Yesterday I violated one of my own long held rules. I watched a Christmas movie before December. I know, it’s sick. I’m sorry. In my defense, it was National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation and I was doing work while it was playing. Forgive me.
I came across this postcard when I was in Siena last week.
It reminded me a lot of the comments people have been making recently about post-marathon slumpage in running mileage. Runners beware. ;)
For the last couple of weeks, I’ve been running mostly in the afternoons, because it’s warmer then. It appears all my years of acclimation to cold weather during my childhood in New England have gone straight to hell in a hand basket. I’m such a baby now when it comes to cold temperatures. I’m going to freeze my nerdy ass off when I’m back in NH next month for the holidays. Merda.
I have the best sister in the world. Z is missing out on Thanksgiving next week in order to fly to Rome. She leaves Thursday afternoon but won’t arrive in Rome until Friday morning. I owe her big time, especially since I will get the chance to celebrate Thanksgiving. For the first time in four years, I should add. I’ve been invited to dine at the American Nerditorium on Thursday. [Editor’s note: I’m staying at the British Nerditorium, hence no holiday fare here.] Good news: pumpkin pie, baby! Bad news is three-fold: (1) I’m going to be forced to talk shop on a holiday, (2) no family there, just a couple of friends and about a hundred strangers, and (3) I can’t overindulge because I don’t want to shoot my digestive system to hell three days before the marathon. Don’t worry though, the presence of pumpkin pie trumps everything.
Above my desk in my room, I have a homemade calendar on which I’ve been counting down the days to the marathon. [Editor’s note: 9 days!!!] One of the Nerditorium
Last night, I had dinner with friends across town. Afterwards, I had to walk a bit to get to the nearest bus stop. When I was about two blocks away, I saw my bus turning the corner and head towards my stop. The next bus could take up to 40 minutes and I didn’t want to wait that long so I ran full out, covering the distance including crossing four lanes of traffic, and made it to the bus before the doors closed. All without being winded. I couldn’t have done that a year ago. Thank you for reminding me how far I’ve come in such a short period of time, Merry. I had a smile on my face the rest of the way home.
All right, all right. I know the only reason most of you visited my blog today was to see who won the quiz. Well, here you go, you greedy bastards.
Answers to Wednesday’s quiz:
1) The little guys on Fraggle Rock were called Doozers. Sorry for the confusion, JoyRun!
2) B. Jem is apparently truly outrageous, though, according to the lyrics, her music is considered contagious. I think they misspoke and were actually referring to her nether regions though.
3) The blue dude in the ThunderCats was Panthro.
4) Morgan Freeman was on The Electric Company. To be honest, I didn’t realize this until a few years ago. I’m a bit slow obviously.
5) The Smurf villian was Gargamel and his cat was called Azrael.
The first commenter with all the correct answers was Turi. Yay Turi! The second winner for this quiz chosen by the random number generator was commenter #13.
That was Karen. Yay Karen! Both of you need to email me your snail mail addresses and I’ll send those Popeners out to you next week.
Concerning the quizzes, I still owe Viv a pop culture quiz (probably one relevant to this decade) and TheLooseMoose would like another one on Rome. Anyone else have any quiz requests that I may choose to ignore? There will probably only be three more quizzes before I leave Rome next month. [Editor’s note: So soon. *sniff*]
One more quiz-related note. Usually, I feel like I’m the one in the blogosphere who wears the TMI crown. However, Vanilla’s comment on Wednesday’s post has officially usurped my royal position.
“Interesting sidenote, when I have to take a dump I often announce that I'm going to take a Doozer.”Well done, sir. Oh, and *gag*. [Editor's note: Scratch that. There is nothing Vanilla or I have said that could trump the TMI machine that is Mr. Glaven Q. Heisenberg. Sweet lord, man, you have no shame.]
Good luck to Ted, JoyRun and Marci who are running the Philly marathon on Sunday and anyone else I forgot who is also racing this weekend. I look forward to reading your triumphant race reports next week.
Have a great weekend, everyone.