It’s safe to safe that when it comes to marathons and I, never shall the twain meet; unless you’re talking about the Night of 1000 Wings, wherein I will eat a marathons worth of chicken wings. Modify the word “marathon” with “extreme” and you can absolutely guarantee that I will never be a part of it. Fortunately, others do it and still others take photographs so I can viscerally experience it without you know, getting up.
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One of 26 competitors in this year's North Pole Marathon
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