A final note…my husband beat me. I’m guessing by about 3 minutes. We ‘ll see when the race results come out. I also had a momentary scare when I was sprinting in and managed to fling my iPod. Don’t ask me how…it just happened! Thankfully it was sort of a frisbee fling and it landed in the grass. A race chaperone (is there such a thing? You know, that guy who stands on the side and watches races and gives times) picked it up (thankfully!)
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