We like to think that Uncle Bart brought his family to S.F. to visit us, but the truth is that he's here

to run the S.F. Marathon. That happened this morning. We left the house at 4:30 a.m. He started at 5:42 and finished shortly after 8 a.m. As he ran, we raced around the city with the kids, using his pace to calculate which mile markers we could meet him at (to the minute!). We ended up seeing Uncle Bart run by at mile 5, mile 11, mile 20 and mile 25. At mile 25, I joined Bart and ran the last mile. For a moment, I actually considered running across the finish line with him to become the only runner to finish in flip flops, but veered off the course before I made that

mistake. Bart's goal of finishing under 3 hours 30 minutes was reached despite S.F.'s killer hills. According to Bart, a marathon isn't complete without a visit to McDonald's for a Big Mac Meal (super sized, of course) but in this case he had to settle for Taqueria Cancun for some large burritos. Real beef, not that McDonald's ground up hooves stuff. While he ate that burrito, Bart could think about the great accomplishment it is to place 417th out of 5928 racers and 10th out of 114 Canadians! Well done!












