The elite crew of the Architecture Tourist Sporting Society got up early to watch loved ones run Atlanta's Thanksgiving Half Marathon.
Of course we don't go anywhere without enjoying the built scenery, in this case the gate of Oakland Cemetery at Mile 11. It's an entry that's an exit.
This is rarely a lively place. But on this morning we had sweaty irony.
The runners turned tombstone corner.
The loved ones arrived, stumbled and headed for the finish to the tune of "Cowbell."
I'm pretty sure the spectators - Syd, Nick, Elizabeth, Katherine - enjoyed it just as much as the runners.
Kelsale, Suffolk
50 minutes ago
Terry, what a great thing to do, and to be spectators, the runners always need
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xoxo
Karena
Art by Karena
encouragement!
Fantastic post! I wish I had known. I could hear some commotion from the front porch but thought it was the local Turkey Trot! Must make note for next year.
ReplyDeleteLOVE Oakland Cemetery! Makes me proud to live in Grant Park.