0718 hours. And so here I stand. Stretching, pacing, jibber-jabbering and just generally killing time before the starting gun/shout/air horn/lighting of a cigarette. (That last one is only for the Barkley Marathons, a race I’m 99.99998% sure I will never do.) Today isn’t a countdown to the start of a marathon though. No, today’s 24 […]