About a quarter of a mile in, I took a nasty fall and cut up my hands, tore my shirt, scraped my shoulder and scraped and bruised my hip. Let's just say I didn't start/finish the run. I headed back to the cabin where Connie's husband and daughter were so sweet and bandaged me up.

I spent the rest of the evening watching the kids running around, drinking hot chocolate. It was really nice to be up there on a crisp, autumn night. The kids roasted marshmallows, care of the other good moms who planned ahead, and had a really fun time playing with each other.

The girls did amazing, they went 6+ miles and looked totally refreshed when they got back. That mountain air is good for the soul.
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