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That's just wrong, man.
And I *really* wanted to slap the shit out of the dork who kept wondering if he'd crossed the finish line.
• Return to kicking my own ass by 2018
She was not strong. She was valiant. Radiant. Brave and broken. The beauty she discovered in the aftermath was unparalleled to anything she had known before, because it had come at such a cost.
How did it go, Vicente? Looks like the weather held out. My sis ran 3:52 for a big PR. Hope your race went well.
Yes, he won. Actually his feet landed on the timing mat so it's not even a technicality. His body was laying ON the finish line and his feet hit the timing mat to record his time, so when his head hit the pavement he had won the race.
Now for the fun part... where we get to talk about it for weeks on end and take in the awe of our friends.
As you should! My friends are in awe that I am doing a HM.
You'll ruin your knees!
""...the truth that someday, you will go for your last run. But not today—today you got to run." - Matt Crownover (after Western States)