Three weeks out from Badger, Bob recaps crewing and pacing his buddy Kevin Jordan at Western States — the giraffe-themed crew shirts, the Olympic-village pageantry, the 30-hour cutoff drama — then comes home to a tweaky ankle that wipes out his peak training week. Sass falls hard for vinyl records (blame Ten Junk Miles), and the two of them land somewhere unexpected: maybe running doesn't have to be medicine anymore. Maybe it can just be fun.