
I wore my marathon outfit to practice in it. The race in Little Rock is pirate themed.
Here's Ragan!

We headed out west. I knew it would be a little windy and promised her it'd better. After a mile we went south for one mile, then west for two miles. Then headed north. We were 3 miles from home and they sucked. It was cold and windy and no reprieve. We made it home, I refueled and headed out for the last three.
And oh my God! It was a mental test. My body was fine but it was cold and every where I turned it was blowing 20-30 mph. It was miserable. But as in all things, I finished and refueled and headed for a warm shower. And I survived and am stronger for it.
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