Run a straight race

George hurriedly double-knotted the laces of his running shoes and jogged out of the gym. Soccer workouts were the ones he loved most. The coach usually scheduled a half-hour scrimmage the day before the cross-country meet so that the team could loosen up and have some fun before the race.

Gary, the captain, came up even with him as they reached the grass. "You psyched up for this one, George?" he asked with a smile.

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