As I stepped up to traverse another stretch of sidewalk along the mean streets of Tacoma (the nearest runner half a mile ahead) I dodged a generator with a thick yellow cord strung between it and a decrepit, older model RV. I realized while spending 5.2 of my Leg 11’s six miles on streets or …
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