tarek H.
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I am in a deeply committed, borderline unhealthy relationship with this park. I’ve spent an irresponsible amount of my life here and it keeps turning me into an endurance athlete against my will. First 100+ mile bike ride? Here. First ultra marathon? Here. At this point I’m one trail run away from qualifying for something I didn’t sign up for.
I also golf here more than a retired grandpa in Florida. Like, aggressively. If you need a tee time, sorry, I might already be there.
I’ve made friends, ran races, had full character development arcs, and I see the same deer so often that we’re basically on a “head nod” basis. I’ve named them. They know my schedule. One of them owes me money.
Honestly, Nashville Parks should either sponsor me, put my name on a bench, or issue a restraining order.