As I cycled away from my home to the starting line of the Bone to Back I wondered how difficult it would be to find my team mates, "Bone Doc and the Dislocations". Turned out they spotted me right away. I put on a bright yellow T-shirt for the day, just right because this was the team color, unbeknownst to me. That serendipity gave me a smile and assurance that this would be a good day.
The Dislocations have been running the B - B for somewhere around 20 years. The benefit race has grown from the good soil of their friendships. I will always appreciate being invited and welcome to pitch in. Speaking of pitch they agreed to let me take on the big hill part of the race, five miles pretty much straight up. I wish I could have torched the leg up for them, but feel glad to have made it without hurting myself or dying. Special thanks to the two fellas on the team who ran the last half mile or so with me to the top.
This experience is one I'll cherish. For one day life distilled into simplicity. I was a runner on a team of friends -- just that. And this was highly sufficient. Good practice for putting down the pastor's yoke in a few days.
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