No more soda!

As of Monday, Sept. 29, I will make a resolute effort to eliminate soda from my diet. I've got to lose some of the girth that is my gut! Somebody, please keep me honest.

But between now and then, it's a get-all-you-can-grab situation.

Also, I reserve the option to indulge in a Pepsi or three following a marathon. Deal?

Top of Utah

I'm off to see my Hay! ...and run the Top of Utah Marathon. I'll be leaving the house shortly. I just need to make sure I got everything.

Running shoes: check!
Shorts: check!
Shirt: check!
Cold weather stuff: check!
Toiletries: check!
Extra clothes: check!
Sleeping bag: check!

I think I'm good. Well, uh, I mean I think I have everything.

My hungry

I din't get no dinner tonight.

Empty...

Sundays. I hate 'em. Dare I say that I abhor them? Grandma's house is empty pretty much every day of the week, but on Sunday it feels much more so. Vacuous even...

Pretty cool friends...

The conversation went something like this as I walked into the office:

"I'm a thigh man myself," said one.

"Me? I'm a breast man," said another.

At that point, thinking I was very funny, I chimed in with, "I'm an a** man!"

Everybody laughed and someone said something to the effect that they couldn't remember ever seeing the a** the last time they got a bucket of chicken from KFC...

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OK, OK. That's me being somewhat disingenuous. We did have that conversation, but not exactly in that context--I didn't walk into it like that. I walked into a discussion of chicken and rice recipe's for a Crock-Pot and/or the oven. I suggested a dutch oven. Still, the conversation did actually happen and it was extremely funny. Three guys and a gal sitting in an office laughing our heads off like we were jr. high school kids. We four do that a lot actually.

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And yes, I really am.

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Tonight I took Addi and Chan out to dinner. Since it was Addi's b-day yesterday, she got to choose. She chose Chili's. She likes Chili's. A lot. She is always suggesting Chili's. But I don't think it's really the food that she likes. I mean it is, but there has to be something else. Every time I take Addi to Chili's (which really isn't often--once or twice a year maybe) she orders the Mac and Cheese off the kids menu. Something just isn't adding up here. She wants to go to Chili's for their Kraft Macaroni & Cheese? Doesn't she realize I could make 4 or 5 boxes of the stuff at home for the same amount of money? It must be the atmosphere. Or the fries that come with the mac & cheese. Or maybe it was the chocolate milk she ordered this time. Oh well.

It was great to have Chan along too--thanks for coming! Every Friday night, right? We just swap who's treat it is? Dutch oven on the 28th too! Don't forget!

Happy Birthday to my Addi!!

You're the big 10 today! Yay!
Sorry I wasn't there. You know how it is...
Love you sweetie!

Better late than never?

I don't know if it's too late in the year but I cut the dogs hair tonight. I finally got the clippers last week and then this week I got the blade that leaves 1/2 inch of fur. Not to bad for my first go even if I do say so myself!

I should have done it earlier but it was just one of those things that kept getting put off. Hopefully he won't freeze this winter...

Poor dog. Doesn't know what being a real Chocolate Lab feels like what with that darn recessive inbred gene that gave him long hair. It's such a pain in the butt! I'm thinking in the spring when I cut his hair, maybe I'll leave the front alone and just cut his back end--make him look like a brown lion! How cool would that be?

Spanish Fork Half Marathon: the report

This is the first time I've run the Spanish Fork 1/2, but I like it. They put on a good half marathon down there at the southern end of the valley. It's not like the Provo River Half or the Hobble Creek Half--all, or mostly, downhill coming out of their respective canyons. This one is generally flat--about 200 feet of net elevation gain in the first 6.5 miles--on an out and back course. You can't let gravity pull you across the finish here; you have to work on this course. It's well supported and the raffle at the end is icing on the cake (there were some really nice prizes given out). Anyways, I'm happy to say I finished in under 2 hours--1:54:44 actually--and I ran the entire thing (the exception being the Honey Bucket stop at mile 5.5).

I need to make mention of Leigh's recent spur-of-the-moment decision and accomplishment. She went up to the Teton's last week to help and provide support for the Grand Teton Races, but ended up being lulled by the medal that was being awarded and, on a whim, decided to run the 100 mile race. And she finished! What a nut! Way to go Leigh!

Spanish Fork Half Marathon

This is me going to bed the night before the Spanish Fork Half Marathon. The race starts at 7:00 a.m. near Center St on 1st East. It's an out and back course and Pancakes, sausage, milk and juice will be available at the finish. Sounds good. And the clincher (for me) is the technical t-shirt given to the runners. I'm getting up at 5 so I'd better hit the hay.

Head hurts...

And the remedy would be to go to sleep. I need to get some Tylenol PM, or some Advil PM. Something that has PM at the tail end of it. Went and picked up a Del's Deal at 10:45 pm and then watched the final episode, season one, of Burn Notice. Gotta love www.hulu.com! I really ought to go to bed.

I changed the oil in my car last night. It was way overdue. Next time I'm going to try and remember to do it after the engine has cooled a bit.

I'm running the Spanish Fork Half on Saturday.

OK, OK, I'm going. Night.