Nothin’ But Photos...Low Tide Run/Walk

Kim’s penance for running back on the beach? No pretty photos of her...

As for the rest of us–Don’t we look like we’re having fun?

Alberta makes a Friend - Running with Paul at the Low Tide Run last Saturday

BBJ - Makin’ his way to the next water station. I swear he’s listening to the lyrics...or He’s wondering what Wilma bought at “The Slumber Party...”

I was walkin’ up the hell...I mean hill at Torrey Pines until I saw the camera...then I started running (Seriously!)...I mean, how cruel is that--to be taking photos at the top of a hill?

Remember...It’s not the destination...Little does Betty know that she’ll spend the week practicing the alphabet!

ELSIE - Seriously considering the merits of NOT running next week, so that she can pick out tile and fixtures for the house...hmmm.

Oh yeah, I am supposed to post a story from Tuesday’s track practice...something about running for the barn, rolling in the hay, or riding horses (or maybe all three!) as well as an assortment of horse-related comments (all of which Elsie and Betty pondered at length as they ran our 800s), but I can’t remember any of it... I’m sure they’ll fill us in though...

Hasta

Bones & Leather Nipples

Clearly a challenging day...


It’s early and we’re cold Mik, Betty & Elsie before the 80-degree heat and the run/wog/walk up the hill at Torrey Pines).

I didn’t tell anyone this story yesterday...but you know me, I can’t help but sharing all my embarrassing running stories with you on the Internet (even those I won’t tell you in person).

Who knew the first challenge would come before we even started running!

Betty and I had to visit the rest room before the run and were confronted with EXTREME MISFORTUNE...No TP in the ladies room (Trust me, Betty asked everyone who was in a stall)...GRRRR and momentary PANIC since clearly Betty and I were in the restroom for a similar purpose... and both of us desperately needed TP.

NOT good.

But I am a VERY resourceful girl!

Did ya’all notice how I went back to the restroom before we started running?

Did ya’all notice how I took the route map we were all examining with me?

Did ya’all notice (Alberta did) how I didn’t have the map with me when I came out of the restroom?

For BBJ & Edith, let me give you the math: No TP + printed map = TP

Sorry ‘bout that Alberta, my excuse that I “threw it away” was only partially accurate...”flushed it” would have been more so. Aren’t you happy now to know the real reason you didn’t know that the route back to La Jolla Shores was a couple miles farther than the route from La Jolla Shores? (For future reference, I do have Kleenex in my car...a tidbit of information I neglected to remember yesterday morning).

I was gonna tell Alberta about my cleverness when she was telling me about the old guy who was sharing his potty stories with her during the run...but I figured you’d heard enough for the day.

Doesn’t Mik look fabulous? Last week’s train run

What I HAAAAATED about yesterday’s run:

1. HAAAAAATE HILLS (both up and especially down)
2. HAAAAAATE no TP in the restroom
3. HAAAAAATE rock climbing when I want to be running (and the effect that rock climbing had on my quads).
4. HAAAAAATE running in sand (sorry...but I do).
5. HAAAAAATE 80 degree heat at 8 o’clock in the morning.
6. HAAAAAATE the never-ending hill at the Torrey Pines State Park (I just noticed that Toiled Paper and Torrey Pines start with the same letters...hee hee.)
7. HAAAAAATE that Mik was smart enough to run back on the beach and I wasn’t.
8. HAAAAAATE that I left my water belt at Water Station 1...then really needing it through the state park.
9. HAAAAAATE that I essentially stopped running after 7 miles and walked the rest of the way.
10. HAAAAAATE Saucony Hurricane running shoes which I am completely blaming for my weak performance this week (but am now the owner of a pretty new pair of New Balance shoes after going to Road Runner Sports this morning, trying on and making the fitting guy watch me run in four different pairs of shoes).

Clearly, Alberta has not nursed a child... Also, I’m pretty sure that is Boob-Guy in the distance.

