My best race was against a field of men - two of whom wore matchy spandex outfits and strutted around the starting line not making eye contact.  I beat them by a minute ... and I was 5mo pregnant.  
I am definitely one for following the rules but I don't get / like this one.  Guess it's a good thing I won't be setting any records any time soon!
You can read more in this New York Times article.
 
 
 
 


