On May 20, 1990, 42-year-old Georgene Johnson arrived 15 min early for her 10K race (6.2 mi) as part of the Revco-Cleveland Marathon and found runners already heading down the course. So, she jumped in and started running. At the four-mile point, she realized that something was wrong—the course should have already headed back toward the finish line, but it hadn't. She was actually running in the marathon.
I thought about stopping--I mean, ME running a marathon. But right in front of me there was a man running and on the back of his shirt it had a saying,…
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