Blood, sweat and tears...

... at the 2006 Seattle Marathon. Oh yeah - and booze. Lots and lots of booze.

Let's let the photos do the talking, aiight?


Yup, that's what running twenty-six miles'll do to you. Also crazy gross - the guys with bleeding nipples. Uh... ewwww.


Two of the most hardcore people of all time. Seriously - these two are my heroes.


Hey! It's the Beckstar, rounding out the contrived post title during a ridiculously hung over viewing of Prime on the hotel TV Monday morning.

And the debauchery continued all weekend. Some of the most delightful memories weren't caught on tape... a fact for which my blood-relation readership will be grateful I'm sure.


As if! The Marriott supplies this enlightened text along with the bible and book of mormon.



Round one: Post-race mimosas and bloody marys in the hotel bar.



Round two: A celebratory bottle of Cristalina up in the room.



Round three and four: free-pour highballs and tequila shots in the red-lit Mexican bar.



Round five: te-quila! Shots with strangers are always fun.



Round therve... Seriously. No SERIOUSLY. I love that hat on you soooo much. Shut up! For se-rious!



And here we are at the Drunk Girls in a Gay Bar series. Make sure you click the link - it's a photo essay unto itself.



By the way, it snowed.



And to me the drive home, although long and hungover, was absolutely majestic.