GDR was quite a while ago, it feels like. Since then, my buddy Chad and I tore up the field at the Wambaw Swomp Stomp 50k in Charleston, SC. He got first and set a new course record at 4:09:11. I got second and ran the 3rd fastest time on the course at 4:32:42. It was the flattest 50k I’ve ever ran. We goofed off like no one was chasing us for the first 15 miles. Running through the swamps was a definite highlight, splashing pluff mud (unique swamp mud to the South Carolina low country) over ourselves. We were deeply disappointed, however, in how few (zero) gators we ran across on the way. I mean, we ran right through the neighborhood!
Post-race Wambaw. Muds. HOts
There’s been a comfortable and wonderful lull in racing since then. I’ve been focusing on community and group runs, wiggling myself into a role with Mountain High Outfitters as an athlete in their Enthusiast program. Climbing and cycling have started to fill more of my free time. Things in Atlanta are feeling good.
Railroad Earth playing at Candler Park Music Festival. No sound.
Climbing at Rock Town
Dela hanging while we climb.
I’m still feeding the creative side of life, too, with the occasional drawing or painting. Heck, I’m painting another hat for a friend!
It’s the only thing I can successfully do! I accept my place in the hovel of hats-beens!
Fun Demon Cat!
But art in general is under some funny pressure here in Atlanta. The city recently implemented an art ordinance that forces artists to seek approval and permit for art on public and privately owned property. Atlanta’s pretty much the only one’s to do that private property part, which is unfortunate. There is some dope art in this here southern town. Artists have sued the city, and are currently seeking compromise. I hold out hope that the artists go full Braveheart against the city and the ordinance gets completely dismantled.
Cool art, like on the side of this house, would potentially be destroyed. Or the artists would be fined.
Chattanooga Mountains Stage Race is coming up this weekend. This is my favorite race in the area. So much fun, such an ass kicker! This time around, I’ll have a gaggle of friends with me. Such a blessing after the races are done. Having people you think are great cheering you through the finish line makes the entire effort seem all the more grand.