What I LOOOOOVED about yesterday’s run:

1. “Where is the fucking beach?”
2. Boob-guy - who continued to check out every woman’s breasts, especially when we were soaking our tired legs in the ocean. He certainly got an eyeful of my headlights there.
3. Betty and I noticed that you could really tell which women had nursed and who hadn’t. As we left the beach, Betty noted, “yeah, when I’m dead and buried, if archeologists dig me up in 100 years, the only thing they’ll find will be my bones and leather nipples.” (If you’ve nursed a kid or two, this makes sense...in any event, we could certainly tell which women had nursed or not when we were in the ocean)...so could Boob-guy
4. BBJ wondered if he’d crossed the line with his last Blog Comment, about a kid’s hand warmer creating “camel toes. Then he shared with us that he didn’t know what item Wilma bought at a neighbor’s “slumber party.” (There is no line BBJ...and if there were, Wilma crosses it all the time anyway...I know she reads this...let’s see if she’ll post a comment now).
5. Speaking of the Slumber party, the line “Get the Towel!”
6. The whole discussion in World Famous about what women wear and whether or not we want guys looking at our boobs (Duh...of course we do!).
7. Face wipes
8. Mimosas (Two bottles worth!) & yummy breakfast at WF (Hooray!)
9. Notorious B.I.G (Juicy), Super hyphie (Keak da Sneak), and Digital Underground (Kiss you Back) song lyrics, which BBJ gave me (he says he doesn’t listen to the lyrics, and being a literacy person, of course I do! The whole time I was listening I was thinking...WTF did they just say?)
10. BBJ’s breakfast treat (Thank-you, again... I love that you’re running with me ...or at least by me).

I’m looking forward to next week’s run...It looks a lot like the train run route (lots of time on Carlsbad Blvd... Flat and on a hard surface. (Behave yourselves!)

I’ll bring the TP--just in case)

Alice

2 Comments

You go Alice!!!

O.k. Alice...I have been a runner for over 29 years now...and I can tell when someone becomes a runner..YOU ARE NOW A FUCKIN RUNNER :) ... EXCELLENT!!!! There is nothing I can think of where in a very short time...you can know someone so well...that is..running with someone.....running is getting in your blood....I can tell...it feels so good when your done...right?? ... accomplishment plus adrenaline release......then looking for a cold beer or three....Keep up the running.....I want to go running with you hot boobed ladies one of these Sunday mornings.....but...there will be no walking on my watch....

Running up a hill,
A.S.

Sunday, April 13, 2008 - 05:52 PM

betty

Great job everyone on the run... some of us didn't have a map and had to wait 4.9 miles to use the restroom - we just pretended we had to go #1!

I'm still mad at Mik for running back on the flat beach with the naken men. I feel so stupid - except I was able to hang out with Elsie for awhile and have a miserable hot and sweaty run!

Thanks Jim for breakfast and to Mik for mimosa's. It was great to spend my anniversary sweating with you all!

Tuesday, April 15, 2008 - 03:59 AM

“We can hear you in there...”

I LOVE this ad this from New Balance (Edith sent me the link)...There are several, including one where a guy is breaking up with running, but I liked this one too...could relate to the giving up partying to run (although I’m not sure I’ve gained a 1/2 step on anything or anyone).

We still don’t know who is hanging “do not disturb” type New Balance signs on Cheryl’s fence... (there was one about being hot and sweaty from running) But that’s another story...

Edith made a new friend Nick (below) ...a random guy who we accosted and then asked to take our picture) so we returned the favor and told him it was going on the blog...

I learned that maybe the problem I thought I was having with my shoes, wasn’t really my shoes at all. It was me (big surprise) and the fact that I probably hadn’t laced my shoes tight enough...which I did last night and my legs/feet hurt a lot less today.

Here’s my list of things that have made me happy in the last two days:

