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Don't Look Tired at the Finish Line

Unbeknownst to me, my super-epic* 4th place finish at Miles for Melanoma on Sunday morning was captured on film.

Check the last few seconds of this WGN clip from Sunday night:


If I would have known they were filming I would have at least made an attempt to look less like someone who's about to fall over.

The lesson is: you should always pretend that cameras are on you, just in case it turns out that they actually are.

*I am not using the (non)phrase "super-epic" correctly. I fully understand that my finishing a 5K in 20:48 is not at all "super" or "epic" and certainly doesn't warrant combining the two to make a new word. Please indulge me.

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  1. Nice 4th Place finish. Don't worry, I have looked much worse in many of my finishes.

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  2. You don't look tired! You look like you just kicked ass for 3.1 miles!

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    1. Except that the ass I was kicking was my own

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