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Bay to Breakers 2011!


We had a time.


So 5 awesome people I know actually agreed to do this. GeNene, Staci, Jim, Kat, and Laura got to experience the 12 kilometers of mayhem in the streets of San Francisco that is Bay to Breakers. 

The night before the big race we ate at a fancy italian place that was at the fancy hotel across the street from where we were staying (not fancy). We had some concern it might be too fancy, but we could walk to it, that was the important part. Staci and I pre-gamed by each drinking a bottle of wine at dinner. Jim said, "I'll have the bunny" when the waiter was taking his order, and then we all pulled out our iphones to show that we had checked in on facebook earning us free dessert. Also, GeNene may or may not have led our waiter to believe we were restaurant reviewers.

We have Griswold class.

So delicious and so free. 
The next morning we were all up early to find somewhere to park near the finish and take the muni down to the start. It was chilly so we hung out at Starbucks for an hour or so to have coffee and breakfast and stay warm. Then it was a short walk over to our corral...where we saw the first of many naked people.
disclaimer: I do not know either of these two dudes. Although shout out to naked guy for the socks matching the feather boa. Also Jim took this picture. 
It wasn't long until the tortillas started flying through the air and the sounds of them slapping against people's heads was all around us.
be alert or you get slapped in the face. 
Then we made our way up to the start line and this random guy totally photobombed my "crossing the starting line of the historic 100th running of Bay to Breakers" photograph.
Well played, sir. WELL PLAYED. 
It wasn't long until I came across what I thought was a garbage can dressed up like Charlie Brown. Upon closer inspection it turned out to be a sad abandoned Charlie Brown head that didn't make it past the second mile.
probably not so easy to run in, but a very nice idea. 
Bieber Fever affects millions...get tested today. 
Wait, are we still in San Francisco or is this the 1800's out on the prairie because those are definitely buffalo. 
The really cool thing about Bay to Breakers this year is that GeNene ran pretty much the entire way, and it was just last year she was all "no thanks, I'm not a runner, I won't be doing anything like that". Also, Staci and Jim and Kat (with a tendon problem and then twisted her ankle early on) and Laura powered through. AND WE ALL GOT A MEDAL!
Then, as one last treat, we got to walk well over a mile to get to the beer.
good times. 
Here's me, on the drive home. My costume was "1992 Lia" This is my sixth grade cross country uniform. 
Can't wait for next year....
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  1. PunkRockRunnerMay 24, 2011 at 7:53 AM

    I was in Corral A and ran back to the start right after finishing. People were still crossing the starting line when I made it back. This was the only race I’ve ever run that smelled like booze & pot. Neat!!

    Sounds like you had a great day in the city.

    All the best,

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