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.

"Yeah, this could be my race," George answered as they loped over to their teammates, who were kicking a ball around. Although never a standout on the cross-country squad, George had felt himself getting in better shape all week. He hoped that the race against Davis Prep the next day might be the one where he finished a little better than tenth, the best he'd placed so far this season.

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To be a modern prophet
May 22, 1978

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