Jamie lends a helping hand as I struggle to go the distance.
Unable to continue the epic hike up the 1600 Utica Parking Ramp, Jamie makes the ultimate sacrifice and tries to carry me to safety. Incase you were wondering what happened to George, well sadly we ate him on Level 10. Survival of the fittest.
Upon reaching Level 12 of the parking ramp, the air was so thin that I passed out. Much like Star Jones when she was in Denver before she started working out and doing pilates **ahem, bullshit, cough cough**.
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