So I’m chugging along Highway 1 running the Big Sur Marathon and minding my own business…slowly…when who should I see but a fellow Orlovian from the 2008 Antarctica Marathon!  Jeremy Bolt was passing me with ease  and kindly slowed and ran with me for awhile  after I shouted him down.  (That photo above?  I MADE the poor guy stop and take a picture with me to commemorate the moment.  Who knew it would make the marathon’s website?)

I’d say that it was the biggest coincidence of the day if at the starting line I hadn’t also just run into David Prough from that same adventurous race.  Reconnecting with two, count ‘em, TWO people from the frigid run at the bottom of the earth here in my own neighborhood doing the Big Sur Marathon?  Man, what a day!

Running into those guys put a cap on the weekend and really made the Big Sur Marathon memorable for me.  Not that I didn’t already have other moments from that weekend to remember…costume-related moments if you read my last post.  (Though as it turns out, I DIDN’T run the Just Run Just Kids 3k dressed as a carrot.)

I ran it as an ear of corn.

My friend Joe Vargo ran it too…as a pea-pod.  And he made the front page of the paper, battling mightily at the starting line with an 8 year old.

After Sunday’s run Joe and I hooked up with our friends and fellow runners/walkers/ATHLETES,  Desma, Rosa and Trish and did a little post-marathon celebrating at my house.  Nothing calms those achy muscles like a little bubbly with your buddies.