Was it worth it? Check out the goodies. Lots left over even after sending everyone home with a doggy bag and delivering some cinnamon buns to a couple of friends. 
It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.
Nothing can keep the Ground Pounders from a feast. Here we are, a small, but hardy group of runners braving the elements. I'm the one with the red nose and fat knee. It took good drugs to get through the run. I'm really hobbling right now though. Probably not the most intelligent thing I've ever done, but I've been leading this run for 20 years. I'd really hate to miss one.
This is what we woke up to this morning. I was expecting a bunch of people for the cinnamon bun run. I was freaking out, worrying that nobody would show up and leave me with 10 dozen cinnamon buns.
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