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Tuesday, 04 August 2009 |
Last year I entered the New
York City Marathon. The race started and immediately I was the last of the
runners. It was embarrassing.
The guy who was in front of me, second to
last, was making fun of me. He said, “Hey buddy, how does it feel to be last?”
I replied: “You really want to know?”
Then I dropped out of the
race.
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