An unconventional Unbound XL race report.

Searching for rainbows again? They’re out here but beware, I expect to be paid.

A price will be extracted from you, bargains not made.

There you go again, still trying to ride, where you already know that no one can.

Each step carries a heavy burden, ask not how many. It ends when I’m done, not impressed with your plan.

The harder you fight only brings you more pain. So let it flow through, like the wind and the rain.

Cry all that you want, it won’t matter in the end. I have no pity for you. Only love, and forgiveness to mend.

It all gets entangled. The birds and the trees. The sky with the land.

Every blade of grass, hill and mud puddle, are part of my plan.

You are now feeling what happens entering this place. I care not whether you finish your race.

These cuts by the thickets and scrapes of the rocks, are meant as caresses, as I force you to walk.

You now know the road’s not for riding, go on if you dare. Or, give up and go home, the prairie won’t care.

Don’t ask me how far it is, or long it will take. The answers are clear, if you don’t break.

Be sure to show gratitude with dignity and grace. Else be punished for arrogance, you better be braced.

Have no fear, it won’t last long. Your ride’s just a moment and ends with a song.