I woke up this morning to the sound of helicopters... which is not totally unheard of in my neighborhood. Usually the thudding chopchopchop is accompanied by sirens and deep voices booming through megaphones.
This morning, however, the helicopters were up there for an entirely different reason: the L.A. Marathon started in my neighborhood!
Then it wove through Downtown, and back up through my neighborhood again, before heading all the way west to Santa Monica. Just before the start of the race, I headed down to Sunset to cheer on the runners.
You can (barely) see a helicopter between the trees on the left, hovering right over Dodger Stadium.
Before I even got to Sunset, the roads were blocked off. (Quick aside: I'm so used to seeing abandoned grocery carts, I DIDN"T EVEN SEE THIS ONE when I took the picture. Seriously. Didn't notice it until I got home and downloaded my pictures. Hello, observant.)
And before I knew it, the first wheelchair racer came flying down Glendale...
That guy was MOVING...
And the front pack of women runners wasn't far behind...
I will never run a marathon. But I will happily watch and cheer every chance I get.