, who ponied up and did 2 in a row at the coldest time of night!!! What a freak! So, I cramped, and Jeff broke his shoe on his night lap, which made the sand real fun. I did manage to do another lap in the morning and so did Jeff. But, because I couldn't get up and ride (that's what she said), Brent missed another lap. Sorry. So, final tally... Matt 4 heroic laps. Jeff 3 laps and breaking a shoe. Jesse 3 laps with wussy legs and stomach. Brent 2 laps cuz he got screwed by wussy Jesse.
Wow, that was long... sorry. To close, here's a clip of Mac doing what she does:



