If you came to read this thinking that “Strip Running” equates to “Strip Poker” or something like that… no, things are still fairly family-friendly. At least, on this blog. The run this morning, probably wasn’t so much.
This morning the mentors, coaches and some of the Team Challenge alumni gathered on the “Brooklyn Bridge” at the New York New York casino on The Strip for a short run. We were going to do 2.5 to 3 miles and at first I was a little letdown thinking, “I’m getting up early and driving across town to run such a short distance? Hmmm…” But I was looking forward to seeing my TC peeps, and the thought of running on The Strip was kind of intriguing… the only time I’ve done that before has been in races (2008 Las Vegas Half Marathon and 2009 RnR Las Vegas Half Marathon). This was The Strip in its more “natural environment”. And boy was it interesting.
First, to cross streets we had to run up and down stairs to get up to and back off the crossover sidewalks. We also had a spot in front of the new City Center where we accidentally got off the sidewalk and ended up running on the road. Not safe! So we scrambled up a low wall and through bushes to get back to the sidewalk. Those elements alone added a little more cross-training to the run.
The sidewalks were littered with the typical Las Vegas “literature”, everywhere you looked were little cards with topless women with stars to cover their nips. And the amount of women wearing hooker shoes wandering around was comical. Either they were really
hookers escorts or groups of party girls who had never gone to bed.
Of course, there were a lot of other people who had never gone to bed. People were still staggering around drunk, most of them still consuming. We passed a group of drunk guys and they started to clumsily clap and cheer for us. One of them slurred, “Yay… you go run early in the morning.” Then he picked up his Heineken and took another swig. And one of my mentors told me there were a couple of naked guys in the Bellagio fountains that the police were fishing out!
It was hot and muggy on the run, it was 94 degrees on The Strip at 6:30 AM… and it’s been more humid lately than the normal. It’s just threatening to rain without really producing much.
My Garmin lost the signal a few times on The Strip… I don’t know if it was because of the buildings, the walkways or if it was just being annoying. Thus I’m not sure of the exact distance. Judging by the info my team put on Daily Mile it was anywhere from 2.5 to 3.5 miles. Whatever… I just know we had fun.
Post run we ate at America’s Cafe in the New York New York. There weren’t many people eating there, yet the service was slow. The waitress had a lot of difficulty separating the bill for us and I overpaid for a disgusting omelet. (Ordered the vegetarian omelet, was served a grayish looking pile of eggs and wilty veggies.)
This run wraps up a really pathetic week of running for me, a grand total of about 8 miles. I don’t know what my problem was this week, but I’m ready to pick it back up next week!
What’s the weirdest place you’ve ever run?