Jerusalem Running Club

I have some really great memories of running in Jerusalem. This pic was taken after my last run with the crazies. M1 was our fearless leader. Fearless in that he didn't seem to take our threats of bodily harm seriously. He just found the biggest, baddest hills in the city and ran us straight up them. In all honestness (yes, Tony...all honestness...just for you) we all did the morning runs for the coffee and the coffee alone. The only requirement for joining the running club was that you whine at M1 early and often.

Demonstrating Briggs' running stance: elbows up and out. It is always best to run somewhere other than next to him.

Ah yes....the reason we run. Coffee...our happy place. Tony, what is with you looking so fresh?