 |
| Just before the race start in Krusa, Denmark. |
This race was literally taking place in my old backyard. I frequently run from my mom's apartment through downtown Flensburg, along the harbor and the beach until I reach the Denmark border and continue on the old border patrol path, a trail than runs about 60-70k along the coast of Denmark and used to serve as a patrol path for the border guards. I happened to be in Germany to speak at a conference, so I decided to take a couple of days vacation to run this event just 5 minutes from my mom's house. My son was spending most of the summer at his Oma's house and my brother was around as well, so the race quickly became a family affair when both agreed to be my crew for the race.