1. Five of us at track practice on a Tuesday night.
2. Both Betty and Elsie are running on Saturday.
3. The guy who was checking out every woman’s breasts (spotted at Track practice last night).
4. Betty’s description of a certain fellow administrator who continues to use Doug’s office restroom during admin meetings, even though he knows that everyone can hear him...just so that he doesn’t miss a minute-detail...and how Betty’s planning on seeking her revenge (it involves going into the same restroom and grunting). “You know, we can hear you in there....”
5. Whatever Betty, Elsie and I were talking about in the car on the way to track practice last night. I can’t remember what it was, but I know that I almost crashed the car because it made me laugh. (I think it was the pee-story from #4...as well as some other continued reminiscing about running and tripping over the crappy streets in Leukadia).
6. There’s another Heffer in charge of something around here (because we don’t do enough of that!) Congrats Julie!
7. Because I was up to my ears in test documents, and because we were on a different Wednesday schedule, and because I was in the library and not in my office where Judy reminds me every Wednesday to go to advisory, I did completely forget to go to advisory today until Lisa called to tell me that my advisees were wondering where I was...On this of all days, when they were supposed to turn in their Senior Project Proposals.
8. My advisees were completely freaking out when I wasn’t there and were looking for me all over campus.
9. Clarence showed me this from WeCovet (you have to read the post...) It involves something about a Muff - see the picture to the right (now you’re curious, aren’t you)
10. I sent Mona an email today in which I wrote, “You’ll get to look at your box and check out what’s inside” and she was so flustered by her billions of seniors that she didn’t even notice.
11. Panspermia

BBJ burned me a copy of some of his playlist, only the songs were titled “Track 1, Track 2, Track 3,” etc...not that I actually know the songs on most of his playlist, but he followed through and has sent me the song-list (hooray)!

We love BBJ and I’m happy to have new tunes to run to.

I really didn’t have anything else to write about...but I did want to post a couple photos from last night. Since Edith’s new friend is way too young for her, I went back and found Elsie’s Cougar Watch sign again.

Have fun in Hawaii.

Alice

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Edith

I don't know what you are talking about w/the arms...you are looking pretty damn good in that picture...did you really run Tues night? :)

I was cruising back through some old posts and I have a question...what's with the latin next to the post from last tuesday night? Or is it italian? I tried to use a translator, but still couldn't figure it out.

Have a great run on Sat...I'll send pics of my firefighter/surf instructors!
Aloha!

Wednesday, April 9, 2008 - 11:26 PM

Alice

OH...that's from the template. I'm supposed to put a caption there. It's gibberish (as opposed to the other stuff I write:-))

Thursday, April 10, 2008 - 01:14 PM

BBJ

That "hand warmer" covet-thing-a-ma-jigger looks like a denim overall oufit that would reveal some serious camel toes.

Thursday, April 10, 2008 - 03:18 PM

Alice

I've created a map in Map My Run for the Low-Tide Run...I'm going to turn around at Stafford Court & Surfview Court (about 6.5 miles up the coast), but I might turn around sooner :-) Here's the link:

http://www.mapmyrun.com/run/united-states/ca/san-diego/523657453

Also, I'm going to carry water because when I'll be turning around before the second water station and it'll still be pretty far to water station 3.

Friday, April 11, 2008 - 12:46 PM

Hair-Whips and Frolicking on the Train

Where to start...where to start....

You’d think running 16 miles would garner enough information to be enough to consume an entire post...but to be honest, it’s really boring...and OH MY LORD my legs, feet, and butt ache today. Actually, I want to thank the crew for showing up...it was so much more fun (for me) to have someone to run with and more importantly to have breakfast with afterward (we found the Hideaway Cafe!)

First of all, the headline. When you all see me, you’ll notice that may hair is decidedly shorter than it was on Friday (cut off 8 inches...a real 8 inches, not 1/4” = 8” as Lloyd explained to the parents the other night...to which I giggled...Men always exaggerate that way...sorry BBJ). Anyway..one of the benefits of having shorter hair is that my long hair, when pulled up in a ponytail was really starting to bug me on these longer runs because it’d get all sweaty-wet, and then it’d start whipping the back of my neck...

Hence, I told the crew on the train that I needed to get rid of my “hair-whip.” Betty thought that was funny.

Then Paul told us that when we were done running that we could frolic in the ocean at Solana Beach, which led all of us to wonder about the last time we “frolicked” and about what...hmmmm

I’m still trying to wrap my head around the enormity of running 16 miles. For me, the first 12 (or so) were fine...the last four (or once we got to Leukadia and the freeking broken streets there) were the WORST! Alberta almost fell on her face because there was a STUPID barrier-thingy lying flat on the street that she didn’t see. I rolled my foot about 10 paces later and almost twisted my ankle. Uneven surfaces, road construction guys who won’t move out your way...the pack of Team in Training Cyclists roaring by at 150 mph (ok...I may be exaggerating, but I think I was in Leukadia when the team roared bay and it sorta freaked me out a little). I think we all agreed that Leukadia may be lovely, but it was a sucky place to run!



