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I throw on the softshell, link down, second down, and hardshell knowing that without being zipped link they won’t do much. I'm in deep shit. I stand for a second, a vulnerable, terrifying second, unsure what to do. Luckily, Rebecca comes to my aid. She is calm and direct as she zips my clothing, places two hand warmers into my palms, balls my hands into fists, and pushes them into my gloves. Chris has my bike link ready and Rebecca instructs me to immediately begin walking.
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