Getting My Ass Handed to Me on the Bike

I have obtained the title of my blog from a liar. LIAR.

You know who you are. You are not slow on the bike. You are not less than graceful (you blew right through the Cap One gates). You enjoyed torturing me.

I am definitely getting the Gattaca surgery. Definitely. But arms and legs I think.

Stupid game.

In unrelated news, if my handicap drops to 18.4 by June 1, I can compete for the USGA amateur championship as long as I don't buy a membership to a private course (not a lot of danger on that last part).

Oh wait, instead of playing golf, a game I'm pretty good at, let's do Mighty Man. It'll be great - we'll drive for like 16 hours and I'll miss the swim time cut off. GREAT. FABULOUS.

I'm not bitter. Really. I'm just disappointed. Damn genes.

False Alarm

Turns out we didn't get into the NYC marathon. Turns out when you order products on your credit card, they have a tendency to put it on your credit card. Weird. Guess I'll have to keep track of that stuff.

So, new plan. Disney for all of 2011. While at the Cherry Blossom expo, I had a chance to peruse the hardware of all the Disney sponsored races. Screw Ironman, those are some medals. Really, they're just metals, but still.

Can I get a woo hoo?

Just think, with no swim or bike in the event, packing should be very light. Except for maybe the golf clubs.

Stupid, Part 4-9056-222

Either Anita or I got into the NYC marathon. Today I realized this was not a good idea.

Moron.

Loony Tunes

I play Farmville. I'm sorry.

Today I noticed that when my jackalope (fictitious combination of a jackrabbit and antelope common to Wyoming) was ready to "harvest", it didn't say "brush jackalope" any more. It said "collect imaginary milk".

It made my day: www.itmademyday.com

I then realized how pathetic that made my day.

And so, Fuck My Life: www.fmylife.com

Only my work life, really.

Merry Thanksgiving!

To use Susie Q's lovely example:

Things I am Thankful for:

The Family I've Chosen and have been chosen by. I love you all.

The years we got to spend with Spot (I will....not....cry...)

Dear friends who come in all shapes, sizes & interests, including:

• New friends
• Old friends
• Crazytown friends (you know who you are)

Rounds of golf where I don't feel I've gotten my money's worth (few & far between)

Good red wine

Dark chocolate


Thinks I'm less happy about:

Being a Farmville addict. I think I have a problem just because I don't think I have a problem - I can quit any time...and have.

The extra 15 pounds I'm carrying on MY ASS.

Knowing my job is ending, but not having a clue when, but I'm still VERY thankful to have a job.

Happy holidays & safe travels everyone (all 4 of you).

Race Report

Short & Sweet: it was chilly to start, but fun to see all the dogs. Luckily, no one had a terrier that I saw, so no tears!

Who knew Stony Point Fashion Park wasn't flat! Up and down, up & down. Felt pretty good the whole time, but perhaps that was because i was running my 1/2 marathon race pace and didn't have to run a 1/2!

Great to see newly minted Ironman, Mary T. out there.

Way to go Anita for running her first 5k in a while. We're getting back out there, right?

And now, we've exercised enough to enjoy a Thanksgiving Roast Beef!

Jingle Bell 5k

Come out and play with me Saturday at the Jingle Bell Run.

http://jinglebellrunrichmond.kintera.org/faf/home/default.asp?ievent=315549