After the first quarter to half mile, the course opened up and I was no longer dodging little kids and weaving through the masses. it was just me, i was racing against my PR and no one else. didn't quite get it, finishing at 22:56 (PR 22:12), but notice some interesting things along the way.
-beastofob.com - came across this guy w/in the first mile. he was wearing a weight vest. had to be twenty pounds. i passed him. he sprinted by me. i passed him again and i didn't come across him again until i logged on to beastofob.com (which was tagged across the back of his vest) which means BEAST OF O.B. not Beast TO FOB. completely different meanings.
-last quarter mile i picked it up considerably and i could feel this old guy that i had passed on my heels. breathing heavily and at times grunting. i imagine this is what it would be like if i was being chased down by the law or something. he wanted to catch me and he wanted it bad. he didn't
awesome job by beily and joanne. there's nothing like seeing your friends finish races. it's every bit as good as finishing the races yourself. real talk. true story.
results here
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that's intense re the first guy. that's gonna be you in 40 years re the old guy.
thanks ryan and joangrace for the last minute support!!
i was going to run back for you and JoAnne, but i didn't want to take anything away from you two running your own races...and i was really tired.
i didn't see you passing me on the other side
means you were focused. i didn't see you either.
I was looking for both of you running the opposite way but I didnt see either of you. I did see KT-zie though! Jammin out w here earphones on...
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