Appalachian Adventure Racing Camp
Copyright© 2025 by Canairs90s
Scene 4 — Lindsey
“Hey everyone, grab a spot,” Laurie shouted in greeting as she emerged from behind the screen, followed by Pierre. The four teams of two awkwardly approached their ‘starting’ positions, each was marked with a number from 1 to 4. This didn’t exactly have the choreography of ‘Survivor’ or other reality shows.
“I’d like to both welcome you to Appalachian Adventure Racing Camp again and briefly introduce you to your competitors! I apologize in advance, but this will be very awkward undergrad freshman intro style, but with the grand prize in mind I bet you all can get past that,” she said with a grin. ‘Laurie seems like she really has a great time and loves this place,’ Lindsey thought to herself.
“Alright Team 1, go ahead and tell us what you’re all about,” Laurie instructed.
Lindsey’s assessment of Team 1 was mixed. On one hand these guys clearly spent an A LOT of time in the gym. One guy was a muscular dude with a dark complexion and the other guy was a hulking blonde man who looks like was raised tossing hay bales every morning. She guessed both were in the mid to late 20’s.
“Hey,” replied the shorter guy with the dark complexion, speaking in a New York accent, “My name is Tommy and me and my boy Dillon here are going to put our hard work in the gym to good use so we can bring our lady friends here to party when we win the prize. Sorry to crush youz guyz (that’s how his accent sounded to Lindsey) hopes but this comp is ours!”
Cal stumbled into his intro, Lindsey thought he hadn’t realized it was their turn so quickly, “Hi everyone, we’re Team 2. My name’s Cal, I’m up from Chattanooga. Looking forward to competing with you all. We just met so I’ll let Lindsey introduce herself.”
Lindsey gave Cal a glance of appreciation, “Hey all, I’m Lindsey, I’m down from Chicago. Cal and I are are both looking for competition that’s both a bit more intense and has a bit more meaning that what we participate in right now. We look forward to fun but intense competition with you all this weekend.” She punctuated her statement with an awkward smile.
“Hello, guess that makes us Team 3,” exclaimed a small woman with pale skin and dark, curly hair at the next station. She couldn’t be much more than 5’ tall, Lindsey guessed, but she could already tell from her body language and tone her confidence was much larger than her stature.
“My name’s Annie and this is my husband and partner, Stefan,” she said, gesturing to a tall, skinny man with dark skin. “We’re here to both compete and deepen our marriage,” she stated, looking up lovingly at Stefan who was well over a foot taller than her.
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