For the fifth year, we came. We ran. We crawled. We swam. We jumped. We climbed.
We laughed. We cried.
We triumphed.
Over these past five WTM’s, the course has changed, the location and venue have changed, and the heart and soul of this race has changed. All in the best of ways.
Because we have grown. We have grown as a community. And we have grown in spirit and in love.
Oh, and we’ve totally grown in inappropriate butt touches as well.
[shit, I was supposed to save the sappy stuff for the end. Strike that. Reverse it. Let’s start over. ]
So…..we go to Vegas…
