Anyway, the 9 went well. I don't have splits, but I did manage 9:40 overall, including a slow warm up mile and a slow cool down mile.
After engaging in a little retail therapy at REI (turns out Body Glide is a very important ingredient to my training regimen, Mrs. GVB was starting to notice the rapid consumption of the KY Jelly...)
I joined Cap'n Ron for some tendon abuse at the climbing gym, where young people were "learning" to take lead falls. After a powerless night onboard the boat (something is FUBAR with the AC power system, damn it) I am in the midst of a rest day, catching up on The Daily Show and half-heartedly prepping my spring classes, which are supposed to start on Monday. I'm hoping for a freakish spring snow day...
I found this picture today. Anyone recognize these idiots?
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I realize, now, that you and FPP could put your heads together and make an ass of yourselves. I'm not far behind.
Get a hair cut like mine and you will see how close you really are, my friend.
I like to think about it in terms of aerodynamics.
BTW, have you heard from FPP? I keep wondering how long it will be before he is gunned down in Colombia for shagging the daughter of some revolutionary.
Oh, and BTW...where the FUCK was this photo taken. I seem to remember slumming somewhere on the upper west side...
The Bear Bar (which Mohney calls something else like a true non-native). And you can't call that a haircut, though it is aerodynamic. Call it a "buff."
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