I don't know what too say about this one... Needless to say its was not my best performance that's for sure. My intentions were to have a good time on this run for a couple reasons. 1st off my brother was in town from Austin, 2
nd one of my wife's good friends was running in it also, 3rd (most important) I HATE running anything longer than 13 miles.... I also got to meet a fellow blogger (Jane) who had a great run, and finished before my brother... Nice Job... I ran the first hour with my Bro and Friend thinking I could change gears and get right back into my normal pace... WRONG... oh well... I learned something new... Also, learned not to schedule a Texans game right after a 30K... I was hungry and ate everything in site...
Now, I don't want to throw anyone under the bus, but I have to let people know that I'm not
afraid to black male if needed.. I have some knowledge of
pre-race needs that a certain person might be a bit embarrassed about. So, Santa better be good to me this year..... or else....
Speaking of Santa we had some strange activity at our house Saturday night... The dogs wouldn't sit still, the electricity was flickering on and off, and Nicole's cooking was really good for a change...
hahaha... I walked outside only to find a run away elf....
He was going house to house unplugging Christmas lights and lighting dog poop on fire then placing it on random doorsteps.. Nicole and I promptly confronted him, he said he's a Special Operations Elf sent to Lake Jackson on special orders from Santa.
At first he seemed harmless except for the belly protruding from his shirt, but the more we questioned him the more combative he became. In the picture below he was demonstrating some ancient form of
Ju-
Jit-
Su. It didn't take long to realize this was just another drunk elf that was exiled from the North Pole for sipping on the sauce...
So, I distracted him then Nicole grabbed the drunk elf.. It took him a few minutes, but he settled down so we didn't have to call the cops... Were good people (we think), so we let him stay the night to sleep it off... In the morning when we got up he was gone, his bed was made, there were fresh cookies in the kitchen and my freaking wallet was gone....
If you spot this elf, beware he should be considered armed and dangerous.....
“If your parents never had children, chances are you won’t either.”
Dick
Cavett
