Good thing it's the off season for triathlon because inevitably it gets replaced with shopping, shipping, baking, and imbibing.
This past week we had our morning masters MIT Lane 3 holiday party. Do we invite the other 5 lanes to join us? Hell no. What a bunch of clicky water snobs, huh? As if the water in OUR lane is BETTER than the other lanes and our lane lines are GOLD PLATED or something.
Pffffffffff..
Anyway, here's a few pictures of people you could care less about. See if you can pick me out, duh...
mmmmmm beer
In other news, I'm still on my 6 day a week running plan. Do I feel fast and antelope like? No, I do not. I've come to the conclusion that my body is trying to get used to this frequency and if I'm lucky one of these days, I'll be gifted with snappy legs perhaps.
Back to Christmas: I've decided this is really all I'm asking Santa for
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Sometimes, you just need to say what’s on your mind.
But who's gonna hear you?
Save your breath and say it with Shticks®!
I'm almost certain the CALL ME and YOU'RE CUTE! will not be taken out of the box. The GreenJACKASS and GET OFF THE ROAD signs will be dogeared before January 31.
