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  Chris Fretwell
  Vancouver Marathon, May, 2004

When I got up around 4:30 to walk the dogs, it was pouring. It was a slight 'damper' on things, but hey, this was Vancouver: what the weather was at one minute had nothing to do with what it would be the next. I added a garbage bag to my run pack and headed out the door on my great adventure.

It was beyond exciting waiting for the start. After 4 months of work we were finally there.
 

Continued in the Canadian Marathon Stories Book.....

  Chris Fretwell
  Vancouver Marathon, May, 2004

When I got up around 4:30 to walk the dogs, it was pouring. It was a slight 'damper' on things, but hey, this was Vancouver: what the weather was at one minute had nothing to do with what it would be the next. I added a garbage bag to my run pack and headed out the door on my great adventure.

It was beyond exciting waiting for the start. After 4 months of work we were finally there.
 

Continued in the Canadian Marathon Stories Book.....

  

 

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 "I can't concentrate. An inane song is playing over and over in my head. I have no idea from where my brain comes up with this”

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