A flood of emotions circled through me as we boarded the 7 a.m. flight from West Virginia to Texas. That evening, Rob Goyen, the mischievously amusing race director, eagerly faced a crowd of ultrarunners. It was the eve...
A flood of emotions circled through me as we boarded the 7 a.m. flight from West Virginia to Texas. That evening, Rob Goyen, the mischievously amusing race director, eagerly faced a crowd of ultrarunners. It was the eve...