scenes from a run

Sometimes you just want a run to end. Sometimes you want it to go on forever. This was the second kind.


Today was Pie Day. Pie was had.

Spectators on the beach. I love this photo. Woman’s best friend, indeed.


I have heard of some people using the Yakima aid station attachment to carry bicycles. weirdos.

I was running 20 miles on the Jesus Etc course when they set up a 5k around me. It was pretty hilarious. I ran through the finish chutes four times and they still wouldn’t give me a medal. Snobs.


THE SNOW CONE STAND AT THE START/FINISH LINE IS FINALLY BACK. also, THE SNOW CONE STAND AT THE START/FINISH LINE IS FINALLY BACK. Naturally I had no cash. Life is a series of crashing disappointments.

St. Patrick’s Day festival offered quality entertainment.

In Texas, it’s all about the cowboy boots.


Sad that Mo wasn’t here. Mo loves her bagpipes.

I loved this guy’s shirt and asked him if I could take his photo. He gave me a disinterested shrug in that teenager sort of way. Only when I looked at the photo later did I see he’s looking like the proudest guy in the world.

I could run fast too if I had a jaunty hat and my feet weren’t required to touch the ground.  I found myself going the wrong direction in a quite popular 5K on a quite small sidewalk.

And then it was 20 miles later and I was sorry to see it end. My legs were not. And then I had pie. Because, well, you know …

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About gary

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One Response to scenes from a run

  1. pscapp says:

    In my experience a little bit of Bagpipes go along way.

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