
Well kids that’s a wrap. We finished up the first annual #IndianaJunes – a 5 week, Friday streak of everyone’s favorite Indiana Jones sprints. You better believe we’re making this an annual tradition and I’m already looking forward to next year!
For me two special things happened today. Not only did we get to toss this beautiful little lady in the air and crowd surfed her directly into her 80’s, BUT equally as beautiful was that basically everyone ran some form of Indian Jones. Rewind to before this whole INDIANA JUNES thing and there was always a pretty large crew of people that usually opted out. Opting out was never really an option, but the idea of speed running in a smaller group can be daunting and scary as fuck, believe me I know. I’ve been there. Whether you’re in the slowest group or the fastest group there’s a level of nerves and uncertainty if you’ll actually be able to hang. In the end what’s the worst that could happen? You fall back a group, sure? That can feel terrible in the moment, but I look at it like this — at least you gave it a whirl. You tried something. You challenged yourself. You took a leap of faith and although you didn’t get to where you want, you got further than you would have.



In preparation for that hot steamy weather that’s right around the corner — you know that weather when an unfamiliar, glowing yellow orb sets a blinding fire to the sky and forces most of our clothing to disintegrate, exposing our pale, untanned upper bodies – – yeah, well we’ve decided to decorate your skin with a little





