I had this funny dream last night that I finally won a miss and out by doing the crab walk across the finish line in front of Mary. No bike, just Mary and I doing some ridiculous movements. After they went to the photo finish, which indeed showed that I maneuvered ahead of Mary, I stood up and celebrated and everyone around (including Kendi) had zero reaction - like it was no big deal.

Just goes to show I'm probably the only one who really cares about the outcome of a race. Ha! And maybe I have a future as a crab walker. :)