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Gary Bash performs the pre-race application of gooey
stuff in his nether-regions as the sun greets us. |
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Gary and I at the start line only minutes prior to
embarking on our self-torture. |
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Me at the starting line getting my standard blind pic
of the crowd. The next picture is the pic I took. |
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Another one of my famous "hold the camera over the
head and shoot blindly" shots looking toward the start line. |
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"We don't really have to go over those mountains, do
we? No one told me that there'd be climbing!!!" |
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"God, please forgive me for this catastrophic stupidity
I'm am about to partake in..." |
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And we're off! Off in the head, that is. This is still
when we felt confident but oh how that would change rather
suddenly. |
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This is Gary at about the 5 mile mark. We had just
ran up the mountain, crested it, and climbed down into a
gorge with a small stream. It was actually a little cold
here. |
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The beloved Hogback Road: straight, slightly downhill,
and smooth. This is Gary trying to slow down to maintain
pace and strength he will need later. |
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This is me being dwarfed by a mountain. The day was
absolutely gorgeous. |
