The race was a decidedly low-rent affair. No bathrooms at the start, no traffic control, and no first aid stations. What the race lacked in accommodations, it made up for with scenery.



I didn't end up with any pictures of the finish line--it was a chute made of caution tape, with no clock. I'm still not sure what time I ran, but I'm not worried about it.
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If I would have known you were in the neighborhood I would have cheered/heckled you as I drank beer and drove around the lake.
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