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Gridlock–Part 2
So I ran 9.3 miles along a beautiful course with bands playing, crowds cheering, boom boxes booming and water everywhere. The Boilermaker had the best supply of water stops. I came to the end. Thought I saw Neil, smiled and waved to a gray haired, gray bearded man who never saw me before. Then I …[ read more ]
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Gridlock
It doesn’t pay to be kind. Believe me. I tried it and it gave me an ulcer. I trained for the Boilermaker—an elite race of 13,000 crazies who run the streets of Utica for 9.3 miles (that’s 15K in runners’ speak). Neil, as obligated for a dutiful spouse, drove me the four hours to Utica …[ read more ]