Big Rock Mystery Run

Ron Gimblet and I walked the Big Rock Mystery Run this morning in 3:02:42. They said it was eight miles. We started with about a hundred other people in a driving rain storm from the skateboard park on the Arkansas River side of Fort Roots. We climbed four times from roughly the river to the top and back, slipping and sliding and being scared to fucking death (speaking for myself). We beat one guy. I think he got lost. The good looking chicks were gone by the time we finished, but several hot dogs—still hot, with fresh buns and plenty of mustard—waited for us. You can imagine how good they were.