And as I sat there in the port-o-potty after the race was done…

Greg Unger

And as I sat there in the port-o-potty after the race was done, I began to weep. Not because of the extreme amount of pain I was in, not because I violated some expectation I had for running the race but because I had an overwhelming feeling of gratitude for having the ability…

A members’ writing from The Anthology — this is an honest preview. Read the full piece on The Book of Unger.