One of San Francisco’s great athletic traditions, the annual San Francisco Marathon, runs past my apartment on Haight Street. Here are some of the pictures I took. When photographing the leaders, there isn’t much to capture, as huge distances open up between them. As you can from his shadow, this took place early in the morning.
I really, really, really regret failing to capture a picture of one lone woman who looked magnificently strong in a pink and white outfit with a nearly waist-length ponytail trailing behind her. I knew she had to be one of the leaders among the women; as it turns out, Anna Bretan, a Berkeley mom of three, not only won but set a new women’s record. I did, however, manage to catch this other runner:
That is a guy. Evidently someone who thought this race was the Bay To Breakers, our other annual running tradition, where costumes are encouraged/borderline required. But check out the length of his shadow; he was also one of the really good runners.
As the event continued, more and more runners filled the camera frame; like most such events, you will see only a handful of leaders, only a handful of stragglers, and a huge knot of middle-of-the-road (pun intended) runners.
Vonn Scott Bair