Sunday, May 2, 2010

Part deux

Somehow my last message was prematurely sent. That's what happens at 4AM.

So Mel tore up her leg and handed off to The Machine, aka Don. We had to fly off to the next exchange to beat him there as his leg was only 3.3 miles long. Well, it was actually 2.5. Dan was in the line for the porta-potty when we yelled at to move, Don was approaching. After passing 8 people Don handed off to Dan.

Next leg is mine. Will the foot withstand 5 miles?

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