It is the opinion of the committee that this was one snowball that broke apart and not a conspiracy. It was either the person to my right or the person just to the right of them. I'm just a pawn in a broad roadie conspiracy. Now the real kicker to all of this was that next day our wedding ended up on the front page of the Gazette. Here are the two stories the newspaper ran.
Pop cans jostle behind the newlyweds.
Every Sunday morning in the winter, a group called the Incline Club meets in Manitou Springs and heads out for a training run. Sometimes the runners head up Barr Trail. Other times, they take the Ute Indian Trail, bound for Waldo Canyon, where they can run a loop in early-morning sunshine. It's usually about a two-hour run, but Sunday it took longer. Everyone stopped for a wedding.