It’s the first marathon where I had a proper photographer at my side, with press pass and all sorts. He had two very impressive cameras around his neck and I actually spotted him around kilometre 10, while I was still fresh and jolly. (Well, the wrinkles around my eyes tell a different story, but that’s probably not running related.) And then there is this surprise picture just after the start. Mirko, the photographer, took a lot more pictures and I…
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