About 8 miles from the end, Pete remarked about how good a Coke sounded right now. About a mile later, he pulled off the trail. It seemed like an unusual pit stop for Pete. He dug around the base of a pine tree and pulled out an unopened can of Coke. He had stashed it the night before. What a great guy.
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You guys look great for being at mile 26.2...usually people look like they need a cot and some IV fluids.
Did Pete share his Coke. If he's any kind of friend, he at least offered a little sipsy.
I will send this link to all of the Coke managers I work with. They will get a kick out of it.
A Coke and a Smile. Next you will be teaching the world to sing, in perfect harmony.
Joel made me smile. I didn't want to.
Given my poor singing the world will be a much better place if I'm not the one teaching it to sing.
Jenna,
Of course I shared. I gave Joel the bottom third. You know, the backwash part.
You know, my favorite picture is probably the one with the flower. I can just see it now - Dad, an ultra-runner, in his scary sunglasses, Garmin watch, major running shoes, and a camel back, stopping to take a picture of a flower. It's pretty cute. :)
I can't believe you run that much EVERY week!
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