Terror of Teaberry Race Report

Well,....I didn't see God between aid stations 2 and 3. But I did hear a bunch of funny voices. Every once in a while someone was actually there, lettin' me know I was only on the brink of insanity, full on mental and physical meltdown. The difference? I knew it was coming, and I knew what was left. Home field advantage. Epic. It wasn't like the Cupcakes took it easy the night before either,...or post race for that matter.
Icing on the cake? Droppin' off the tables at Granite Hill with Wink, Nate, and Kent and raiding the ice cream bar and Slurpee machine. Priceless.

Here are some race pics.

Should probably take this one down.