I'm training for another half marathon. After the Nike Women's Run last fall, I said I'd never do another race...but here I am again. There's a twist to this one, though, that makes it sort of irresistible. It's through Santa Ynez, CA and it ends with a wine tasting. You literally run across the finish line into a little wine tasting convention. If that isn't a great reward for 13.1 miles, I don't know what is.
The other great twist is that one of my oldest and dearest friends, we'll call her Jugs, is joining me for the race. She's never done one herself, so it's been great fun getting her pumped up for it and doing training runs together.
One of the best parts of the training runs is watching the way people react to Jugs when we jog by. Not having a rockin' rack myself, I've never experienced the joy-spreading phenomenon of big bouncing boobies. But man-oh-man, is it entertaining and astonishing how men suddenly become giddy when graced with Jugs' presence. Whether they're staring blankly into a store window, squinting at the bright sun or scowling at their wives, when Jugs comes into their line of sight, they slip into an elated state and suddenly contort into a huge grin.
Our runs are often filled with my commentary, "Did you see that one? Smiling from ear to ear." "Oh he just about did a tap dance." "Whoa two at once!" I have never seen so many men become so unabashedly happy over something so simple. It is hilarious.
This weekend, I was doling out my normal comments when Jugs told me that her assets entice even when she's fake running. Apparenly two elderly gentlemen came into the cafe where she works and asked for a dessert recommendation. She told them how last weekend we were running and, the last half mile or so, all we could talk about was how we were going to go home and eat chocolate bread pudding from her cafe. As she recounted the story to them, she mime-ran in place.
Despite her enthusiastic suggestion, the men ended up skipping dessert altogether. I believe they got enough sugar from Jugs' story, though, because they left her an $8 tip on a $20 bill...