And We All Fell Asleep Half an Hour Later
Posted by Moose on May 19th, 2009. Filed under: Uncategorized.Dehydrating myself before a 12k run could be termed a wretched mistake, if one was feeling judgmental. Especially since it was an unprecedented 90 million degrees that morning, and I’m a wilting San Francisco flower who wears a scarf when the thermostat drops to 68 and pulls out the fan and a bucket of ice when it hits 71.
Dear Self,
If you must make me run, please don’t do so after two glasses of champagne and a cup of ill-conceived coffee. Not to mention that whole Sahara Desert thing.
Love, Me
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Dear Me,
Cowboy up, you pansy.
Love, Self
But if there’s ever a time to power through a little pain, it’s Bay to Breakers. Even if by “power through” you mean “jump in at mile 2 and veer off course toward french toast and mimosas at mile 6.” The streets are teeming with drunk people in wigs, and jazz hands are not only warranted, they’re downright necessary.
A cheerleader, a devil, a bunny rabbit, and a raver muppet. Please note the jazz hands.
If you have any desire to see what it looks like to run Bay to Breakers, check out Kristin’s masterpiece. I was running right next to her as she filmed it, so this is exactly what my Sunday morning looked like, naked butts and all:
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May 19th, 2009 at 11:15 am
So rad. I’m thinking I need to come sleep on your kitchen floor and run this with you guys next year. But only if we can stop for mimosas and french toast afterward.
May 19th, 2009 at 9:14 pm
Dear Not-so-wilting-pansy,
Wow,you survived the death desert test! Tres impressed with your camel like abilities.
Adieu,
A Stranger.
May 20th, 2009 at 9:35 am
Hmmm… I’m running the Bolder Boulder this weekend, and while I’m told there are many many people in costume (and frat boys from CU with water AND vodka shots for runners) I still don’t think the experience will be able to compare AT ALL to that video. And frankly, men running naked? That’s got to do all sorts of awkward jiggly things to their business, if you know what I mean.
May 20th, 2009 at 9:43 am
As a semi-serious runner (I know, a TRACK COACH should probably be a SERIOUS runner but WHATEVER, do as I SAY not as I DO!!), I really, REALLY wish I was running this race … mile 2 thru 6 anyway. HA! I watched the video… love how they totally SPEED UP and run after the naked guys!! WOO HOO!
p.s. But what about the CHAFING, naked guys? THE CHAFING! Also, nice heart monitor. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
May 20th, 2009 at 11:29 am
I love this–love love and more love. This, my dear, is why San Francisco is the most awesomest city in the world. Bay to Breakers, baby!
xox
May 20th, 2009 at 12:37 pm
Nothing says I’m here to party quite like jazz hands.
May 20th, 2009 at 8:15 pm
And, I am coming with Kerri. That video was fantastic.
May 21st, 2009 at 9:04 am
Moose,
I’m over at Camels and Chocolates website minding my own business and viewing a “Bay to Breakers” video. Sure, the costume race is legendary but I’ve never seen mass runners dressed as dressed cockroaches, cheerleaders, animals, fish swimming upstream (liked) and some things I just couldn’t figure-out but nonetheless, it was San Francisco. I read about the nudity which only for a split second surprised me during Kristin’s video but what truly shocked me was a split second Moose cameo! “What the…? Exercise? Huh, the Moose?”
Say it, “Ain’t so,” JOE! Say it ain’t so, Moose!
May 21st, 2009 at 9:04 am
Moose,
I’m over at Camels and Chocolates website minding my own business and viewing a “Bay to Breakers” video. Sure, the costume race is legendary but I’ve never seen mass runners dressed as cockroaches, cheerleaders, animals, fish swimming upstream (liked) and some things I just couldn’t figure-out but nonetheless, it was San Francisco. I read about the nudity which only for a split second surprised me during Kristin’s video but what truly shocked me was a split second Moose cameo! “What the…? Exercise? Huh, the Moose?”
Say it, “Ain’t so,” JOE! Say it ain’t so, Moose!
May 21st, 2009 at 11:15 am
Dear Running Bob,
I have been known to exercise. Occasionally. Usually only if promised some sort of caloric reward.
Love, Moose