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Saturday, September 02, 2006
The drivers are the heroes of this race. They do not have to run but they have to stay awake the whole time and stay on top of where they are supposed to be. It is very confusing especially in the middle of the night when well-meaning volunteers are waving you in a certain direction only to find they are waving the second vans not yours and if you are not paying attention you have missed the exchange for your next runner. There is nothing more heartbreaking than to see a runner finish their leg and the next runner is not yet there to meet them. They have to stay in the finish chute until their teammate arrives and the clock continues to tick off time as they stand there. It is a helpless feeling after running your ass off to realize that no matter how fast you ran you are just losing time.
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