Sunday, February 19, 2012

All the President's Day Men

The holiday weekend provided lots of running opportunities for the E Streeters to hit the streets and trails, for all kinds of distance and terrains. February in New England, and we're doing wide-open trails, wearing shorts in 40 degree weather! At East Boston Camps, we're split by runners who are on Facebook to the right, and on the left? Well, you figure it out...On loan from Holy Cross for the weekend, Andrew eased right back into E Streeter modeMuch like the famous Bigfoot footage, here we see a lone wolf wandering the trails of Grassy PondOn the shores of Lake Nabnassett, the A Team opens up its lead....While the B-Listers stop and pose for picturesThe lonely life of the frontrunnerSean, jealously looking on as his lead pack status is usurped by an upstartThe Snake River, alongside the trek back to East Boston Camps. (Not really it's name, but it works for us.)Andrew, who hates having his picture taken, somehow manages to always pose when the camera's rolling10 miles in, the Marathon Men take a break for a picture or two before heading out for the final leg. Luckily Sean promised us a sumptuous breakfast at run's endThey wear the same shirts, but only one of these men will be doing a sub three-hour Boston Marathon this year! (You figure out which one.) Barry just found out we weren't done running, and still had another 5.5 miles to go!Do 16 boxes of Girl Scout cookies count as a sumptuous breakfast? Works for the Scanlon brothers....This morning, it was a much shorter distance, and a smaller contingent of runners, but a great course in Chelmsford
Andrew looks in awe of John's running formIn the limestone quarry, I'm ready for the Uruk-Hai's attackJohn, as Gimli the dwarf, ready for the impending Orc battleFather and son running pictures are all the rage this weekend
Tired of the paparazzi, Andrew tries in vain to deflect the yeoman's work of John and his RuncamAlas, though he couldn't join us for the run because he was home creating a Facebook account, Scott was there in name. Unfortunately, it's a dead-end street.

More to come!

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