Saturday, October 21, 2006
My Latest Big Idea
When I got to the starting line, there were 10's of 1000's of runners lined up. There were flour tortillas flying like frisbees. There were a number of guys (there's a group costume contest) running as a land shark (they ran in a straight with fins on their head...I can't describe the visual joy), and beer flowing freely. I couldn't find the actual number of registrants, but more than 100,000 people ran the course. It took me 45 minutes to actually cross the starting line (otherwise I clearly could have won that BMW instead of that skinny Kenyan guy). I ran the first mile, and there was a band. So I kept running. Then I ran the second mile... During the race, there is a really steep hill. I thought of quitting. But there was a guy in ski pants, a parka, and cross-country skis who WALKED up the hill. I kept running. People sprayed us with hoses, handed us beers, and let us use their bathrooms. So I kept running.
I ran past Jerry's Kids (a group of guys in tie-dyed t-shirts pushing a keg in a wheelbarrow - Jerry GARCIA's kids), a group of people pushing a tiki bar on wheels with actual working blenders, and a number of guys running nude except for running shoes (and everyone they passed kept saying "Ow, that must hurt"). So I kept running. And I talked to a totally random but totally interesting people. At the end, I crawled out of the park (remember, I wasn't a runner at the time so bits and pieces hurt) and ate a sweaty but thoroughly enjoyable brunch.
So, to make a long story longer, I have a plan. I think we should have a blogger meet-up of sorts this May. At the 2007 Bay to Breakers. And I think we should have a costume theme. Maybe we could win a trip to Vegas. Hey, a girl can dream.
Let me know if you're in for the run. And send costume ideas. And nothing that chafes, please.
Hey, How far is 12K?
Do you think they would mind if I smoke AND drank while speed-run-walking?
There might be vomit at 7k mark, is that a problem?
I'll be the bartender, I'm in!
I always felt like the start of a marathon looked like some sort of refugee processing procedure. They all look so gaunt and hungry. No wonder they accept food from random strangers as they run the route.
I would, however, totally be up for costumes. Who's going to be the slutty nurse?
Needless to say, SHE TOTALLY LIED TO ME. Years later, I'm still recovering.
I'm totally close to SF too - a mear 1.5 hours. yeah!