Other than that, today's trek was possibly the hardest I've ever pushed my body while it was writhing in pain. You see, last Sunday, the boys from our church's youth group issued a formal challenge to the men in our sunday school class in the form of a dodgeball match. Needless to say, the men rallied together and put up one heck of a fight. In fact, we flat out stomped the little guys. But, in the end, who paid the higher price? Those that took a dodgeball in super sonic flight to the face? Or the one belonging to the shoulder that threw the ball? The sprint at the first of the game was what actually got me. My legs were trembling all the way up the mountain today... but it was worth it.
City of Blinding Lights
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