I received an message from one of the other participants in the Birmingham Mercedes-Benz Marathon. He goes by the name of Wild Willy.

"I am playing cat and mouse with this guy about my age that has Kalb on the back of his shirt. I guess that is his name. Kalb is a fast walker. He passes me on my walk breaks and I pass him when I start running again. I tell him I was expecting it to be fairly flat except for mile 5 and 22. Kalb is a quiet man, but he agrees that this marathon is really hilly. I finally pull away from Kalb. He has not passed me in a long time. I guess he slowed up a bit or I am going faster.

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Well here comes Kalb passing me. I love that man, just a steady fast walker. I think of how mad my running friend Charlie would be to have a walker pass him. It doesn’t bother me though, more power to him."