We breathe in the clean, crisp air of Lake Tahoe. Five seconds in, five seconds out. Keep breathing.
A voice yells out over the microphone: “Spartans, are you ready?”
A resounding “AROO, AROO, AROO!” comes barking out from me and fifty others at the starting line.
I give a fist bump to my three friends joining me on this psychotic voyage and we take off to climb the mountain.Read More