Windy Hill

I love running hills. I eat hills for breakfast. But the hill I ran up this morning was particularly windy. I was blown away. Literally. The wind was angry and the hill was long and steep. I was being pushed to the right, to the left, to the front, to the back (tootsie roll). Out of breath, heart pounding, legs like jello, I pushed on and reached the top of the hill. I stopped, put my hands on my hips and breathed in the cool air. I thought to myself, "whew, that was a WINDY HILL." Then I looked up and noticed the appropriately named road I just ran up...

Flesh-Colored Shorts

As I ran through my neighborhood this past weekend, I saw a man approaching. He was out for an afternoon run too.  Then I thought to myself, "Is he nude?". As he got closer I saw that he was not nude but was instead wearing flesh-colored running shorts. But not just any flesh-colored running shorts. These were short, flesh-colored running shorts that were drenched in sweat. They had become short, flesh-colored see through running shorts. As we passed each other, I think I saw “it”.

Rhino Boy

Okay, one more thing I saw while running NYC. Rhino boy. I first saw him at packet pick-up the day before the race and then again that night on the subway. That's where I took this picture of him. I didn't see him during the actual race. But I know he did finish.

Italian Chateau in NYC

The New York City Marathon is this weekend. I ran it last year. A person who runs the NYC Marathon is like a Vietnam vet. If you get us talking about it, we won't shut up. We have stories. Just like when a Vietnam vet starts talking about 'Nam. Yes, I could go on and on about the many things I saw that day. But I'll just write about one thing that sticks out in my mind.

As I turned the corner at Columbus Circle near the finish line, with bleachers full of spectators cheering me on, I saw Italian chateau man. He was running with an Italian chateau atop his head. It was about three feet wide and two feet tall. The chateau was very detailed. Florentine facade, terrace, the works. I'm not sure what it was made of. Maybe a covered styrofoam of some sort, because it didn't seem too heavy. But go ahead and picture Ryan Hall with an Italian chateau balanced on his head. I've included some pictures to help you image what I saw last November.