May 2005: We woke up early, put on our favorite wigs and capes, spiked our coffee with Bailey's and headed to Alamo Square to cheer the elites as they led the Bay to Breakers pack. They were fast -- seemed like they whooshed right past us in the blink of an eye.
Or maybe that was just the Bailey's.
Tomorrow is the 99th annual B2B -- and the very first time I'll be running the race. Funny to think that in five years, I've gone from drunk spectator to semi-serious participant. (I can't say dead-serious because I'm only in Corral B and I plan to run in a tutu. But I won't be drinking, and I won't be walking. Although the Hayes Street Hill may make me question that decision. The hamstrings quiver just thinking about it.)
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