I went to bed very early last night. Apparently I was more tired than I realized. After a couple episodes of Beverly Hills 90210, I crashed at 10:00 pm. Normally I hit the sack somewhere between 1-2:00 am. So look out world, I’m hella well rested today… yet unshaven. Ways you can tell I’ve had too much sleep include, but aren’t limited to:
- I make up my own language and try to convince my wife I still have to brush my teeth using said fake language. It’s amazing what facial expressions and intonation can accomplish.
- there are ten days left until Ironman Canada.
- last night I met some other neighbors of ours. Basically all I can remember about them is the following: their daughter’s middle name is Sugar, they want to steal my apples, and they voted to ban car alarms from their block. I can’t recall the parents names.
- my mom gets back in town tonight. She spent two weeks in Georgia visiting my two brothers who reside there. I’m sure I will hear all about my nephew Kincade Maximus. (Is Sugar or Maximus a better middle name?)
- one of these days I will revive the Fully Klothed Thursday posts I started about a year ago.
- when the Ironman is complete I will resuscitate my French Word of the Day blog, adding audio files, which has been on life support for over a year.
- I create random blog posts that have zero direction and I’m ultra fidgetty in my work chair. Is it too soon for a swim?
- they still sell Whoopi Cushions. I spied about eight of them in my local grocery store. They were located in the cold cereal aisle (kids) selling for $2.00. I resisted.
- NEW: Four Three Nine. Four hundred thirty-nine. Quatre cent trente-neuf! 439. No matter how you say it, my race number has finally been assigned for Ironman. Fahrenheit 439!
Alright, that’s all I can think of for right now. Enjoy yourselves on this Thursday (or Friday) wherever you might be!
IRONMAN trivia #16/25: athletes are NOT allowed to go shirtless during the Ironman. You must cover your torso during the bike ride and the run portions of the race. It takes all the fun out of it since I was planning on wearing my pink Speedo for the entire race. Glow sticks are distributed to all athletes on the course as sunset approaches. It’s very eerie to see runner emerge with a green illuminated halo around their neck.