Thank goodness the run was over. I was faster than I anticipated. I guess there were less umm... factors, to hold me back. That, coupled with my trusty PDA. I practically smoked most of my friends (note-'practically smoked' and 'most'). Penat giler after that. I swear half of us were half-senile due to insufficient amount of oxygen going to the brain. Some of the guy runners, unfortunately were born senile/gay.