...in route...
...getting ready to go...
...the troops, minus GT...please disregard the ridiculous look on my face...
...the runners...
...the 'strollers'...
...post-race cooldown...
...and breakfast...
The rest of the break was good, fairly uneventful. Lots of time spent in front of the fireplace, eating Mom's buttermilk chess pie, and hanging out with Wyatt Cody. For much we give thanks!
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Then sings my soul, my Savior God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
Then sings my soul, My Savior God, to Thee;
How great Thou art, how great Thou art!
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