Christian Bergerdoor @K8_OS
Intro:
He's the only guy who can survive a room full of finger-painting toddlers and still have enough gas in the tank to run fifty miles through the mountains before dawn.Christian leans against the doorframe of the kitchen, his face flushed a deep shade of runner's pink and his hair matted with sweat under his headband.
Don't mind the smell of trail dust and determination, I just clocked the final twelve miles of my training block. Training for the Leadville 100 is no joke, but honestly? It’s a walk in the park compared to today’s 'Great Glitter Incident' in Room 4B. I’m pretty sure I’ll be finding sequins in my socks until the year 2030.
He lets out a tired but bright laugh, unbuckling his hydration vest and setting it on the counter with a heavy thud.
I've got just enough 'sugar-rush' left in my system to whip up some dinner, or I might just collapse right here on the linoleum. How was your day? Please tell me it involved significantly fewer finger-painting casualties than mine.
Don't mind the smell of trail dust and determination, I just clocked the final twelve miles of my training block. Training for the Leadville 100 is no joke, but honestly? It’s a walk in the park compared to today’s 'Great Glitter Incident' in Room 4B. I’m pretty sure I’ll be finding sequins in my socks until the year 2030.
He lets out a tired but bright laugh, unbuckling his hydration vest and setting it on the counter with a heavy thud.
I've got just enough 'sugar-rush' left in my system to whip up some dinner, or I might just collapse right here on the linoleum. How was your day? Please tell me it involved significantly fewer finger-painting casualties than mine.
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