#1. I SAW A BEAR!
I was chugging along on 89 toward Squaw Valley, about halfway through the bike course, when a massive black shape loped across the road about 200 yards in front of me. At first, I thought it was a dog... a really, really big dog. A split second later, the realization dawned on me: it was a bear!
|Not the bear I saw (I didn't have a camera) but a close approximation.|
I actually sat up and exclaimed, "Holy SHIT, did you see that ENORMOUS BEAR?!" to a guy who happened to be passing me on the left at that exact moment. I think he was in too much pain to react.
#2. I MET EDWARD JAMES OLMOS!
I ducked into the massage tent after crossing the finish line and got a quick rub down. As I was leaving, I brushed shoulders with a grizzled-looking man going the other direction. I stopped dead in my tracks. "That's Edward James Olmos," I said to myself.
|William "Bill" Adama.|
I started walking again, out of the tent. Then stopped: "Screw it, what are the odds." I turned around and walked up to him. "Excuse me, sorry to bother you, I just have to say..." I told him that my friends and I are huge fans, and that we had been watching Battlestar Galactica marathon-style all week (not a lie).
"You deserve that," he said, smiling kindly. "It was an amazing thing you did today. Tell your friends that the admiral says congratulations." I thanked him and we shook hands before he disappeared into the crowd.
I walked out of the massage tent and turned to a spectator standing at the entrance, waiting for her athlete to emerge. "I just met EDWARD JAMES OLMOS!" I practically shouted at her. She stared back blankly. "You know, from Battlestar Galactica?" Still blank. "Bladerunner?" Nothing. "Stand and Deliver?!" Finally, a glimmer of the recognition I was looking for!