Runnin' just as fast as I can....
Tomorrow I'm gonna do the Bolder Boulder with around 50,000 other folks. I'm doing it mainly because in Boulder you can't do anything else on BB day - we just fill the streets with porta potties and Gatorade (very cyclical, I know) and let the stringy people run free.
In the neighborhood stretches of the run neighbors will come out and stretch their little sleepy legs in lawn chairs and sometimes even bring out a boombox to help cheer us on. But my favorite was an older guy with long, white hair who brought out a little stand with his iPod and some high-powered speakers. He was wearing a terry bathrobe that stopped alarmingly short on his old-man legs and as he put the speakers on the table, it flapped open, revealing that he was wearing nothing underneath. He started dancing as the music came on -- Gwen Stefani's "I'm just a girl" -- and downing a tumbler of suspicious liquid at around 8:30 a.m.
Only in Boulder. And only at the Bolder Boulder.
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and that's what makes it so fun. all the oddballs come out, and the weather and scenery are beautiful (not counting the old man's legs).
There has be a rise in inadvertant junk spotting lately. My friend has seen two sets in the last week!
That's just wrong. But in a town where boy runners wear diapers held by twisty-ties, it's inevitable.
How come I never get to see any girl junk while walking around town?
If you see girl junk, you better pick up running as a self-defense/sport.
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