Holy salt bags! I literally finished running 22 miles about 7 hours ago. My legs feel like they are constantly cramping now. Oh no, feels like the alien is in my belly, as I write this my abs are twitching. I'm so glad this is as far as I go in my training. I sweat like an old man trying to climb a flight of stairs ;o) You gotta love the salt deposits left behind. I wonder if I scrape the deposits off my clothing and face if I can reuse it on my food? Or would it taste like piss?
Yes, I was pretty miserable when this pic was taken. Took me 3hrs 33min.
On to other things! Sean and Lacie have sleep walking. It's really quite comical. Every other night or so Sean will come out of his room, find us and jump up and down while holding his crotch. The first couple of times this happened he would ask permission to go pee. Now as we hear him walking up to us all we say is, "Go pee" and we hear him say, "Okay" and he turns around and does his thing. Lacie is a different story. She'll come out of her room and hang out with us but not reply to any of our questions. She'll finally go back to bed when we lead her by the hand. If you don't lead her by the hand and take her back to her room she doesn't know where to go and she'll start to cry.
Rachael and I were introduced to a really funny prank on youTube to promote a movie called,
Devil Baby Prank. We thought it was absolutely hilarious! Now, my dear old Dad thought it was humorous, but nothing to really laugh about. He thinks it's a generational thing. He might be right. So if you're an old fart, don't waste your time.
I'm thinking of becoming a writer, but I fear I'm just too creative... I might blow up too many minds or have some kind of cult following. The world doesn't need more people trying to be like me.
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