Yesterday was another great
marathon ride through Salt Lake City. As always, the 6 AM start is hard for many of the PCRs who need more beauty sleep than others. This year the Prez decided he wanted to be seen and not hit, so he came with a light and booties that lite up the entire race course. Sexy Legs Triathlete Trabert started with the bandits, but at mile 20 realized that he had waited long enough for the Big Man, who was socializing with two school teachers from Bingham, who were much better company, and the Prez, who was changing a flat, left for a mad dash to the finish line so he could get to his next activity, skiing at Alta.
Tow Truck Moesser, had problems with the alarm clock, so he says, and hooked up for pictures and a ride home from the finish line. There was a siting of Morgan Daines, but he was swept off quickly to avoid the paparazzi. Some of the younger PCRs, Wild Man Max and Rocky D Clawson decided this 6 AM start is for the birds. I trust the rest of you were able to enjoy a beautiful Saturday, worthy of riding at any hour.
YIPPY SKIPPY
"Man this is early.... Has anyone seen Tow Truck Moesser?? "
Starting and finishing the race together is one thing, but how about riding together??
Loved the NEW light, but the NEW booties.... ????
Prez, not sure why you are flippin off Big Man??? I know he was making fun of your new booties, but aren't you in the bishopric??
For some PCRs, 26.2 miles is NOT enough
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