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First off: yes, this picture is revolting, but evocative?! Never really visualized when looking at the commodities charts what a pork belly actually was, much less what a belly-less pork would look like. Still eating meat after our visit to West Side Market in Cleveland for some reason though. The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame was also on the short list of tourist destinations in Cleveland...though the cemetery was oddly a highlight...smile...



And for the purpose of the trip: yes, we did fly nearly 2,500 miles to run 13.1 with nearly 10,000 others...and our sporting friends above! Oh and of course to witness the game "corn hole" and eat a buckeye...who knew that was a nut? Or a chocolate-coated peanut butter delicacy? Too bad we didn't take time to find a corn maze...that would have been too classic...smile. Anyway, Dwayne and Ellen were excellent hosts...as well as inspiring! By the way, isn't that Ellen on the far left in the picture of the race start? Sadly post-race I wasn't sore, so I apparently failed to leave enough on the course. Race results are merely a product of the training though, yes? Good incentive to work those intervals!



Cedar Point, self-advertised as the "Roller Coaster Capital of the World" on Lake Erie was both a reminder of age and dizzying fun! Apparently the time to go is on a fall evening after a cloudy morning. 10 rides in 3 1/2 hours! What are the odds!? Luck is flighty, yet gratifying when it lands. Oh and Dave by all accounts had more fun than this picture betrays...he was likely in mourning as this was our last ride on the best roller coaster of the park.



Just before departing for the airport, we toured the USS Cod submarine memorial. Very curious! Hadn't figured out the rifling on a gun concept either...neat. Heroism, chlostrophobia, hatches, practicality, stories of bonds built through closeness, vertical ladders...makes me want to read some old war stories...

All in all....a good trip!