Late on Friday, after a few interjections of "only if you want to" and "don't feel obligated", it occurred to me that perhaps Dan's cousin would prefer that I not pick him up at 5 minutes to 7 the next morning so that we could hike to the first Flatiron. Perhaps he'd prefer to hike alone. Or sleep I guess. Lucky for me, Alex is not only extremely polite, but also has well-internalized Jon Krakauer's Into the Wild... Because it's true, the memorable experiences are the shared ones. As for me, I am still early in my post-triathlon exploration of recreation and activities. Before yesterday I had not yet tromped up the rocks that, on ...
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