Ran R Mountain in the 'Burg (Idaho) with the love of my life.
He hasn't run in months.
After 5 miles, he put 1/2 mile between me and him and a 0.75 mile climb.
I debated my love for him.
I returned the favor on the way down. He had flimsy old Merrell pace gloves on, which sucked on the volcanic rock. He didn't stand a chance. I had La Sportiva UltraRaptors.
It was fun to get out with him. I tried to convince him on my birthday to summit Grandeur with me on the dark, snowy, post-holing trail. He opted to take me to the movie theater.
I want to see what he could do in a ultra. He would just have to:
1. stop thinking that 6-10 miles per week counts as "strict training" for an ultra distance that ruins his climbing life
2. not race me. I don't want to get my trash kicked by someone who never runs.
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