Friday I went for my usual bike ride. While turning toward the trail head I saw two trucks pulled on the side of the road. There were two men in the middle of the road who had pinned a juvenile rattlesnake down with an ice scraper. It had it’s fangs bared and was trying to strike at them. The Wonder Twins sat there laughing their idiot butts off.
I’m sure I’m not alone in rooting for the snake.
I was a little sorry I didn’t hang out to see what happened when they eventually let it go. But I wanted to get my ride on ... and I didn’t want to encourage them ... or perform CPR when their throats closed up after multiple snake bites.
|And the Darwin Award goes to ...|
But I digress ... what’s new ...
This morning I ran The Colfax Marathon Urban 10 miler. My original plan was to run the half marathon but it sold out before I got around to registering. Oops. The full and halves are loop courses from City Park around different parts of Denver. The ten miler starts along the marathon course way on the other side of town.
Starting at Casa Bonita .... blech. I had no problem running away from that Pepto-Pink temple of culinary horror.
This was my first distance run in my Newtons. The plan was to take it easy and that’s just what I did. I had a very nice run.
Somewhere along Colfax (everyone from Denver knows this ... tasteful ... little street) I looked down and found a royal blue/zebra stripped G-string staring back at me. Last year, during the full, I had to swerve to avoid stepping on a used condom. This year it looked like they were turning the class up a titch. Well done, Denver!!!
After the race we were supposed to bussed back to our cars. My friend Ansley ran the full and offered to drive me back. I declined, she really needed to go home after all her hard work. So we waited ... and waited ... and waited. For an hour. No buses. A very nervous RTD worker finally came over and assured us that a bus would be by any minute ... fifteen minutes later no busses. At this point there were a few hundred people waiting. A few hundred tired, smelly, hungry, cranky runners. Epic fail.
|Our designated bus stop ... which states "No Weekends."|
I got together with a few other runners and called a cab. Thank you, Samuel the cab driver. You were a delight. I was one of the first cars to leave the parking lot.
|Snarky photo from the lovely, air-conditioned cab ... oh, looks here's a bus!|
So fairly decent (or is it indecent) morning for me ... now that I am home, showered, and fed.
Elizabeth had a pretty great morning, too.
My dad is a pilot. I spent an awful lot of my youth hanging around airports every weekend. Lots of great memories. Lots of great vacations. Lots of airsickness ... just as bad as in boats. Oh well, I would just dope up on Dramamine and sleep the flight away and wake up somewhere cool. Worked for me!
Elizabeth got her first flight lesson with dad today. She had a fantastic time. Lucky girl, she didn’t inherit my dastardly inner ear problems.
|Dad and Elizabeth (wearing a running skirt, that's my girl)|
|Gorgeous girl, gorgeous view.|
Now we’re off to watch a little Star Trek - WOO-HOO!!!!