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BTS BOWL WRITING PLAYOFF
Rocking, Rolling, and Running the Vegas Strip at Night
Who wouldn’t want a wind-blown, run-through wedding?
Elvis ran past me.
Clad in a white jumpsuit from the “Fat Elvis” era, I noted that this speedy version of The King appeared quite fit beneath all those sequins.
And just then — whoosh!
A gust of wind, so strong that even the hair oil on his slick black pompadour couldn’t stop it from standing straight up.
Turning my head from the wind’s impact, I spied a woman running in plumes of feathers — and not much else.
It was evident that what happens in a showgirl’s costume doesn’t always stay in a showgirl’s costume.
At least not when running the Strip at night during the Rock ’n’ Roll Las Vegas Half Marathon.
The saying goes that if one remembers the details of a trip to Vegas, it wasn’t done right.
But my 58th birthday trip? I’ll never forget it thanks to the 13.1 miles I ran on the Strip in wet, windy, cold conditions surrounded by newlyweds, costumed crazies, and nearly naked showgirls. Yeah baby, yeah!
