But for the first time, the World Athletics federation added Masters championships, and-almost like a dream-I not only participated again, but raced at the front of the M80 field and managed to outlast a stubborn Australian for the win. Not the main men’s open race, in which I competed for England in 1966 and New Zealand in 1977. Last weekend, in Bathurst, Australia, I did something I thought I would never do again: I ran once more in the World Cross-Country Championship.
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