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Something funny happened today. I decided to run up Big Bertha. See, she and I go way back. She appears a tad after the .75 mile mark into a 2.7 loop. Right after her, the coveted 1.0 is painted on the concrete. She is the first Big Hill after a bunch of tiny ones. On days when I want a really quick outing, I turn around at that mile marker, then sail down her quickly. When I was a walker, Big Bertha was when I'd start to sweat. Pushing Splig's stroller up Big Bertha was horrendous. Even...

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