Hello from Boulder Colorado!

Tonight the Nike Crew, Patrick, Brett, and myself escaped Pearl Street narrowly with our lives. As we enjoyed a street performance our fate was changed. Obviously because of our dashing looks we were chosen as 3 out of 4 people in the crowd to participate. Not knowing what we were selected for, our host the dreaded Latin American juggling comedian, handed each of us an instrument.

After a crowd pleasing performance, our host sat each of us onto a crate. With some not so spectacular slight of hand he removed the crates and pushed each of us backwards. The fourth member of the "band" was a middle aged man named Mike. Mike smelled like cheese and cigarettes. Mike was our weak length, as the four of us squatted, interwoven together like a level of jenga, it dawned on the Nike crew that Mike has not been working on his core. After several minutes of supporting Mike's smelly frame we collapsed onto the bricks of pearl street.

If only Mike had been a high school runner at Coach Jay Johnson's Boulder Distance Camp, I would have been spared the embarrassment of landing on my rump. Every camper received a medicine ball and an instructional DVD. This corresponds with Coach Jay's emphasis on education at this camp.

As the runners from the first session departed today, it was clear that they not only left with great stories but inspired for the upcoming fall season.

Lastly, I would like to thank Oscar Ponce's group for letting me run with them today on the famous Magnolia Road. The entire group had a contagious positive attitude and it was clear that these gentlemen will be ready to roll come fall.

Special thanks goes to Jay and the staff for being so welcoming this week. I look forward to having more stories to tell soon.

Have a good run,

Brian Deal

ps: check out the photos from today here