The loops are about 7.6 miles or so.
Lap 5 was pretty dang slow, so I went out on my bike to see what was up. I went out about 2 miles & found them. My brother was shot so he took my bike back to his car/start/finish line & I "ran" in with them.
Lap 6 things were looking pretty ugly. It had rained a LOT during loop 5 & spirits were low, but more people from work had showed up to say hi & cheer
Bruce on. He changed tops again, grabbed a MoJo bar & he & Jim took off. I w as going to go on this lap, but one of his co-workers husbands decided to run 4 or so miles with him - this was good.
By now the rain had pretty much stopped but it was cold, so I got my running crap on & chatted with a friend who was volunteering (yes I have friends...well...A friend). I waited & waited & waited. Back on the bike to see where they were at. They were about 2 miles out so I rode ahead a bit & parked the bike & got
Bruce's ipod. He really didn't want it, but I told him I'd carry it when he was done with it. This helped him out a lot - he was running, if you could even call it that, SO SLOW. I was basically walking, but didn't want to make him feel worse than he already did so I made pretend I was running

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Jim& I chatted for a while, but when I looked over @
Bruce @ one point he had a serious 1,000 yard stare going on. When cars came by I had to pull him in & run on the inside of the road b/c I was afraid he was going to pitch himself into the Lake by accident as the road leaned that way. I was starting to get a bit worried.
You have to figure we were running 13-14mms at this point. Then, all of the sudden, @ mile 58 or so, he gets this burst of energy & starts really running! It was all I could do to keep up - it was wild. Then he slowed for a bit, then did it again

. He was getting SO sick & tired of his deadman shuffle.
The cruel part about this race is @ the end there's an out & back. We passed the finish line & had to go out about 1.5 miles then back. This really did him in. By this time it was getting dark. I mean, REAL dark...ADVANCED darkness (for those of you that watch SpongeBob).
The aid station out there was unmanned, but still there. he grabbed some JuJuBees, turned around & headed for the finish line. They were all but wrapped up by the time we got there, but they waited. Carl, the race director, is just an amazing guy. They were all so supportive & positive. I would have been SO pissed that I was still there!!
Bruce took the medal & put it around
Jim's neck.
Jim didn't want to take it, but finally acquiesced & said that he'd hang it in
Bailey's room. There were some wet eyes. We waddled back to our cars (could barely find them in the dark), packed our crap & made the hour long trip home....during this ride it began to rain again. Thank goodness it held off because I don't think he would have made it had it started while he was still running.
He's still real beat up today - took yesterday off from work. His right knee is hurting worse than the rest

...we'll see what happens with it.
He said he's going to burn his running shoes. Oh, and I DID tell him, around mile 59 that I had signed him for MCM. He said "no way I'm running again". I told him how much it costs for an entry fee & he said "I'll give you the $90"

He'll run it....you'll see.
