Monday, February 25, 2013

A One Man Race

On Friday night, I went out for a nice short run.  As I was going up the first hill, I got passed by someone else who was out for a run.  I said to myself, no way, you cannot let someone pass you.  I kept a good pace behind him never letting him gain too ahead of me.  I finally passed him near the top of the first hill.  He caught back up and pulled ahead on the flat part.

I decided to go for it.  I sped up and passed him for good.  I swear I heard him laugh as I was pulling away.  I looked back twice and saw he was still behind me.  When I got to the next intersection, I turned around and faced my nemesis.  I waved to him and he just ignored me.  Oh well, I had some extra fun with my run this night.

Have you ever raced someone who did not know you were racing?

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