Leaving the hospital parking garage, an alarm was going off. Gabe wouldn’t believe me when I told him what it was, continuing to ask what the noise was. Finally, I couldn’t help it, and I busted out the Metallica.
ME: “Hush, little baby, don’t say a word, and never mind that noise you heard! It’s just the beast under your bed! In your closet, in your he-eeeeeead!”
SAM: “Mom! I don’t think that’s an age-appropriate song for him!”
I’m doing this race as my first 50K/ultra in July 2012. I’m so tardy to the party but...