This past weekend I ran the Wyoming Marathon. This race starts around 8,700 elevation, goes down to around 8K, then you turn around and go back up-- with a giant hill in the middle. Between altitude and my requirement to take antibiotics after a root canal mishap, I wasn't breathing too well!!! Luckily my running buddy, Brent, was there and made sure I didn't pass out ... or get run over by the caribou that ran out in front of us. Good thing too because, I was desperate enough to get out of that race I may have run into the caribou on purpose.