Constructing Vibram Five Fingers at the Little Fort aid station – duct tape version!
Month: June 2011
MegaWUS (otherwise known as The WUS At Which Brittany Was Absent)
Well, I think we have finally discovered what will bring the WUSsies out in droves.
a) 100+ degree heat
b) promises of a purply toenail
c) Bobby Gill [I guess that’s kind of the same thing as a)]
One might have thought that the CPBG patrons might have been nonplussed to be sharing their roof deck with 15 sweaty runners (although we were kind enough to follow Aaron’s lead and wring the puddles of sweat out of our shirts before entering, much to the delight of a certain 11-year old boy passing on the sidewalk (Mommy, can we have pizza EVERY Tuesday night??). Instead, some kind ladies at a neighboring table shared with us their entire cake — Farewell, boss Richard!
Such an outpouring of WUSsies deserves some kind of commemoration. We were graced by the presence of a record number of women:
Marjon (long-awaited since Eagle Run!), Jamie (Horton’s former employee, visiting DC for the summer), Sabrina (we’re looking forward to some lessons in non-practical theology), Anna (getting back into training for Beer Mile redemption), Mackenzie (will be working on email word choice — although her endorsement may have played a key role in WUSsie turnout), Kirstin (best dressed, as always), Boots (one of our scarce and prized female WUS regulars), and myself (tolerated only because I’m the only one who knows the damn trails out there).
The ladies begrudgingly tolerated the men only because they carried our beer money and water (or in the case of Randy sprinted back to the WUS house to retrieve the beer money):
Randy (Amy and Marjon’s friend visiting from Portland (really missing the Portland weather)), Bobby (I can’t run because my biceps are too big) Gill, JLD (tolerated because he always brings females), Ryon (tolerated because he always has some entertaining new piece of gear [this time it was a wet rag tied around his neck]), Aaron (who’s greatest contribution to the run may be the squeal he always elicits from Kirstin — well, the impersonations aren’t shabby either), Tom (who doesn’t seem to mind the squeals Aaron elicits from Kirstin), Joe (I’m still waiting to see the day Joe gets pissed about something), Art (who stole my seat but fortunately not my beer).
Noticeably absent:
Keith: perhaps tired of being my waterboy
Brian: sad sad sad 🙁 🙁 still not running
Sean A: hot Match date!
Sean B: probably couldn’t find his heart monitor
Doug: I can’t think of anything disparaging to say about Doug but he wanted his absence to be noted
My purple toe from Holy Cowans Gap, an insane 50k designed by Alisa Springman and Sue Malone in Southern PA (blog on that is forthcoming):
