Ellie and I passed by this young man as we were leaving Art Hill and returning to the car. He had been running wind sprints all the way up the hill, trotting back to the bottom and then doing it again, over and over. It looked exhausting. At some point he had enough and looked like he needed to attend to his feet. The pose had a bit of the feel of a Greco-Roman athlete so I edited the image with that in mind.
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