Hello all from Guatemala. That’s right I’m training for a sprint triathlon in another country…. yes I’m crazy and so is this keyboard that i’m typing this out on. Some of the keys are just missing. Anyway, we did 30 km of hard MT bike riding today. I only fell once after trying to replicate a jump over a creek that Kevin pulled off and made look sooo awesome!
If i am noticably absent for the next week it’s because I’m out of country, but don’t worry soon I’ll be back and stronger than ever. :D
I suffered several setbacks on my training ride today including a two foot diameter tree across the trail, a set of RR tracks that threw me out into the road (luckily I missed the oncoming traffic), and a construction project that cut off the end of my route. Thoroughly ticked off about how this hindered my pace, I decided to begin my multi-event training and ran two miles today as well.
9 Mile Bike Time – 35:15 10-15 min later 1 Mile Run Times – 9:29 & 9:37
Set a new (recent) record for the mile. I started from a different place on the track where I run so that I could use the 100 yard markings to help set a 8 minute pace. I have also been using these markings to do interval training for the last few days.
1 Mile Run Time – 8:07
Apparently joining the rest of the world in outsourcing everything to India, the Catholic church is transfering prayer requests and special masses (done for a certain donation amount) to the priests in India, that both have less work and income than their American counterparts.
I will resist the obvious commentary on this as I think most people should be about to see the several layers of mockery this makes of the relationship between man and God. I would like to point out the irony that I see when compared to many computer-related professions. I mean if your priest can charge you (much like a lawyer or accountant) for his time praying for you… shouldn’t it be reasonable for your techie friend to be compensated the next time he spends two hours fixing your computer?
Thanks Jeremy
This is a fake article from an Onion like site, but it is amusing non-the-less. I have extracted it from their site due to an abundance of popups and other annoyances.
In what’s being called a local wardrobe malfunction, area resident and Klansman Arnie Stevens showed up at his latest Ku Klux Klan rally in a pink hood and a pink robe.
“They say it happened because I didn’t separate my whites from my coloreds,” said Arnie. “That just goes to show you segregation is the way of the Lord. In laundry and also in life.”
“The little missus was at a Tupperware convention so I had to do my own laundry,” explained Arnie. A former bachelor, Arnie hauled his dirty Klansman outfit to the local washtub but what followed no one could foresee. Although the real culprit is probably a wayward Cincinnati Reds tee-shirt, Arnie tends to believe his washer was tampered with by some of the young African American men, or as Arnie called them, “homies” loitering around the shop.
“Someone sabotaged that there washer. Sure as I know nigras are black, I know I separated my coloreds from my whites.” He continued, “There’s something rotten in Denmark around here. The name of the laundromat is Rub-A-Dub Scrub. Need I say more?” And then, he said no more.
Conspiracy or not, the mishap did not discourage the lifelong KKK member from attending his monthly Klansman rally, held in his hometown of Pigeon Hole, Oklahoma. But because his robe and hood were both an unfortunate shade of flamingo pink, Arnie was immediately asked to go home for suspicion of being a flaming homosexual.
“Unfortunately, my fellow Klansman judged me solely on the color of my robe. But I can’t help what color my robe is, can I? What’s inside is what counts,” said Arnie, wiping back a tear.