Chasing Two Olympians up an Andean Pass Was an Exercise in Humility
I’d grown accustomed to leaving an hour before the two Olympians, so I was well on my way to the Yanama Pass when Roberto came trotting along. He flashed a smile and asked how I was doing.The air was already so thin it took me a moment to catch my breath. “How high is this pass?”“Oh, a little over 15,000 feet.”I blanched at that. I’ve struggled with asthma all my life and I was concerned about how my body would respond to the challenge. We’d been in the mountains for several days but never anything this high.“Just go slow, it will be fine,” Roberto said. Then he slapped me on the shoulder and…
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