I lived in the East Bay for 11 years, and less than a year after I leave, Oakland cleverly re-starts its marathon. Hey Oakland Marathon, did you think I wouldn't notice the timing? But hey. I'm a trooper. I can take the rejection.
Oakland marathon runners, when you're running from Rockridge BART up to Route 13, there's one thing you should keep in mind: you poor bastards have twenty miles left.
This is what's called "sending out positive energy". It's what's great about America.
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