"Hi. My name is Bob, and my problem is that I overdress for marathon running..." Lets see; It's 45 degrees, and I'm wearing tights, a long sleeve Coolmax(tm), AND a sleeveless jersey (which has my windbreaker stashed in it). Needless to say, I learned my lesson about dressing less for the distance, even when it's cold. This is at mile 14, taken by the lovely St. Lynda Hennigan. |
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Have I mentioned that I juggle? You probably knew that. This is me on Main Street, Penticton, attempting to appease Ogopogo (the monster that lives in Okanagan Lake) so that I might finish my first IM the next day. Looking on (L to R) are Mike Tennant, Pete Priolo, Everett Chock, and Sean Gallagher. |
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"MMPHEE MOO MEEEERRR!" That's me underneath all those clothes...hoisting Phoenicia high over my head after surviving my traditional 1/1 ride. How cold was it that day? As I recall the high temp was 22 degrees, with a windchill of about -14 if you just stood still. My water froze within 4 miles, and if you'll notice the complete lack of booties...my feet did the same about 1 mile later.
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An early shot as the field rolled out of town together...moving as one tightly packed unit amidst the sounds of shoes on pavement and runners rhythmic breathing, not to mention car horns, screaming women, screeching tires, breaking glass, cheers, catcalls...and whirring handicams. |
