A Chilly Sallie Mae 10K

Oh it is a cold morning to be in race shorts. With a chilly breeze cutting through thin licra, teeth are chattering more than feet are running- for now.

In moments there will be a few thousand runners streaming down Ohio Avenue for a six mile log. Before them we wait.

Waiting to find a parking space. Waiting for our race packet. Waiting for the toilet. And now waiting for the race.

Wish us luck. We will need it.

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