Carb Angels

I had arrived to the race quite early.  As I was heading for the registration tables I ran into Karen.  We had a small conversation and then went our separate ways, hoping to see each other after the race to see how our running had gone. 

As you can see, Karen did quite well.  The standing sheets were put up and the magic search for our names, times and positions began.  I did immediately notice she was searching on the listings in an area much closer to the winners than I was.  Not only did she kick my butt, time wise, she was the fastest woman in her age bracket.  No I am not going to tell you which age bracket.  Congrats on a great race.   

At one point in time after the race was over and I had consumed a lot of the food that was endless, I had thought about making my way out. But that little carb angel sitting on my shoulder said “one more, Al”.  I decided to not argue with the little guy and grabbed another cup…or two.  I also ran into some other folks who were listening to their carb angels, too.  Marsha, Laurie and Pete had also chosen not to argue.  Turns out Marsha and I had first met in Worcester at  race about 2 years ago.  Meeting them was fun and a real great finish to the day. 

Karen, Kate and I met in the  food line.  Kate had read Dave McGillivray’s book “The Last Pick”.  Dave and I ran across the United States at the same time. Separated by 2 weeks and only a couple hundred miles.  I told Kate to read it again because on page 105 Dave mentions my name.  He had just found about my journey. 

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