Worlds Colliding

A week ago, I was at a high school friend's night-before-wedding cocktail hour(s) at a rooftop bar in Austin. He looked at the crowd and noted, "My worlds are colliding....and it's working out okay" or something like that. My worlds frequently collide in DC, and it's tended to work out. So, this week, when a DC-based friend said that she wanted to get people together for a happy hour, I convinced her to have it at an overpriced rooftop martini bar, invited a slew of other people in addition to the 6 she'd invited, and called it an Omnibus Happy Hour....because where else but in DC can you modify the words "happy hour" with "omnibus"?

Inertia

The current version of the Ragnar...

On the heels of Bay to Breakers, I was invited to join a team for the inaugural DC version of the Ragnar Relay. Having just deemed adventure racers as utterly nuts after volunteering at the Greenhorn Adventure Race in April, the last thing I'd expect myself to do is a 182-mile, 12-person relay run along the C&O Canal, from Cumberland, MD, to Washington DC. So, I've taken crazy (for me) to a new level and became the 10th member of a DC-based (but oddly North Carolina affiliated) team. Not only that, it's beginning to appear that I may be the 5th or 6th fastest person on the team. Well, unless you count the teammate who wrote that her 10K pace is "about 10.5 miles per hour, but I'll work on speeding up" as being faster than my 9-minute mile 10K pace...

Did I mention that the Army 10-Miler is a week after the Ragnar Relay?