7:00 AM.
Busted out the field. Participation isn't what it used to be, but I can still beat Jesse.
A VERY sober crowd.
In retrospect - it is a pretty good story. Oh well, at least nobody got hurt, it didn't rain, we finally made it to Champaign, and I got to spend some quality time with the shoulder of the Eastbound I-74 lanes I don't often get a chance to walk.