Montana de Oro 50K

I'm gonna write something about the Montana de Oro 50K I ran last Sunday...but not yet. Busy-ness. But it was lovely. And hard. But in a good way.

The picture above is from the very end of the race, like the last 30 yards. The rest did not look like that at all: as in no roads, many mountains. My legs are really scratched up from a run in with a bush during an out of control descent, and I've got little poision oak patches, despite washing my legs off post race in a little creek with the special wash race director Sarah let me borrow. And I have some pretty good bruises on and around my knees, but those are mostly from the rock climbing gym adventure Kevin took me on last Monday. Anyway, my legs look...like mine, and better and happier to me than I can recall them looking in quite some time. They're quite lived upon. : )