It's that time of year again. I walked over to the convention center and picked up race bibs for family and friends. Once you hit age 49, you are essentially classified as "all others" because they don't break down the age groups beyond that.
Getting the bibs for two 14-year-old girls and my just-turned-48 wife went quick. Walk up, give the name, check the bib, put it in the bag and go. I was moving right along until I reached my station. Is it any surprise that the longest line I had to wait in was for men ages 49++ (what's with the double plus?) whose last names start with F through H? We rock!
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