It’s that time of year again. Time for me to go into hiding…
Our supposedly friendly neighbors to the north really caused Meet The Hashers much grief last night. I guess we didn’t bring our “Eh” Game… OOOOOOOHHHHHH! BUUUUUUUYAAAAAAAH!
“I’ll be doing one show tonight and two in Chatsworth, Georgia this weekend.”
“Make sure you take care of your waitstaff, since they’ve taken care of you.”
Not only did we not know that Victoria Day is celebrated in May (I guessed June), we did not know that Quebec is the largest province in terms of land mass (we guessed Manitoba). Stupid Canada!!!! Next thing you know they are going to try and tell me that they have their own money or something.
Our ignorance didn’t end with Canada however. We also had no clue who Esquire magazine picked as their “Sexiest Woman of the Year.”, for which SEC school Kevin Nash played college basketball, or which city in Kansas has the largest population.
Need I tell you that we won no house cash? Oh the horror!!!
It’s Almost A Pity That Mystery Mountain Weekend Happens In November
I sure could use the twelve miles toward this month’s goal.
Back when I signed up for the Mystery Mountain 12-Mile Trail Run on the last day of June it really seemed like a good idea. The plan was to force myself to start training again and lose a few pounds in the process. And since I would be sufficiently trained for the brutality of twelve mountain miles, I’d be in perfect shape to run thirteen (point one) on the relatively flat streets of Atlanta on Thanksgiving Day. Oh if plans would only play out as they have been mapped…..
This Sunday I’ll be in Chatsworth, Georgia hobbling around on a gimp knee, completely unprepared for the punishment through which I will put my body, and hoping that I don’t do any further damage to the knee that will force me to abandon the half-marathon (it sure would be nice to get another shirt for a race that I did not run however).
Tune in Monday to read the gory details as well as a stunning photo of a North Georgia sunset.
Okay, I Was More Like A 9/15ths Vegetarian
Did Canadians invent math? That’s the only explanation that I can give for 18/30 != 5/7.
The tally shows that, omitting today, I managed to eat vegetarian food eighteen of the past thirty days. While not quite as strict as the goal I set forth, it is an impressive feat for someone who confesses to love to eat beef, chicken, and pork.
Since November 1st will be this weekend I will commit now to attempting the 5/7 Rule again, and hopefully with some (more) exercise next month I will actually lose a few pounds doing so.
I Hope The Only “Falling Back” I Experience This Weekend Is With The Clocks
It’s time to fuck with our heads again. However, the thing we have going for us this weekend is that we set the clocks back an hour, therefore “gaining” an extra hour (for sleep of course). So, if you find yourself the only one at church, tailgating, starting line of a stupid race, or whatever come this Sunday you’ll remember reading this and know why.
Additionally, I hope there is major “falling back” in the college football polls for the Georgia Bulldogs. Yes, this weekend is also The World’s Largest Outdoor Cocktail Party. Go Gators!
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – hungry, cheeky, cold, nervous
Current Music – Listening to CBC Radio3’s “Highlights From Halifax Pop Explosion” podcast. (apparently trying to learn more about stupid Canada)
Website Of The Day – Have you ever wanted to meet someone “half way” but didn’t know were “half way” was? Now you can use a tool called Meet In Between Us to figure out the best place to meet.
Exercise (b)Log – nothing
Monthly Foot Mileage – 37.5 miles
Monthly Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – my car (when I finally leave the house today)
Monthly Marta Rides – 0
Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 45 (110)
Books To Read To Earn Kindle – 4
Vegetarian Days – 18
Carnivore Days – 12
1) Lose no fewer than three pounds
2) Drink nothing but water, coffee, beer, wine
3) Run no fewer than 75 miles
4) Bike no fewer than 125 miles