My yearly journey to the far, FAR side of my comfort zone. I channeled my inner John Oates circa ’82 for the wig and ‘stache, and off I went in shiny undies and upper body by Amazon. Right down Grand, 13th, and Oak. Snow on the ground but warm enough where the sun shone, which isn’t everywhere, what with the tall buildings and such. A McFadden’s employee had to have a photo to send to his girlfriend, and even walking back to the car with pants back on, I had folks wanting photos. Honestly, not as much fun without my run crowd, and I’m not much of a bar person. All in good fun, and it’s for a great cause. Who wants to join me next time?
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