Bay to Breakers

The past weekend was full of fun and partying. Otis' high school friends Seki and Mitchell (last names, as guys will do) were in town, and Elle and I accompanied them in evening activities. Friday night to the Mission for tacos and burritos at Pancho Villa and beer stops along the way back. Saturday, I set a PR for the deadlift--225 lbs!--no boy help there. Very proud. And very sore. But a good sore. Saturday night we went to the Giants game and watched a rather boring loss to the White Sox. After 3-4 days of incredibly warm temperatures (reaching the 90s in San Francisco proper--an absurdity, truly), the weather cooled off and we appropriately froze our butts off in the last few innings.
Sunday was the Bay to Breakers race, a 14K run from the San Francisco Bay to the Pacific Ocean. There are people who actually run the whole thing, including professionals competing for something like $10K. But most San Franciscans wake up early to tie on both their costumes and a six pack. By 8:30AM, half the city is 1.5 sheets to the wind and dressed up in crazy--but creative--costumes. People push floats along the course, and others line up along the route and then hop into the procession. Most revelers don't make it past the entrance to Golden Gate Park, but it was a blast. People went all out with full on--or full OFF, as the case may be--costumes. Group costumes are most common. Robots, the Chinese-Tibetan Ping Pong Alliance, vikings, the Bluth Frozen Banana Stand complete with Blue Man Tobias, LOTS of naked man-parts...

Otis concocted our group costume: the Texas Mormon Compound. Elle, Otis, Seki, Mitchell, and I wore some of the most hideous $4.49 dresses from Goodwill: "We are a modest people." Sheehy dressed as Our Husband and led us around with the Book of Mormon raised high (or, "The Divinci Code," if you looked closely). Elle and I attempted the distinctive compound hairdo. Our group got great responses from the crowd, including a policeman who told us, "I'm into polygamy" and gave us some hairstyling tips. We were thrilled when we came across a Texas CPS officer--she started grilling us about our children and the Compound. We deferred to Our Husband.




By 4PM, we were partied out, and Seki and Sheehy were passed out in Otis' and Elle's apartment. A fun weekend all around.