Friday, July 10, 2009
There's barely a cloud in the sky. It's a crisp morning and the air is thick with anticipation. The Silverton gymnasium is filling with tan muscled earthy ultrarunners. Donned with running hats with sunglasses on the brim, and water packs on their back. Thirty minutes before the start, and the nervous energy is electric at 5:30 a.m.
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