Twenty-two minutes later, I can say the same as we embrace and congratulate each other. Then we dragged our tired butts back to the motel. You would think that you'd want to sleep in after the previous day's activity but, surprisingly, you get up early. Stiff, but rarin' to go. We mill around at the oval as volunteers start to dismantle the temporary village.
Congratulations fill the air.
Some file an application to next year's race. Others swear never again.