Oh my.... you actually believe I would suffer sufficiently for you to best
me? That my gaily prancing little mushroom picker would only serve to allow
you to keep me in sight from your position as loser ... as I easily exceed
your abilities at any task you challenge. My gawd man.... I pack a 75lb
pack in the Franklin Mountains for weeks at a time with no cabin or radio
phone... only a pick-up point and approximate date. I wander the barrens at
minus 50 C in blinding white outs and never suffer frozen lungs or snow
blindness. I've ascended Nahanni Butte and back in one day. I can negotiate
scree slopes faster than a Dall Sheep. I do it stoned and drunk so as to
give others a chance to catch up while I smoke another blunt and crack a
fresh brew. You are nothing by comparison.....

CM

"Gilligan" wrote in message
thlink.net...
| Who said anything about me going to sea level?
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| The footrace starts at 4500 meters elevation. Your oxygen saturation will
be
| about 65% at that altitude. You will be weak. You will get sick. I run
| uphill at that elevation - with a pack on. I climb mountains solo in the
| winter at that elevation. You will crumble! Your tummy will hurt! You'll
| turn blue! Smoke plenty of dope and drink lots of beer, cuz it shows
you're
| a man - especially at high altitudes!
|
| haahahahahahaaaaaaaa!!!!!!
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