Monday, February 28, 2011

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Friday, February 25, 2011

perk will be missed

i think i could come up with 43 reasons why this is a bad trade (i wont though, because when the celts dont make it to the finals now, that will be reason enough). giving up a huge defensive presence like perk will hurt them. i guess danny 'change' didnt realize that they lost game 7 of the finals last year because perk was hurt and couldnt play. teams are going to be able to kill us in the paint now. if youre a perkins hater, you dont know anything about basketball. his defense and toughness cant be replaced. heres some highlights of what we will be missing (notice how perk works gasol under the basket, and rejects durant while being offensive fouled). i will hate this trade forever. maybe if they got dwight howard i would be ok with it. nah, even if that did happen, i think i would still hate it. thanks for all your hard work, perk. i hope you can help get oklahoma city to the finals.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

11 miles 6 x 400 75 74 75 75 72 73 i took a lot of rest between them but it was good to get some faster running in. i still have a long way to go until im back where i was, but i feel good about that workout.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

10 miles  i took advil, i stayed on the roads, and the lower ab strain felt better. it was good to get off the trails and back on the road. wow i never thought i would say that. also the nintendo page just got a little shot of life (thanks mike q) so if you have anything to say about duck hunt, you know what to do.

Monday, February 21, 2011

16 miles with jonny in arcadia. this was a good run for about an hour or so, but then the trail conditions got really bad. there was a lot of ice, which aggravated the ongoing problem with my lower abs. every time i slipped it felt like i was getting stabbed in stomach, and i slipped on almost every step. the last hour of this run was not enjoyable because i was in so much pain. i guess ill have to stick to the roads to keep the pain level tolerable.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

2 14 11 to 2 20 11

monday 0  beyond tired, got home from work and took a nap,
            didnt get up til 7 the next morning.
tuesday 13  i feel better.
wednesday 5 had to work late, didnt get to workout. not cool.
thursday 18  the mud on the dirt roads felt good. now for an
       unrelated topic- greg you wanted to hear this the
       other day:adam sandler assistant principals big day.
friday 3 trying to run after playing basketball is
       miserable. i can still get 70 for the week but it
       wont be easy. 
saturday 16  abs are killing. hurts to cough. didnt take
          advil. bad idea.
sunday 0  everything hurts.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

2 7 11 to 2 13 11

monday 8 miles

tuesday 12 miles and 2 hours of fullcourt basketball. ill pay for that.

wednesday 0  wicked sore

thursday 15 miles

friday 8 miles

saturday 12 miles with a 5 mile 'race'. its hard to run a good time with tired legs, which hopefully explains why i had no response when a guy with an i pod and shorts over his tights passed me. at least i know its because i just went way up in mileage and my legs arent used to it yet. but i still expected to be faster than 31:39.
sunday 18 miles   i worked my ass off even though the other guys were just chillin, but i still feel good about it. this was a good run and a good week. now if i can just stay healthy and keep it going, i might start running fast again.

73 miles total

Thursday, February 10, 2011

a thursday with no issues

 15 miles, 1:52. a solid effort with some tough climbs.

    in a few ways, today was slightly better than the last two thursdays. note: if youre in a hurry right now and want the abridged version of this, too bad, there isnt one. here we go.
    a week ago, i got dressed to go run, and as i closed the door behind me, i realized i had locked my keys inside (4th time in as many months). yes, i know i am an idiot. yes, i am aware of the concept of the 'spare key'. that day, it didnt matter because my spare key was in my locked car. awesome. as for my phone, it was of course, locked inside the house. even more awesome! at least i had running gear on. my first thought was to run to the landlords office so they could give me their spare key, then i would be all set. i knew the office closed at 5, so i had time. i got there at 430. closed. @#*&!!! my next idea was to run to a friends house so i could use a phone to call my landlord to get them to come unlock my door for me. i thought of two people i work with who live on main st. nobody home at either place. ugh. i ran past mark and marys. not home. i ran to my friend pats house. not home. sontag and drouin. not home. goup and haley. not home. pipp and mcknight. you guessed it. not home. i ran back past goup and haleys. still not home. back to sontag and drouins. still not home. i was now 0 for 9, and deep into 'what the eff!' mode. i was only planning on doing an easy hour that day so i got lazy with my hydration and didnt eat much of a lunch. at this point, the sun was down and it had been six hours since i had eaten anything. i was hungry and cold. i was on my way back to pats house, and my plan was to just sit in his garage until he got home. finally i caught a break. his neighbor davey somehow recognized me in the dark, so i went into his house and used the phone. issue over, right? wrong. i had to leave a message on the answering service, then waited for the landlord to check the messages, then they called someone who could unlock the door, then 30 minutes later i got a call from the grumpiest dude who ever lived. first, he told me there was a $25 charge for the service, and i needed to pay him cash before he would unlock the door. i didnt have any because i was out running. then he said that i would have to write him a check before he would unlock it. that, of course, was not possible because the checkbook was in my house. the guy grumbled for a while about company policy and i got pretty uspet at him. i dont remember my exact words, but the angry rhode islander inside me came out, and eventually he agreed to open the door. then i wrote him his stupid check. i was out $25, but at least i was inside, that miserable prick was gone, and i got about 12 miles of running in. i proceeded to cook and devour two bacon cheeseburgers and couple of beers. then the problem was solved.
    if youre somehow still reading (implied nick cash) you will appreciate this next little gem as well, but that might only be because this story is not as long. i will admit that last one was a bit wordy, but lets face it, we have become blog junkies, so its cool.
    anyway, two thursdays ago, i was running an in town loop with some ksc guys. it was all good, no reason for concern. nothing was hurting, nothing felt strange internally. i hadnt even felt an urge to fart. unexpectedly, disaster struck. i farted. then i realized i wished i had farted. then i realized i wished i had sharted. but it was even worse than that. i had full-on deuced in my pants. noooo! this was trouble. as i waddle-ran home, my ass cheeks started rigging from the excessive clenching. i went inside and took the longest shower ever. all i can say is that if i had any dignity, this experience would have been humiliating. church.

Monday, February 7, 2011

1 31 11 to 2 6 11

70 miles (8,16,10,12,0,8,16). its almost to the point where the number of nintendo comments has caught up with the number of miles i run in a week. it might be as soon as next week, seeing as how im feeling some achilles irritation today (well, at least i got a few good weeks in). ill know more after mondays run/attempt to run. maybe its nothing, but i need to be careful.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

monday 8
tuesday 16
wednesday 10
thursday 12
to the regular everday nintendo crew, keep up the good work.