This is the hardest 10K you’ll ever run: 50 athletes, $100 buy-in, 250 burpees along the way. One $5,000 winner-take-all prize. No second place. No participation trophies.

This isn’t a fun run. This is your lungs burning and your legs failing. This is your mind begging you to stop — and you refusing. This is for the athletes who trade comfort for chaos. For the competitors who know suffering is a skill.

But here’s the catch: you won’t know where it’s happening until two weeks before race day. The location stays secret so nobody can game the course, no one can get an edge. Everyone faces the same unknown.