Wiping sweat from her brow, the runner focused on the track ahead. She could see her partner waiting at the starting line. Although she had been running for a long time and had already covered quite a distance, the runner pushed herself to go just a little faster.
Once she reached her partner, she would be able to rest.
As the distance between them disappeared, a chanting filled the air.
Five!
Four!
Three!
Two!
One!
"Good luck." The runner gasped as she passed a baton to her partner, who began jogging backwards.
"See you next year!" He called to his exhausted partner. She waved to him, then sat down on a bench by the starting line. Watching as her partner turned around and increased his speed, the woman released a sigh.
"At least the leap year is over. I won't have to run for an extra day next time."
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