Day 5 melted away quietly.  Until the very end.  When everything, once again, erupted. *Warning, warning.  Blah, blah, blah.  See previous posts if this is your first read of Busted Guts please.* My exhaustion was reaching new levels.  The end of Day 5 was nasty.  And brutal.  The only bit of solace I could gather … Continue reading Busted Guts: The Conclusion