Angela & Libbie Run Another Marathon and are Still Alive plus Jerry Garcia's House

Yesterday, Angela and I completed our seventh and fifth marathon, respectively, in San Francisco, the Nike Women's Marathon. As girly as the race was themed, this was no race for the faint of heart. We climbed from 0 to 300 feet over a period of two miles three times between miles six and 15, and endured a serious of slow inclines and declines throughout the second half of the course. I think the most interesting thing about this course was how difficult it was, but we powered through it anyway, admiring the gorgeous houses, Golden Gate Bridge, crashing waves and all of the pink surrounding us. I still think that running through it is the best way to see a city. We smiled at all the photographers despite feeling like total crap (Angela, aching knees, me, annoying cramps reminiscent of the St. Louis Marathon). Even so, we finished in around four and a half hours (not great, but awesome considering the circumstances), and we lived to cross the finish line and grab our Tiffany necklaces from our firemen dressed in tuxedos, and scarf down some bagels and chocolate milk.

We headed to Haight-Ashbury, where the Grateful Dead and Janis Joplin lived in the seventies, for sloppy Mexican sustenance. Always the best thing to eat after marathoning. Check out where the Dead lived!

The Naked Women's Marathon, SF Oct. 19

Said to a fellow female Downtown Runner this past Tuesday: Angela and I are running the Nike Women's Marathon Oct. 19! We're so excited!

Woman (with shocked/horrified look on her face to Chris): Is this true?

Chris: Yup, absolutely!

Woman to Chris: And you're going too to watch?

Chris: I wouldn't miss it!

Woman: So you're running the Naked Women's Marathon? A whole marathon naked with all women?

Me (confused, silent for a minute): No, I said "Nike," not "NAKED!"

Right Back Smack to Reality

I'm back from vacation and it's safe to say I'm not very happy about it for a few reasons:

1. The OBVIOUS (no more waking up to the mountains, planning a day long hike, pretending that I'm a photographer or that I'm making a documentary)
2. While away, Elvis has perfected the art of opening up the kitchen drawers and grabbing himself a snack. For example, this morning I awoke to the rustling sound of a box of Triscuits being enjoyed. HEY! I was going to eat those Triscuits!

Whose dog does that?! How sad is it that we will have to put child locks on our kitchen drawers when clearly no children live here?!

Smoky Mountains Trip Pictures

Here are your trip pics (nearly 400 of them)! OK, so we were a little camera happy, but who knows how soon we'll be able to go back? We did some of the coolest hikes (I even climbed my first mountain, (Mount Le Conte), checked out a local brewery, out ran some bears (OK, we didn't do that), supported some local artists, visited North Carolina for the first time and cooked like mad in our kitchen overlooking the Smokies!

Chimney Tops & Clingmans Dome

After a quick stop at the Hard Rock Cafe for a t-shirt to add to my collection, Chris and I headed out the great Smoky Mountain National Park! We had decided on two hikes for the day: Chimney Tops, a four mile, labeled strenuous, out and back hike, and Clingmans Dome, one mile out and back labeled moderate. Although it was only two miles, it took us over an hour to climb to the top! We knew we'd have to scramble the rock face to catch the view, but I wasn't expecting that I could plunge to my death if I had a misstep (we were at 4,800 feet). Luckily, neither of us did and we have the pictures to prove it. If you are afraid of heights or are generally a nervous person, this is not the hike for you.

Since we live in the city, we don't have many opportunities to hike. Even so, Chris and I came prepared. It always amazes me how many people do not respect nature and embark on a trail without basic things like water, a simple first aid kit, a pocket knife and sustenance. We were good samaritans to an older couple from Ohio whom we had seen taking a break on the way up. An hour later, they were still sitting along the creek bed, a good mile or so from the trail head. The woman's knee had given out and she asked us if we had a pocket knife she could borrow to tear apart a sweatshirt to make a brace for her knee. Are you kidding me?! If your daily exercise routine generally consists of walking from the kitchen table to the counter to pour yourself another cup of coffee or there's a chance that one or more of your body parts could spontaneously fail, probably don't try your hand at a strenuous hike in the mountains. Get some postcards and say you did.

Our second "hike" (I use quotes here because, although it was steep, it was completely paved) was to Clingmans Dome, 6,643 feet, the highest point in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Here we had another 360 degree view which we shared with some pot smokers (the view, not the drugs).

Gatlinburg, TN

After a long and silent drive, Chris and I have arrived in beautiful Gatlinburg, TN! Although we cannot understand a word anyone is saying, we are having a great time. I cannot believe how many places there are to eat pancakes and get married. I think I'm getting the bug again (and yes, I would marry Chris a third time)! We're looking forward to doing as many hikes as we can in the Smokies and avoiding black bears at all costs! Since I'm the only one who can hear (Chris burst his eardrum on a recent bachelor party cliff dive and is constantly wearing ear plugs), I'm going to have to pay extra special attention. I'll post some pictures soon! The leaves are already changing!

These two need to be separated