No, I'm not on drugs (performance enhancing or otherwise).
No, I wasn't dehydrated and hallucinating.
No this is not a joke.
Superman was walking with Wonder Woman when she gave me a little encouragement for my run. Ask him. I'm sure he'll corroborate my story!
And Spiderman was hanging from the top of a truck in the background. Maybe he heard Wonder Woman cheering me on?
Anyway... my reply to Wonder Woman was: "Thanks! I'm trying to burn off some calories before I start drinking at the parade this afternoon." (complete with drinking-a-beer hand gestures)
She laughed. I waved and ran on. She went back to help out with her Krewe's Mardi Gras float.
On my run I passed no fewer than 8 krewes putting the finishing touches on their parade floats. My run would have been good anyway - 67 degrees. Blue skies. Cool breezes.
But this run improved considerably when I swung through downtown and my trek turned into a traveling dance party, with songs like Scream & Shout and Party Rock Anthem blaring from speakers all along my run route. (Some days I really do love this town...)
...now it's time for a quick shower before I go back to catch beads!