The master-blaster monicker isn’t a compliment in cross-country ski circles, but it should be. Overzealous old-folks, time-constrained parents, middle-aged maniacs — all perpetually trapped in a cheaply constructed version of their ‘glory days’, manifested in a never-ending L2 workout which begun the day after their final conference track meet and has continued uninterrupted through theirContinueContinue reading “The master Master-blaster”
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