For the first time ever, I participated in San Francisco’s rite of passage, the annual seven-mile Bay to Breakers party-race-extravaganza. And, well, um, I think this meager video speaks more loudly than any incoherent parsing on my end.
Bay to Breakers 2009 from krysleigh on Vimeo.
That hottie in the orange cheerleading skirt spinning fire without the fire is my running buddy/good pal Autumn, who got quite the fan support for her routines.
We had all these elaborate plans for costumes—get this: we had nine people in our original count and were going to go as a lip-plumped Octo-Mom and her Octo-Babies (tails, respirators and all)—but they fell by the wayside as I was out of town until the day before and didn’t have the time nor energy to whip something up. Next year, kids.
I’ve never seen so many naked people above the age of three in one place, and some pretty intricate life-size pieces of “art.”
SVV, who “conveniently” banged up his knee (and also my camera) on a whooptie two weeks ago and is on disability leave until mid-July, got out of running it—this time—but was at the bison pasture on mile six awaiting us, taking pictures of many of the weirdos creative souls who passed him by (we didn’t see the majority of crazies, as we actually ran the race, and most come straggling in five hours down the line).
From there, we tracked down Jemima, her hubs, and their pantless dog Beulah like the huntresses we are and trekked back to their place for bottomless mimosas and Jemima’s world-class, slam-yo-momma-good French toast (made from her homemade bread, I might add).
I’m a total lightweight and hardly a partier, so instead of heading to the polo field after leaving J’s and partaking in some true B2B madness, SVV and I took a leisurely walk—hobble on his part—through it, then along Sunset and soaked up the glorious 80-degree weather. It really couldn’t have been a more perfect day for such a fete.
Looks like a great time, though I’m not a runner myself.
Glad SVV like the slot canyon.
That video is great! I love it. Definitely captures the essence of the experience – glitter, wigs, naked butts, and all.
Hawt! That looks like alot of fun. Very cool. (next up…Burning Man…I can totally see you being there)
Love that one of the naked men in the video is wearing one of those heart monitor things.
Woah, you weren’t kidding about the nakedness. That looked really fun. Boston has a fun run like that during Halloween where people dress up in costumes, don’t think it’s nearly as long though.
Ha! Now that’s a race I could get behind. (Get it? Behind? Never mind.)
I totally saw your friend Autumn during the race! That routine is pretty memorable – I started looking for myself in your video, maybe you caught passing by on the street, but I didn’t see a white and turquoise singlet pass.
Also saw the Pope on the stepladder, LOTS of nekkid dudes (and gals), the cockroaches, and the salmon swimming upstream. I ended up attending the same BBQ as the head salmon – small world, isn’t it? How amazing was that race, and the celebration that followed afterwards? SF sure knows how to throw a good party! I am sorting through 600+ pictures this week, most of which are probably NSFW.
I will definitely be doing this race again next year, and I can’t wait for the after-party.
Yummy! I’m talking about the food, ofcourse. :p
i hear this is a great thing to go too!
These pictures are so! great. Bay to Breakers looks hysterically entertaining, for sure. I totally already invited myself to sleep on Amber’s floor next year so I can partake in the costumey race-ness. Word.
Just LOVE that Autumn!
I’m still bummed I never did B2B while I lived there! Maybe next year I’ll have to make a trip out for it!