Running A Race

I’ll be damned if this doesn’t just amaze and delight me.

That grin from Besenyei at 5:20m made me smirk in communion. Surprising was the manner in which the stick was slammed side to side, nothing gentle or coaxing about it. But that poor man at about 15:30m hardly missing a final error? I do believe he was not all there in that moment but something in him cried out “altitude!” against the darkness.

I cannot imagine a more picturesque location for the race, nothing boring about it. Interestingly, the gentlemen are mostly of an age, so to say. Damned sexy – no doubt about it.

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