“Sorry I’m moving so slowly,” I told the valet, as I rolled myself out of the driver’s seat of my rented Nissan Rogue, stopped in front of the luxury Umstead Hotel in Cary, North Carolina, shortly before 8am on Sunday morning. “I just ran 100 miles.” “Oh!” The young man smiled. “You ran the Rock & Roll!” I scowled as I opened the back door to retrieve my drop bags, my mind… Read More