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Here are 2 things.

Yesterday evening part of the Pacific Coast Highway collapsed into the ocean near Big Sur.


Word on the street is, the Big Sur Marathon course may be altered into an out and back course, with the turnaround just before the Bixby Bridge. The online reaction to this news can be summed up in the following sentiments:
Hey, will there still be a race?
I'm not running if it's not the original course!
Can I get your entry if you're not going to run?
Hey, let's calm down, the race organizers can't control NATURE.
One year, El Nino made us change the course too.
I'm coming all the way from Timbuktu for this, can you just, like, build a bridge or something?

The race isn't until May 1st, so I'm kind of in the wait and see rather than be disappointed now category. This is my first Big Sur, so I'm pulling for a fix before then, although there is still that matter of now knowing I'm running for hours along a road that has been known to collapse into the ocean. 


Where do you fall on the reaction spectrum to race changes/cancellations...? And is a race still a race if it's not the original course? Will I have to say I ran the Big Sur Marathon BUT...we had to turnaround halfway to Big Sur? yeesh.


And the second thing is....Bay to Breakers sold out today. 50,000 full. Costumes, nudity, and debauchery through the streets of San Francisco. I'm in.
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