Two posts tonight and everything sucks. I guess the Dawgs have put me in a nasty mood tonight. They are physically beating the shit out of Arkansas (oh how I hate those Hogs), but they are still clueless when it comes to closing out a game. You would think Richt would figure the redzone offense out by now, but I am getting off track.
Running is about the only way that I can lose any weight, but like many red blooded gamers, I hate to run. Don’t get me wrong; I enjoy exercising (swimming, riding my stationary bike, running around with the kids), but I cannot stand running for the sake of running. It is different on the soccer field, but running around the freaking neighborhood sucks.
Unfortunately, if I want to look half way decent for my better half, I have to run every now and again. I thinking watching one of those makeover shows (where they suck the fat out of ugly people) scared the crap out of me. Time to start the fall festivities back up again. I usually run in the fall and spring; too damn cold for this Southerner in the winter and too freaking hot to walk outside in the muggy Georgia summers.
So the other day I notice that my face is starting to look rather fat and it is time to hit the road again. Thankfully my new iPod makes the experience more tolerable than it has been for past runs. Last night I kicked off the seasonal pain and suffering; lasted all of about a mile … 10 mins or so … lots of hills in my area, so no worries. I was planning to do the usual every other day thing, but Georgia was pissing me off so much that I had to burn off some energy. Well, that and my wife told me to stop yelling at the TV. Screw that! I told her that this was “how I had fun” and that “if there was no emotion involved there would not be a reason to watch.” Some women just don’t get this no matter how long the marriage.
So off I went for a halftime jog. Just short of two miles in 12 mins; cross country style through the local school yard and over all those damn hills. Man I hate running, but I suppose it is good for me. It better be anyway because I sort of hurt right now. At least Georgia just took care of business 20-14.
Here’s to hoping that I will not dive into the chips and beer like I did after last night’s run. Oops!
