Showing posts with label Crazy shit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Crazy shit. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Same stuff. Different day.

I'm tired and irritated.  Mia threw the mother of all fits in her daycare parking lot that started with "I don't want to ride in your car" and moved to "I want caaandyyyyyy" for the entire 20 minute ride home, plus another 1/2 an hour at home.

Dreadmill run of 3.5 miles in 36:06.

I'm pooped.

Monday, March 22, 2010

Week 2 of Perimeter Relay Training

It looks like I may be doing the longer portions of the relay, which are 4 miles long for a total of 8ish.  This week will focus on 3.5 miles as the minimum.  Today I ran 3.5 on the dreadmill in 40:10.  Hopefully this will improve as the week goes on, and my reward will be a workout free and eat whatever the hell I want Saturday.

As for "shoot me now" news, the car needs a new starter and other shit.  $590+ so far.  Lovely.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Run with the big dogs!

I got in 2 hours of pick up soccer with the pick up gang today.  God, it felt so good to run hard like that and get banged up.  It makes me feel human.  It's good preparation for the upcoming co-ed, old fart's league. 

I asked Sue and the sisters to run the Perimeter relay with me.  I think it'll be awesome for the three of them to add this to their "BTDT and got the shirt" list.  With all of the 5k's they've run, I know they can handle it.  What a great way to spend time with family, huh?  In pain?

In other "shoot me now" news, the damn car won't start.  The dudes in the family say it's a starter problem.  I love how the all these things happen when John's gone.  Am I being tested?  Punk'd?  Ai, 'sus.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Lock your doors!

 What the hell is going on here?!  I remember when you could leave your doors open at night while you slept, and now you can't even leave for work without coming home to shit missing from your front yard. We had a drug related murder of a man with a wife and 3 young kids about 2 weeks ago.  The suspects ranged from 16 years of age to early 20's.  Now a dead man has been found right on my nephew's street.  I'm adding another lock to the door.