I was planning to do the Old Pueblo 50 mile trail run last weekend, but my training fell apart back around Halloween. Between traveling for work, sailing across the Tasman Sea, and coming down with a terrible virus, I was nowhere near ready to run 50 miles. So I volunteered at the 40 mile aid station. It was a great inspiration to see all the athletes come through.
Dear friend Angela volunteered her Saturday and snapped this photo of a homeless man that ate a lot of our food:
Even the poopers came out to support the athletes (by barking at their wives\girlfriends\dogs).
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