It was a lot of fun. We had not one or two crazy folks out there, but count 'em:
Andy, Andy, Andrea, Jon, John, Becky, Tracy, Traci, Wendy, Justin, Frank, Steve, and Mo.
That is a baker's dozen (Unless you have my baker, then there would be 9, "screw him, he doesn't need two Andy's, and two Tracy's, take back one of those Jon's too! But, my guy is cheap!) 13 people to run from 8pm Saturday night till 8am Sunday morning.
I guess I have a lot of friends that don't have much of a life! "Say dear, would you like to go to the Theatre on Saturday night?" No way, I'm going to Croom to swat at bugs, drink luke warm Gatorade and try to bogart one of A2's PB & J's!
"Hey hon, that new place with the Pizza Shooters just opened, you want to try that Saturday night?" Nope, I'd rather run 50 miles in the dark with 12 other people!
"Sugar-babe, what do you say about checking out that all-you-can-eat breakfast place over on Main Street? It's only 2.95 from 6 - 9 on Sunday morning!" I told you, I am running through the night, with a lamp on head on barely marked trails, eating completely gross foods, while listening to stories that I've heard 100 times!
Yet, just try to find 3 other people with whom to play cards. You'll have to postpone at least twice. 13 people, no lives, it was another great night!