I was so happy to leave L, but then took a wrong turn and ended up with the pack of Paul-Groupies at the ladies room...which turned out to be down a huge hill...then we had to walk up (because it was a 45 degree incline...and even Paul wouldn’t run up it.) Then we missed the water station...GRRRR....

I am SO proud of Betty for running more than 14 miles (I mapped it....I picked you up at the south entrance to San Elijo, which is past the 14 mile marker...I also mapped my detour to the bathroom...which I think made my run longer...Mapquest says 16.32 miles...which makes me feel better about my 3 hours & 20 minutes... which includes the potty stop!). Heck I’m proud of all of us...16 miles is a freekin’ long way to run.

I told Edith this last night...(I drunk-called Edith to thank her for a nice email she sent me about my wanna-be field hockey playing daughter...in which she told me that she and TALL TIM ran 10.5 miles yesterday morning as well and that it was really hard (the run...not Tim))...ANYWAY, I’ve come to the conclusion that running with the track club makes it a heck of a lot easier to run these long distances...which is mostly mental (OK...It was physical too. I was so exhausted coming into Solana Beach, up that last hill, that I really just wanted to sit down and cry...but then Paul came up and convinced me to run up the hill with him...so I did.) In any event, I know that Edith was a little sad because running 10 miles seemed so difficult...and I just wanted to assure her that running with lots of other people makes it so much easier (for me). I don’t know why that is, but it has certainly worked for me. I hope you get to join us this weekend.

So, I’m proud of us and all...but I still want to ponder how Elvis continues to creep into the karma of this journey for me...really...he does...First of all, as you know the RnR has some running Elvi competition that they do, so a few weeks ago, there was this guy who was doing the marathon in his Elvis running suit. Then I got lost in Coronado a few weeks ago...but got through it because I happened to have Mike’s iPod with me and got to listen to Mojo Nixon singing “Elvis is Everywhere” (among other songs)...which made me laugh.

Then I ended up going to a fundraiser last night (yes...I went out last night...I’m a stud (see funny story about “stud” below...), but I was promised wine, so you know me, I went) ...Anyway, it was a really nice event and I wore HIGH HEELS! (yes, after running 16 freekin’ miles, I somehow managed to get my feet into 4” heels...don’t ask how, but I suspect the promise of wine helped.

The event was a casino night for Kuyamaay Elementary School, (Don’t ask how I ended up there...I know, I know, I don’t even go to fundraisers for the school where I work, or where MY kids go to school... again, I remind you, the wine...) but my sister-in-law is really involved in the school and invited us to go...and we’re good inlaws, and were promised wine, so we went.

Anyway, as we walk in, the first thing I notice is this guy running around in an orange Elvis suit (wig and all), and my first thought is: “What a dork!” followed by “I wonder what bet he lost that caused that...”

Then, a few minutes later, Elvis walks up to me and says something like “hey hotstuff” which makes me think,

“What an ass...”

Then I realize, it’s my brother-in-law, Richard...dressed up like Elvis...and selling raffle tickets (I so needed more wine).

OK...we’ve got 56 (or something like that...) Two months ago, I could barely run an hour...yesterday I ran for three. I figure I need to be able to run for about 5 to finish the marathon...Somehow it sounds doable now...I must be crazy.

Or seeing Elvis... Help me.

Alice

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p.a.

You all rock! I'm so proud to have you all along and I can't believe I made it that far. I only ran about 12 of the miles but gotta run with Mik for a couple (always such a great friend) and then Bumper stopped by for a minute or two. Then Cindi ran with me for a few miles which really was great. I saw my cousin running towards me with T.I.T. (that's what I call TEam in Training - because none of them look like me). Then my aunt Wogged with me for a 1/2 mile.
I hate Leucadia and I think I'll be able to get stronger each week - especially if you keep me laughing. BBJ is so brave to hang out with us and he has become such a strong runner! He finished the 16 miles faster than the 1/2 marathon in August!

