It’s late at night and I’ve got a lot on my mind, so there’s no hope for sleep anymore. I hit the wall with running races after Mat Peak and Lost lake, but in a sick way I’m really stoked about sitting around all tired and cranky because I totally found my physical limit without injuring myself or killing all of my motivation for the winter. There is plenty of new information to reflect upon, and after a terrifically fun summer of racing that’s a really good thing. Success #1