So at the beginning of May, Chris and I participated in the Warrior Dash, along with some good friends of ours. To put it mildly, none of us had really spent much time on those things that people typically do before running a race, like “training” and “eating healthy” or even “stretching.” Except Payson’s wife, who happened to do all three. We had a friendly bet amongst the four of us. It was girls against boys, and whoever lost had to cook a fancy dinner for the other two. The winners got to dictate the menu. Now, who won the…