Bay to Breakers, the way the gods intended it

Image by malecution.

Image by malecution.

Here in San Francisco we have a footrace called Bay to Breakers (aka Your Weekend In Pee Avoidance), where thousands of runners go across town on a lovely Sunday (last sunday) and run run run in a marathon in a variety of classes and for a number of causes. This year there was controversy about alcohol — jeesus, who drinks at 8am on sunday morning (don’t go to morning service and answer that one) — and some kerfluff about nudity. I mean, not that all the people pissing and puking along the run route makes anyone a sex offender in Nebraska or a runothemill douchenozzle frat boy, or that it’s just another split-the-City-in-half annoyance or anything. I mean, the tradition is like *so cool*. And I had a friend run in it and she kicked ass. But if you want to talk about Bay 2 Breakers and SF traditions, you have to include all the things that make us say o hai SF it haz a flavor — like the Obama float prank (and the faux ‘no nudity’ sekrit service police inspectors). And the hot, hot sexy people who go on display to make the race include traditional honors worth fighting for. Evidence: the images in this post, used with friendly gleeful permission.

Plus it was like 80 degrees here in SF. Do not arrest the hot ass. Malecution wrote, “Discredited reports of a nudity ban may have discouraged a few, but barely enough to be noticed. Despite a couple of alcohol checkpoints confiscating open containers, virtually all forms of alcohol remained abundant throughout. Floats seemed no more modest.”

Image by malecution.

See also: “my naked ass looks fine”:

Image by cari305.