Happy Birthday 1st Class

So this is how you travel, eh? I've had my doubts over the years whether you'd make it to 38, but you did, so enjoy it up. Happy Birthday 1st Class! (I can't believe I got the date right this year).

3rd Place Rock

You know it's a FatAss race (no shirt, no aid, no whining, no fee) when you spend half the race puking up an Really Old Bagel with cream cheese that I unwisely nuked for breakfast (6 stops for vomit over miles 12-23) and still win 3rd prize with my 2nd worst 50k time. Lovely foggy day in west seattle, bunch of other addicts that I see every weekend congregated for their weekly hit (some for a double). 50k is the new marathon.