Warning: Nude pictures ahead.
I won't bore you with my wars with Achilles tendon. I will only say that I forced him to go to the race on Sunday. My plan to walk the course failed and I ran most of it. Achilles, being a total jerk and a sore loser, is getting even with me this morning. Got the picture?
So speaking of pictures:
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| The atmosphere before the race was tense. People nervously checking their racing plans, praying for victory, some losing their minds and laughing hysterically |
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| Others relieved the tension by throwing tortillas at the competition |
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| I could have used a pair of those for my crawl |
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| Absolutely overdressed for the race |
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Getting rid of the tan lines. OK, the guy on the right does not have any. Hmmm....
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| Total confusion as these guys were running the wrong way. |
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| Cheaters!!! If I had helium balloons I would have run that hill a lot faster |
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| Try to PR in this crowd |
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| I am proud to say that during the race I have not updated my FB status even once |
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| Insert your own caption here |
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| Whatever |
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| I was going to ask her what it said on her spine but somehow I didn't |
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| Oh, yeah, they gave me this though for me the real hit at the finish line was coconut water |
So as most of you know, I am not a racer but after this race, I might reconsider... all races as fun as this one, right?
