It reminds me of a few races I was in in my long-distant youth. You come out of the curve a step ahead of the next runner, going full speed, having let out the throttle. You are hoping you can hold off the competition just a little longer.
We had a chance to break contact with the field and open up some daylight, but we hit a cold spell. So now we have to finish the race with the competition's hot breath down our collars. That's what makes a season fun. You have to earn it.
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