Here in Tulsa we had the Route 66 Marathon and Half Marathon on Sunday. I didn’t run it. I hadn’t trained for it so like W’s dad H says “it wouldn’t be prudent” to run it. My brother Bob did. I wanted to see him off but we didn’t drive over together, I told him, “I’ll find ya.”
Ya right.
I got to Veteran’s Park, the starting point, and it was wall to wall people.
(I don’t see Brother Bob, do you?)
He was meeting some of his friends from California and I wanted to meet them. Oh well.
Next time I’m going to see if he’ll carry the Canadian flag, at least until the start. That’ll make it easy to find him. Right? So I thought that I would just watch the start.
When the motorcycle cops turn on the lights it means that the race is starting.
and here they came
Brother Bob is not in this picture either. I don’t think.
I did catch a glimpse of him actually but it was too late to get a photo.
I decided to walk over to Woodward Park. Get in front of him and get an action photo.
I found this guy.
Nope he isn’t Bob either. But look there are runners in this park.
Now there is a guy carrying the American flag. But its not Bob. You know something the guy is wearing an Arkansas t shirt. Some people are all worried about Obama not being an American citizen and all. You know something though, I worry about people who call hogs during a football game. Can they be real Americans? I don’t know, you tell me.
Here is my friend Darrell. He is a very cool guy. He hadn’t seen Bob either.
No that’s not Bob either. She is definitely better looking though. No offense Bob.
The Great Spirit hadn’t seen Bob either. Of course, I don’t think he really knew what Bob looked like.
So I walked back to Veterans Park. You know I thought about entering the race and walking. I’ve walked 14 to 15 miles geocaching before. I walked several miles looking for Bob.
Yeah well the crowd hadn’t thinned out. Oh well. Hey look a car show. I went and checked them out.
(I love car shows.)
I found a couple examples of really bad ideas in running clothing.
Hey wait a minute!
Hey Bob!!
It’s him!
Two hours, 15 minutes. Way to go Bob!! Where the heck have you been anyway.