The 2015 SKT Trail Running Movie
|Metaphor of my heroic struggle. Santa Barbara, Feb 1980.|
- ...looking at the camera
- ...recounting a teachable moment
- ...digging deep, hiking the vert, busting the gnar, running my own race
- ...cracking manly jokes
- ...flirting w Aid-station hotties who are wearing balconette pushup halter-tops and 4” Maximum Drop CMFMs. And it's pouring rain. Don't ask why
- ....bagging on elite dewds, etc for being over-talented, skinny punks
Diversity alert: Mexican girls commenting casually in Spanish, no subtitles. Mariachi music.
Aid station convoy entourage, with rub downs. Little umbrella. And it's pouring rain. A glancing mention of the new CR set by TBD… But never mind! It's all about me! Edit clips for motivational talks. See kids… you too can be a dick.
Voice over of a dead personage telling a joke at a forgotten celebrity roast, while the camera lingers longingly on somebody's girlfriend. Cutaway to boys rolling their eyes, making faces, hand-farts. Maybe a mention about how I got comped into the Idatard 100. This will be the main doc in the 2015 Trailrunning film festival circuit.
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|Buckle for the Idatard 100. Everyone's a winner.|