gust of wind from behind (where else would it come from, you silly) and i saw don surged past me. for a moment, for just a moment, i was ahead by a belly. but the sight of a photographer clicking us both, caused to me to tuck my belly in and at that very moment the advantage was lost. at that moment, i let him go, though i could have easily finished ahead of him. because, i can run 100 m at don’s pace. really. i really can. on my fresh legs, i can run 100 m at the same pace as don can when he has already covered 50 