“Ad astra per alia porci”

Friday, July 28th, 2006…… Scott Jones, Elizabeth Leasure, and myself descended upon San Francisco to take part in 26.2 miles of physical pain and beautiful scenery. It’s a love, hate relationship this running thing. However, if there is one city that can make the last six miles of marathoning a fond memory, San Fran is the one. The temperature was a perfect 63 degrees Fahrenheit and the Cytomax was lukewarm and fresh from the plastic bottle. Scott and I cruised through the first twenty miles, racing cars across the golden gate and intimidating the sea lions along the fisherman’s wharf. Unfortunately, the last six miles included an incline other than “flat” and “downhill.” However, this did not deter us. My time you ask? Well, that would be a number as close to the four hour mark without going over…that’s right, I finished the race in 3:59:59. Check out the pics and assorted SFM paraphernalia.