#Clint eastwood poncho full size

One guy is lying on his belly shooting the runnersвЂ™ feet as they swarm across the bridge. There are camera-people all over the place on this course. ThereвЂ™s a guy a few feet away on the median with me who has one of those giant cameras. Safely out of the flow I pulled off one glove with my teeth and took a few shots of the horizon, the cityscape beyond the river and the bridge. I saw my chance and jumped up onto the 2-3 foot wide barrier that separates inbound and outbound traffic on the top deck of the bridge. I felt compelled to fill the social media void with my fuzzy pictures of randomness to show my sponsors, the good people from ASICS America that, yeah, I do occasionally attempt some content of the typical race-blogger type. I had my iPhone with me to facilitate these sorts of moments.

I didnвЂ™t want to get in the way of anyone trying to race, but I recognized this as THAT iconic photo that everyone takes from this race and had to find a way to get it. We were ВЅ mile or so in, still on the upward slope of the bridge with a steady stream of runners. It was in the high 30вЂ™s Fahrenheit, but the cutting wind dropped the perceived temperature to single digits.

#Clint eastwood poncho full size

I was thankful to have the giant trash bag but would have rather had a full size wool blanket or poncho like Clint Eastwood wore in the spaghetti westerns. My giant trash bag cut the wind but did little to warm me. Physical shivers racked me in the Orange Staging Area on the island. Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros вЂ“ All in a DayДЇreezing and about half way across the Verrazano Narrows Bridge and the wind was blowing sideways at 20-30 mph with gusts up to 50 mph.