What happens when two dozen Harriers, sixteen cases of beer and wine, two shopping carts of food, and one toy refrigerator converge in the beautiful Rocky Mountains of Colorado? S.H.A.T.! Summer High Altitude Training. And what a weekend it was! Before anyone had a chance to realize what they'd gotten themselves into, Thursday morning arrivals in Denver became Thursday evening running on the Ptarmigan Trail in Silverthorne, CO. It was a baptism by fire (in our lungs), but everyone powered through. After taking in some views from ten thousand feet, we returned to our weekend houses in Frisco for a home-cooked feast of steaks, pork, chicken, veggies, and treats. It was in that moment that a ray of light from the heavens came down, revealing Patrick as a true messiah of grilling.
The weekend's activities continued at a whirlwind pace. There were runs around the Lake Dillon path and nearby trails, group dinner at Keystone Resort village, chilling on Main Street Frisco, hot tubbing, more home-cooking, and, of course, a healthy dose of revelry. We learned a lot about each other. Ray's got some killer dance moves. Margaret, Asher, Susan, and Liz are unbelievable ringers at Cards Against Humanity. Kim is an excellent camp counselor. Vintage French ski posters are best analyzed by tired runners who don't speak French. Not everyone can have pretty feet.
One thing is for certain: I love this team. It was sad to say goodbye so quickly. But we will take to the mountains again for a 2017 edition. It's only 50 weeks, right?
JOE ARENCIBIA - HEAD COACH