The 2nd year in a row, I took part in the oldest race in North America. The goal this year was to conquer the dreaded hill at the 28th kilometer by running the whole way. That challenge lasted only a few hundred meters and I was then back to walking again. The race was fun as usual, with great support en route and a huge number of participants. The best part was meeting with the reaper one km short of the finish. This year as well my timing was pretty much the same as last year, but I finished the race without much trouble.
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