We Got the Beach

A New Hampshire beaches two-fer on Saturday, complete with a grueling 6.4 mile run along the sands up to Northampton and back, and then an E Streeters Seabrook outing complete with boogie boards, rubber ducks and an abundance of inappropriate comments.

The day started out with what sounded like a good idea at the time, a run up and down the coast, along the beaches.  Maybe we should have checked the weather forecast first to see that the temperatures were going to reach 120.  Which would explain why some of us ran shirtless.

Barry fought his ipod and earbuds.  And lost.  Luckily, he had friends to help him get untangled.

Passers-by asked us to stage a group shot and flex our muscles.  No really, they did.  It gave Tommy the opportunity to take a good look at himself in the mirror.

No, it's not Baywatch, just a reasonably close facsimile.  Complete with lifeguard station.  The on-duty lifeguard thought we need some life-saving, based on how bad we looked at this point of the run.  We turned her down.  It's a pride thing.

Over at Seabrook, a gorgeous day provided the Borges clan with the chance to do some clamming.

Boogie boards aplenty ruled the day, with only a few sand-rash casualties, usually on the front body parts of some of the surfers.  Heather still rocks the waves with the best of them.

 After his torturous morning run, Andrew settled in for a three-hour nap, rocking the Holy Cross beach gear.

 Further proof why you never fall asleep around Tommy

At the end of the day, the E Street men gather for their group shot.  Andrew takes the gold ring for his post-nap recovery. Finn edged Carlos out for the gold in the shirtless competition.