Friday Night...
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Candle Lighting...
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Nothing more to say.
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Saturday morning a beautiful Duluth sunrise greets racers boarding the later buses.
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All minds were on the race at hand. Except maybe those who were wondering what "Team Guinness" was wearing under those kilts?
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Tom inspects Annie's knee bend angle.
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No pre-race jitters here.
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Maybe a little jitter showing here.
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With typical Duluth precision, gear bags are collected for later pick up at the finish line.
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A few of the 3200 plus racers at the starting line.
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Early-race draft line forms up behind the bobarazzi.
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Yes, I'm still smiling at maybe mile 3 or 4.
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Dave from Joliet, our pace line cheerleader!! Great job Dave, you really kept us working as a team.
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Tom from Duluth, on the left, pulled the line at a great pace for a good deal of the race.
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Some of the hundreds of cowbell waving spectators all alone the route.
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What was this guy's story? Good juju I suspect.
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One of several racers who sacrificed time for patriotism.
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And yet another patriot following in a grand tradition.
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Bill starting to show a bit of the strain.
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Striking distance from the finish line; two miles out on I35. You don't want a headwind moving into this tunnel.
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Bill's head heading into the tunnel.
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Heidi striking a winning pose.
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Trouper Annie crossing the line in real pain.
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The crowds cheer as Annie crosses the finish line.
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After a visit with some cute soldier doctors, a frosty beverage, and a fashionable blue and white sling, Ms. V is all smiles. Tom wonders, "How does she do it?"
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A CRACKED NAIL TOO!!!!!!
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Post race wrap up, with Heidi, Trevor and Gail.
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Not enough racing? Salomon held sprints along the finish line, I'm in my room by this point.
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Later that same night, Missy plans to get to the bottom of that Team Guinness question.
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Tom checks the hockey scores.
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Hey girls over here, girls, GIRLS!! Oh never mind.
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