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  Race Finish. It sure felt good to stop.
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  Me and the boys (David, 8 and Stephen, 11). They both have broken wrists, Stephen's cast is behind me. Boys will be boys.
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  Crispin Henry, the only other BT'r I ran into during the race. Actually, I didn't know he was here until he went wizzing by me on the bike leg.
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  My traditional way to celebrate a finish - Champagne. This time, it was the good stuff, Veuve Cliquot, which is my personal favorite. It is the taste of victory.