But really, today I am so very grateful for friendships! I'm looking forward to June!

Sunday, April 6, 2008 - 08:56 PM

Clarence

I am so proud of you guys! Keep it up- I can't wait to be there in June to cheer you guys on! :)

Sunday, April 6, 2008 - 09:28 PM

Alice

Oh...I forgot to add the story about "The Stud."

So...there's a silent auction at this fund raiser and at one of the tables is this basket that has home remodeling tools (or something like that) and its labeled "Studfinder" which I think is slightly funny...maybe a little more than slightly because of the wine, that and I'm at a school fund raiser...

Anyway, this random guy walks up next to me, looks at the basket and says something like "hey, I could use a stud finder."

Seriously?

I sort of do a double take...I mean, is he joking? laughing? talking to a friend? to me?

Is he gay?

So I wait...then I can't stand it anymore...I mean it was A FREEKIN' GIFT! I sort of figure he wants me to make the joke. So I say, "you know, usually I hear women use that line." and I sort of laugh, cuz I thought at the very least I was being obviously clever.

He just stares at me. Not even a courtesy chuckle...

So I just apologize and giggle something like, "yeah, I know. That was inappropriate. I don't know you." And and he's just sort of glaring at me.

Damn Tierra Santa, Yuppie, Asshole...Hated him

Went to find Mike to tell him my story...He laughed.

Which is why I love him.

Sunday, April 6, 2008 - 09:42 PM

Momma

I'm so proud of all of you - I still think you're crazy - but I'm amazed at you all!

Sunday, April 6, 2008 - 10:11 PM

Anonymous

BBJ

OK, Carlsbad is a long city, Leucadia needs to fix its streets, Encinitas went well along the beach except for the one hill by the ENCINITAS sign. What was that Taj Mahal looking place in Encinitas?

I just kept thinking after the 16 miles in Solana Beach, could I have done 10 more miles? Very inspired by Mrs. Harris, Jaime, P.A. for their efforts. Mik, too.

How was everyone's "active recovery" on Sunday? Back on the road today with the mindset that we can do this 26.2 thing. Head up, one step, one mile at a time.

Monday, April 7, 2008 - 07:44 AM

Alice

The Taj Majal place is the Self Realization Fellowship Temple. There's a kinda famous surf spot below it called Swami's.

Active Recovery? I shopped again :-) I bought toe socks.

The guy at Movin Shoes seemed to think they'd help with my blistering issue...so I'm going to give them a try with some of my shorter runs this week before the 2.5 hour run on Saturday.

By the way BBJ, if you put your name in the "Comment As" box, your name will appear at the top of the comment entry.

Monday, April 7, 2008 - 08:44 AM

Alberta

I felt pretty good until about mile 12 and then I felt like an 80 year old women who needed a knee replacement. I was very happy to have Alice to run with from mile 9 on, she kicked my butt. About mile 12 I almost fell on my face as the sidewalk jumped up and grapped me. Biggest mistake that I made was following Alice and Paul and his giggling girls down the hill to the bathroom. I wonder how much of a difference he is making in their life :) I was pissed they took me down a big hill for no reason I would much rather have pulled a Betty then stopped. I finally left them and made the mistake of following some lady with a visor up the hill who got me lost. I should have know not to follow her. Should I have asked her where her cocker spaniels were? Looking at this picture of us maybe I should have just asked here to borrow the visor!!!!!!!

Monday, April 7, 2008 - 10:11 AM

BBJ

Thanks for the ID tip on the blog.

BTW, if anyone wants some new bumpin'-bouncin' tunes to help with those tough miles, I put together a partial BBJ music list. Let me know if you are interested.

Monday, April 7, 2008 - 10:37 AM

Edith

Now imagine this conversation on Sat night...
A: "I'm wearing boots. Can you freakin believe I got my foot into a boot?"
E: "What?"
A: "But it works because they are stretchy leather. I think I am going to take a picture of my boot right now."

Seeing the blog, I felt like I was RIGHT THERE! Drunk dials are fun.

Monday, April 7, 2008 - 12:53 PM

Elsie

Great job kids - amazing to even contemplate 16 miles, let alone run it! Felt like I was there too : ) Hasta Tuesday.

