Picture perfect day for a great 10 mile run up the New Hampshire coast today - not a cloud in the sky, great temperatures, and as always, the wind always in your face, no matter which direction you run in. Here, Barry, Tommy and I found a woman who'd agree to take a picture with us.
Despite his surroundings, Barry did not have a rocky run. He was a machine out there today, saying hello to all his fellow runners, hanging ten with the surfers, and admonishing overweight men who opted to go shirtless.
With a constant wind in their face, the brothers Scanlon forged ahead. Seconds later, Michael Jackson would kick in on Tommy's ipod, and he would leave us in his dust.
You've heard of runners hitting the wall? We climb it. And take pictures on it.
Thankfully, Ryan wasn't with us today. He couldn't have handled the sight of Cristy's being closed. Ryan, we missed you, but there was no Coke to be had out there today.
The Scanlon brothers have logged a lot of miles. It's true, they run softly and carry a big stick.
And finally, perhaps the greatest picture you'll ever see of Barry. Tommy finally cracked the code.
1 comment:
Hampton Beach has never looked better with the three of you zipping along its shores. Looked like a perfect conditions for a run.
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