Here I am from yesterday afternoon writing today's post early because I just realized I won't be around to post Flashback Friday. Not like you would notice since I haven't been around since Monday's "welcome back" post.
High intentions to run this week have devolved into, well, not running. This body cleanse has me visiting the toilet at least twice a day to leave a shitty deposit, and the Enthusiast came down with a cold that kept her out of commission as well. Fine way to start off the new year of running, eh?
I've spent six-fold the amount of time playing the banjo than I have running so far this year. And plans, I've been making lots of plans for the year ahead and beyond. Meanwhile, a whole week has nearly eclipsed me.
Nothing much is happening on the running front, and the same goes for the booze department while this cleanse works its way through my pickled innards. I hope to report back next week with far more entertaining blog material.
Wherein we only have one post's comments with which to work
JojoJogger knows how to recall the planes from their failsafe positions: "Excellent Christmas swag. Mucho luck to the Enthusiast in her training! I watched the movie your title alludes to just the other day. Watch out for fluoridated ice cream!"
Answer: Gentlemen, you can't fight in the war room! Also, this.
Jess gets all teachery on me: "'Marrying' sounds plural."
Answer: Nuh-uh. "Marryings" sounds plural. You're supposed to add an "S"--duh!
Laura shows signs of envy: "What do you get as a legacy VIP at the Akron Marathon? Any chance you get to upgrade from Coors Light to good beer at the finish?"
Answer: I still get Michelob ULTRA (not Coors Light, but still undrinkable). However, in 2012 I would get to stand in a special line at packet pickup and get a special decal on my jacket. Jealous?
Ironman By Thirty is also envious -- of my package, but in a totally heterosexual way: "I can't believe you got a ThermaJock. I've laughed at it (only because I know it would be useful), but don't know if I could ever purchase one."
Answer: There's no way I could have bought one either, which is why I'm thankful that the Enthusiast bought it for me. It's the most ridiculous thing I own, but it works.
Happy Hour is nearly upon us, teammates. However, I'm still cleansing, so you'll have to make up for my absence. Have a finely brewed weekend. Run well and drink well. Cheers.