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October 27, 2011: While
tramping around the UNESCO World Heritage site of Ouro Preto, I found myself
climbing on a lot of steep stoned streets clinging to the hills sides. With a miniature map that didn’t make sense
and was probably created by a 3rd grader for a school project, I
would visit some of these hills more often than I cared to.
My strategy when approaching these hills was different than the
locals. I would put my head down and go
straight up without stopping, passing people along the way of all fitness
levels who also had the same objective. When
reaching the top, I would feel as if I was about to die from exhaustion –
pretending I was not out of breath, as I would wobble a bit from side to side, hoping
I would not pass out as I attempted regained full consciousness. This all played out in true man form.
