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My friend Rebecca has decided to start training for the Boston Marathon in April. These are some thoughts she had once the decision was made:

Goosebumps (as in 'talk to me Goose...)? Try TURKEYbumps -- that's the largest species of bird I can think of on the fly). Yep. I get 'em. I got 'em reading your message just now, so thanks for that. Goosebumps -- let's see: I get them thinking about what it's like the night before, when you're so damn nervous your pasta sits in your tummy like so many basketballs. I get them thinking about walking up to the table and claiming your bag that contains the number that you will pin on your shirt (to say nothingof all the cool stuff!), an experience that few get to have in this lifetime... Thanks. And thanks... This is gonna be good... Goose out