The Tick is Clocking

I know normal people would say, "The clock is ticking." But normal people wouldn't find a tick burrowing into their leg because they spent all night running in the woods as a birhtday present given to one's self. Here's the convoluted recap.

Sunday night.. the birthday week continues...
Who would go out and run 48 miles in the woods starting at 10 pm on the Sunday before Labor Day. .... No one.... except those of us that did.

I had to go, it was my birthday and somewhere along the way it became mandatory for me to run a mile for every year on the 3rd Rock from the Sun.... So, I had to go but Allen and Jessica, you two are crazy!! Let's see you, guys are young, you had the next day off, you are together, and you spent a couple of hours running with me. Nuts, pure nuts.

David House, shame on you, you're a newlywed. You ran all 48. Crazy, insane.

Lisa, by far the best looking of the 40+ mile crew. It was great having you out, but you are .... Shoot, you're young and single, shouldn't you have been out at a club instead of hanging out all night with us oldtimers? Whacky, inane, weird.

My man A2. I love ya, but there's something really not right with a dude that is recently engaged cutting short a naturalist day at the pool to get slathered in Bug Juice and eat PB & J's in the woods with an old guy.

Come to think of it... Dan you're not that smart either. 5 AM. 20 miles?

One question...... Don't you people have homes?

Well, that's you whacky guys, I can't think of a better way (out of options I actually had) to spend the Sunday after my 48th birthday than running 48 miles with yall!

AMan
ps, Jon, Andrea, Davo and Ilene are a little smarter, they slept in, didn't run as far and finished just as the coals got hot for the BBQ. Speaking of BBQ's there is no nap like the nap you take after running 10 PM - 9 AM, drinking 3 beers, eating too much food, hanging in the sun and then catching a ride home with your DD buddy! Now, can I tell you the nap was good, it was worth the run just to take the nap!!!

Geeks vs Nerds vs Kool Kats

Ok, let's end this controversy.

What's the best, what's the worst and what's reality?

See, my BLF stated that she was miffed because someone said she had some nerd like tendencies. Yeah right! As the taller brother in Rat Race said, "I 'ont 'ink oh!" (for those of you that haven't seen the movie 12 times, that's I don't think so) My BLF is the farthest thing from a nerd. She's got fashion savvy, she drive an SUV, She doesn't run her mouth when she should bite her lip, she's got a great sense of humor, on and on. So she's smart, that alone isn't enough to put you in Nerdville.

When I delivered this declaration to her, she just looked at me. "What, don't you believe me?" I ask knowingly.

She says, "er, well, ah, yeah, ok see, it's just that you are kind of a nerd, so you can't really judge."

What me a nerd? Let's check the criteria. Fashion Sense? Ok, I'll admit to owning a pair of Hush Puppies, and I still think digital watches are pretty neat. So, I'm going to take a hit here.

What was next? SUV? Well, no, but my Honda Fit is perfect for my lifestyle. Good gas mileage, can adjust the seats. Fit for function, not flare. Ok, I take a hit there too.

Holds tongue or spouts off? Ok, Ok, even though I'm 0-3 I'm still not a nerd, and here's why.

I also, cut my own hair! Those crooks at Fantastic Sam's want like $12 to cut my hair. Shoot my clippers paid for themselves in 3.1 months. Ha, thrifty see.

And the topper, I figured it all out on Friday night/Saturday morning as I was packing my car to meet my friends at 4:30 AM to run in the woods. As I was leaving the house at 3:30 AM my across the street neighbors were still partying on. Music blaring. People drinking on the porch. It hit me like a salami (hard!), as I used my running hat with the light built in I stared down at my combination water belt/fanny pack.... "I am not a NERD! I am a GEEK!"

Then why am I so happy? As my BLF said, "What do you care; you still get to kiss the girl?"

Call me what you wish, as long as I can kiss the girl, that's kool enough for me!

Just a Tough Darn Race

Leadville.....

It's just a tough mnother. If you aren't from the mountains, or if you don't have Lance's lungs and supplements, your chances are slim.

My bud Chase, he trained hard. He lives in Colorado. He waxed me. He made it 75 miles and he was d-o-n-e, Done!

Poor guy, he chugged like hell to get to the turn around and he made it with an hour to spare, not easy at Leadville. he made it over Hope Pass, not once but twice. But that climb, it will just do you in, and it done him in. Not right away, delayed onset and guts got him another 20 miles down the trail.

Chase, come run Ancient Oaks with me, then we'll head to Kettle Morainne. Let's get out of that thin air and off those mountains for a while, we need a little success my bud.

Off to the Gym

Hey, you heard right.

Whadda you mean you don't believe it? Hey, hey, I used to go, back in 2002 when someone made me. And back in the 90's when someone made me.......

Ok, ok, ok, ok, but, but, I've been going for Five weeks now, and no one is really making me, I just had turned, you know a little doughy in the last 7 years.

So, believe, and get the needle and thread ready, because I'm coming back Ripped!

Don't forget your tickets, because it's gonna be a Gun Show!

Thanks Professor!

I'm a super running fan too!



I'm pretty sure I saw Star talking to a tree this morning, I think that counts!

New Running Partner

I have a new running partner. Beautiful. Young. Long Legs. And like my coffee.... STRONG!

Yet, my BLF is not jealous, (not only because she has my heart) but because Luna is well, a picture is worth one thousand words (so why am I writing?)Three miles is nothing for this girl!

No Body to Love

Last Summer (or was it two summers ago?) was the summer of the Panther. Several Croomers heard the Panther. We all talked about it, but I thought it was all codswallop! Aint no panther out there, there are only 60 -90 left. Then I'm running along and "Merlin's beard!" Loping along right in my path is our very own Croom Panther.

For years I've heard what a great place to dump a body Croom would be (some have even speculated that the name Bundy's Pit, came from the infamous Ted disposing of one in late 1970's). Again, codswallop I say! Croom would have to be the worst place to dump a body, Motorcycles, horses, cyclists, hikers, 4-wheel enthusiasts, and even the occasional runner use this park. No one would ever dump a corpse here!

And no one did, until Wednesday or Thursday this week. Yep, the body of one dead 46 year old man was found out there on forest road 7 on Friday.

Guys please don't start a rumor about aliens or bigfoot out there, these man eating Florida Panthers are enough!