Monday, April 7, 2008 - 03:26 PM

Alice

Here's BBJs playlist...

Super Hyphie Keak Da Sneak
I’m Really Hot Missy Elliott
Juicy Notorious B.I.G.
Yeah! Usher
Take It Easy Mad Lion
It’s Like That Run-DMC
Whoop! There it is 95 South & Tag Team
Electric Relaxation A Tribe Called Quest
Housequake Prince
Get Low Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz
Ch-Check It Out Beastie Boys
Planet Rock Afrika Bambaataa
The Way You Move Outkast
Me So Horny 2 Live Crew
Treat ‘Em Right Chubb Rock
Let’s Get It Started MC Hammer
Tender Love Force M.D.’s


LOVE IT! Will you burn me a CD? I'll repost my current playlist too!

Monday, April 7, 2008 - 08:15 PM

A Tuesday Post! A Tuesday Post--In Purple!

OK, OK...this started off as a Tuesday night post, but now it’s Wednesday night. I’ve missed American Idol (shhhhh don’t tell me who American voted off...I’ve got it on the DVR), ...but last night, after getting home last night and dealing with home/kid/hubby stuff, I didn’t have the heart (or a sense of humor) to write.

But it is mid-week, and we have so many things to ponder and discuss that I couldn’t resist. That, and as I’ve told several of you, I’m trying to figure out a way that I can quit my day-job and become a full-time blogger, so I might try posting a couple times a week for awhile...that will probably also mean that I end up posting about other random things in addition to the Marathon stuff.

Fortunately, this post IS (mostly) about the marathon stuff. First of all...HOORAY! There were five (count ‘em FIVE) of us at track practice last night. I was so happy I coulda just died (well, the workout last night did nearly kill us, but that’s another story...)...even better than that when I got home, we had this from Edith

After a bunch of soul searching tonight, I've decided I'm going to suck it up and try to get the miles in, even if that means getting up at 5:30 to get a run in before little league games, and stick with this whole marathon thing. Cindi is working too damn hard for any of us who are not injured to bail on her! (meaning me). And my cute Dominican friend with the bad teeth, but fun attitude, told me tonight after practice, it doesn't matter if you wind up walking most of it...you are there and you can complete it...who cares how fast?

Guilt much? My mother would be simultaneously proud and absolutely astonished that I was making somebody else feel guilty for not running in a marathon...I love it. Catholic - Jewish - Running Guilt all at once...who knew? 

Also, who is your Dominican friend? How many dudes do you have going right now Edith? Does tall “Tim” who wants to run w/you on weekends know? What will he say about everyone else who will line up to see you in a speedo and body paint, raising money for the Leukemia Society (you give and you give, don’t you).... But don’t worry, we won’t talk any further about the whole Nike Women’s 1/2 Marathon debacle... I think we covered that thoroughly yesterday afternoon via email.

Only, have you noticed that that this post is all in purple...in honor of Edith

And even though she’s gotten enough face-time in this post, here’s a photo of Edith (with a fence in front of her face...nice) and Tall Tim. I’m pretty sure if I’d taken a second photo, it would include Edith giving me the finger...which would surprise not a single one of us. 

Finally, (and this is the part that has really NOTHING to do with running, but) I though you should all know that Betty and I took our kids and a few of their friends GIS/GPS (whatever) last Sunday. Basically they used her GIS/GPS (whatever) devices to treasure hunt (or cache-hunt) at Lake Murray. Who knew??? Apparently, hidden all over the freekin’ world are little tupperwear boxes filled with useless crap...and you can go on the Internet and get the coordinates for where they are hidden. Then, you can use a GPS/GIS (whatever) device to find the cache (box). 

It was a great morning...kids running all over the place. Betty and I walking Lake Murray...then my son (who Betty named Turbo) and his friend decide that the best route to the next treasure requires them to hop a fence, onto the golf course...which they can’t get out of unless they hop another fence (or climb a wall...I don’t think I ever got the full story)...but which they can’t get out that way either without Turbo scratching up his leg pretty bad...for which he has to have a total melt-down. 

Betty bravely tried to lift my 80+ lb son over another fence...but for some reason, he didn’t have much confidence in this...which led to another melt down...and me (the nurturing mother) just telling him to (basically) suck it up and walk back to wherever he first got on the golf course to begin with...yeah, I get mother-of-the-year award... 

