Linz and I went for a trial run of our 5k route tonight. I'm proud to say that we made it out alive. We even got a few whistles from the homeless, the Cholo gangsters, and the old man with the fishing boat. We thought we wouldn't make it, but when all was said and done, it wasn't that bad. I think we'll be fine next Saturday. Of course it didn't help that we stopped at Farr's Ice Cream on the way home...
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