I got dropped off outside the VCU track, and that's when things got buck nitty.
I walked over to the Expo Center looking for Jimmy Jam. Of course, he was talking up a tall blond (allegedly Olympian Alan Webb's girlfriend, but who gives a -). I gave him his space and moved in behind him to help sell the running shoes he had been pushing all day. We sold a couple more shoes then rolled back over to the track where all our boys were running a 5k. People at the gate wanted 5 bones for admission so we shoved our way through a side gate. Our boys swept 1st through 6th. I'm not sure any of them even broke a sweat. That's just how they do.
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