Anyway...it all worked out...but I LOVE Betty and her motivational ways with kids...a true genius. At one point, Turbo was walking at a ssssnnnnnaaaaaaiiiiiilllllllsssssss pace and we’re still about a mile and a half from the car. I’m getting frustrated because he’s walking so ssssllllllllooooowwwww and quite frankly, I’m tired of the whining (it’s a scratch on your leg for god’s sake...there’s a little blood, but I don’t see any bone protruding (shut up if you make a joke here because I used the word bone...shame on you....he’s a little boy)...anyway, Betty looks at him and says: 

“Hey look, I’m hungry. I’m going to walk back at a normal pace...go get lunch...feed the girls and I’ll bring you something back. OK? Whatdaya want? A hot dog?”

Turbo just looks at her like WTF, then starts walking normally.

Genius....I LOVE you Betty...you make this journey all worth it (or something like that). By the way...this is a picture of Turbo on the golf course which I took before I realized he was crying (and bleeding)...and the fence that Betty tried to lift him over...

Yes, mother of the year award for me. 

Also, is this boat overkill for Lake Murray? Seriously? Just wondering.

Alice

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Betty

Yes - for starters Alice, some of us were Wogging at a slower than normal pace. I think for the marathon you guys can finsh and go to lunch and then come and get me - I'll be going at the Turbo pace!

I love you for putting GIS into the Blog - actually - you've been doing it all along while mapping your routes. Additionally, I'm having a great time geo-caching. Debi and I are setting up a few courses here at Helix and I'll be hiding my tupperware containers all over. In fact in the future, I think I'll leave these at your house so that random geeks can come over and search your property!

Having a great time with friends like you!

Thursday, April 3, 2008 - 08:14 AM

Mona

I'm still wondering who Dominican tooth boy is.

Thursday, April 3, 2008 - 08:54 AM

Edith

The purple is making me laugh...why am I so bitter about TNT? But MY big question of the day...WHERE DID ELSIE GET THE SDTC SHIRT?! Is she secretly part of Rage Against the Machine and is just not telling us? And where was I during all these photo ops? I swear I was there! My (still) aching legs can attest to that!

Keep up the blogging Alice...I love it.

Thursday, April 3, 2008 - 09:24 AM

Edith

So this I need to share....because I just can't let things go...I contacted Nike to find out exactly why they rejected me. Come to find out, it WASN'T a screw up with which Wells Fargo card I used, I actually typed Alice's email address wrong. Knowing that this had nothing to do with my bank and everything to do with sheer stupidity, actually made me quite happy. I'm just dumb. Such a relief! (Do you think Wells Fargo will sponsor me?)

Thursday, April 3, 2008 - 04:41 PM

Elsie

Alice - I do think you've got the knack of taking really rather dull stuff and making it look good. Did you photoshop those pictures? We look relatively good, (see how Betty's has her sexy pose going on- she looks 18, I'm not fond of my double chins though) considering it's after the run, and we're barely able to walk up those stairs. Edith, I'll contribute to your paypal account - and I think looking for corporate sponsors is a great idea - you might start with the Alex Smith Foundation, who I think is looking for a good cause. I'm also protesting that the pictures I send you haven't made it on the Blog. Glad Edith is feeling guilty (although tall Tim and the Dominican may help her get over it) cuz I'm not. See ya'll at the track!

Thursday, April 3, 2008 - 09:08 PM

Alice

Chin up and out...that's the "no double chin" move...works for me. You're right...Betty does have the model pose going on. She's HOT, that's for sure.

As for the harassment about your remodel photos. Here's one.

Finally...as I was Betty's Bitch today (you and Alberta know what I mean), here's your reminder that I'm picking you up in the morning. We'll be at the train station by 7am...

By the way....nice remodel

Friday, April 4, 2008 - 05:58 PM

Alice

another remodel photo (why can't she post these herself)

Friday, April 4, 2008 - 05:59 PM

Alice

And then there's this...Betty's way of making sure that a student drew a thermometer that wasn't inappropriate

Friday, April 4, 2008 - 06:01 PM