That could be a term you use to describe yourself while you're running through trails, or up a mountain, or at 3 in the morning, or for 10 miles while really, really needing to use the bathroom.
Any of those scenarios could be used when describing yourself as a Ragnasty, Ragnarlian, Ragnnotgonnastop...
Running the Wasatch Back Ragnar with my family was a complete and utter blast. What if you did a 33 hour non-stop, relay race with a bunch of people you loved to death and also knew all of their lovely quirks and personality hiccups? You'd probably have a bunch of inside jokes, millions of laughs, hundreds of pictures, a few that only make sense to you and a head full of memories.
That's what I have. It was an amazing adventure that I'm grateful I was able to share with some of my closest homies. Yes, we are homies. And now, pictures... (I'm not captioning any of them. So feel free to leave questions about what the heck we were doing for two days.)