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MSO Subject Athlete Hilary LeBeuf is an American ultra trail runner living in Barcelona, Spain. In BONKED: Episode Three she tells us of a long run that tested her Physical, Spiritual, Mental, and Emotional limits.
Bonked—Short stories about Crushing Your Soul—is a new episodic series created to provide Subject Athletes, Outraverts and Cardigoths with yet another form of incredibly useful and potentially life saving Beta for when you and/or your equipment fails catastrophically. Because here’s the thing, pushing your P*S*M*E Inside The Outside in the pursuit of Transformation, Transcendence and Rapture isn’t without risk. And when it comes to Bonking, it’s not a question of if, it’s a question of when. Sooner or later you will find yourself completely empty, defeated, broken, committed and exposed on a “Death March” of your own making. How deep are you prepared to dig? How will you endure (battle) the malaizing and awesomely powerful effects—despair, doom, hypothermia, anxiety, HAPE, Sail-brain, et cetera, et cetera—in an effort to persevere; aka “get home?” Are you stubborn enough? Do you have supernatural tenacity? Point blank, listening to MSO’s Bonked series for inspiration, motivation and emptiness-based creativity may, sometime in the not too distant future, be the only difference between you getting Outside The Inside and back on your feet, or not.
W.I.P Currently this pack does have wicked strappage and dangle which is only 50/50 an excellent thing. That said, it’s above average at being light, storing Subject Athlete cargo, having a mesh pocket, inspiring non-sexual bondage, and doing compression. It’s also good at looking good and showcasing the color red. This pack can just about fit in a pant pocket or stuff into an empty grande starbucks cup. It’s ridic light and when thrown into the air it verily floats as much as falls back down to earth like a leaf in the wind or snow falling to the ground at dusk in the woods behind your cousin’s house, no cap. While still being tested and refined this bag has already proven its value and efficacy in various real world R&D endurance pursuits such as but not limited to ealy spring Skimo stuff, laundry activities, trail hustling, Sub240 practice, vertigo LARPING, and travel help.
Honestly when it’s finished this Harry Potter magic backpack is a MUST have for anyone that travels and does multiple modes. If you only trail run DON’T BUY this bag just get a vest or whatever. But if you like people. Have friends. Do stuff and like sweating and dirt and bleeding. Have had rocks in your shoes within the last six months and know what it’s like to bonk or almost bonk. Then this bag is the 5000x problem solving unicorn rucksack that you’ve been looking for, and will literally serve you to the day one of u dies.
EARTH BOY, DON’T EAT THAT MUSHROOM!!! Priority is with the banana. Farm equipment man. White pants women. Trench foot. PMA not power meters. Did the wheels come off?
Was a yogurt sandwich the right decision? Can Mateo find his way back onto course when he’s lost in his mind? Will he find a place to sleep? Is 12,000 feet in 83 miles too much for Earth Boy to handle? Do you have any questions for Mateo aka Earth Boy? Any reccomondations? Words of encouragement? Does anybody know what sign he is? MSO Celestial Beta is coming in hot and maybe reading his horoscope would be helpful to him?
Ultra Subject Athlete Mateo Peaz aka Earth Boy is headed into a 7-day, 900-mile Cardiogoth Odyssey to bash borders in Bohemia until the wheels come off. Will his training pay off? Will he get lost, rained on, and fall into a ditch coma? Will he Bonk? Can he handle one of the world’s hardest celestial spin classes? Find out here and find out now. OUR LIVE (ISH) PERFORMANCE JOURNALISM COVERAGE OF THE 2023 BOHEMIAN BORDER BASH BEGINS THiS SUNDAY THE 2ND OF SEPTEMBER.
I used to talk mad shit about bucket hats. They look stupid. They signal stupid. And but, like you, I’m willing, at times, to let irony inspire and guide my fit decisions, especially when the tech is legit regardless and/or in spite of the wack style. I’m thinking about the many forms of clearly medical-looking footwear that I love and covet and continue to run on the reg because they provide cloud tech. I’m thinking about how every time I shave (1-2 times a month), especially if it’s been a long time like four or five weeks since the last shave, I like to burn in a LolLapalooza grade goatee and wear it around the house for a day or two, weather depending, because mid 90’s grunge alpha larping gives joy. I’m thinking about bandanas in curious positions and playful shapes because flair is fun and attracts existential conversationalism while the bandana itself works to absorb sweat, beat down dust and provide various tactical field options in the face of mercurial and/or tempestuous weather. I’m thinking about my Ohio Dad In The Matrix sunglasses from Distract Vision that keep the steez in and the sun out. And, if it’s made in UL Dyneema fabric for heat retentions and sun protections, and comes with a detachable neck flap reminiscent of a 16th century samurai helmet, I’m also talking about an MSO bucket hat from the near future.
