35 Hours, 200 Miles, 11 Friends, 3 Lessons in Leadership


Wasatch Back Ragnar

It is hour 32 of your 200 mile excursion through some of the most beautiful, serene, painted by God himself landscape that the earth has to offer and you feel great . . . ah, who am I kidding, you are miserable, hot, sweaty and sleep deprived and you are about to jump out of a van to start your last run of the race which is 4 miles up an 1800 foot vertical climb. At this point, you are sorely regretting being talked into doing this by 11 other crazy people who are just as hot, sweaty and sleep deprived.

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