George just got into checkpoint #3 in Traer. He says that he’s cold, tired and hurting. He’s still with Jeremy and they were riders 9 and 10 to check in. Apparently his earlier proclamation bears repeating…
Iowa is not flat, honey!
He’s eating cold pizza and heading out soon.
Feeling a little guilty that I get to go crawl into a warm bed now while he’s out there suffering!