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Sheryl and I drove to Fredericton on Saturday so I could run the marathon yesterday. It’s a long drive — four hours feels like a journey these days — but we arrived with plenty of time to walk the whole downtown. Finding somewhere to eat proved difficult, and we ultimately ended up at some nondescript pub where I ate something purposefully bland. I’ve been having trouble with my stomach, and it was the kind of meal I hope to forget by tomorrow.I find it hard not to be critical of any performa...