I just came fourth out of 600 runners in Journey to the End of the Night, a 10km hunter killer street race across San Francisco. I am exhausted but just glad to be here. I ran for about three hours and was about 30 minutes behind the winner. More when I recover and stop shaking. The vast majority of runners don't finish so I really am glad to be here.
Edit: I think 75 people completed the course. The last ones were still coming in after 1am.