Sweating With The Oldies

I’m a sweater. No, not the garment, but rather a person who sweats easily. Because of this I am more than ready for our ridiculously hot, muggy temperature to go away.

Bison — It’s What’s For Dinner
It’s what’s for dinner unless of course you either don’t eat meat or were like me and not very hungry by the time you made it to Ted’s Montana Grill. The occasion was Stacy‘s xxth birthday and we met at the Ted’s in Decatur.

Upon finishing up dinner and having a few group photos taken by the waitstaff (it’s part of Ted’s birthday celebration don’tcha know) to commemorate the occasion we headed over to one my Favorite Places On Earth — the Brick Store Pub.

There were only two problems with this plan for me however… First, I knew that I had to drive home which meant that I would have to curtail my desire to drink every beer on the menu. Then there was the sweating. We initially parked ourselves at an outdoor table which was fine initially but when any semblance of a breeze went away I started to sweat (noticeably). We headed indoors but by then it was too late for me. The bar was packed and their a/c had no hope of cooling things down (a recurring theme around me). I felt self-conscience standing around sweating so I headed home early — which at least meant that I was sober enough to drive myself home legally.

ITP Flickr Pic
I’ve always noticed Panola Mountain on a map. I’ve always wondered why not many people talked about it. This is the only compelling shot I was able to take in my short journey around the state park.

Now I know why people don’t talk about Panola Mountain. And to make matters worse I also twisted my ankle by stepping on a tree root.

I Got Mugged, And I Liked It!
It finally happened yesterday. I’ve finally gone to a hash long enough to earn a mug. Yesterday was my fiftieth hash with Atlanta’s Black Sheep Hash and since they only run every other week you need to attend fifty in order to get an engraved mug.

You’d think that since I’ve been hashing for approximately 8.5 years that I’ve racked up at least one other mug by now. However, my interest in Saturday hashing has peaked and faded often, and I didn’t start running Black Sheep until about five years ago since I was leary of sitting on a block of ice in order to do a down-down.

Mind Over Fatter
Yesterday’s Black Sheep was the type of hash that had you questioning your sanity and thanking that you were alive when it was done.

We had been warned that flashlights were mandatory and that we should be running with a buddy. Given that the starting location was the old K-Mart on Cleveland Avenue and I-85 I took the instructions to heart. Had it not been my fiftieth Black Sheep, or these instructions provided by a lesser-hare I surely would have found something better to do yesterday.

Making a flashlight mandatory meant one thing — “sewer tunnels”; and sewer tunnels we got. The first set of tunnels were fun; they were tall and clean enough to jog through. The second set were something entirely different; barely tall enough to crouch through, although thankfully mostly dry (I’d hate to think how dangerous this would have been if we had rain recently).

For a while I wondered if I was fit enough to make it through. What would happen if the tunnels became more narrow? Would I get stuck like August Plump in Willy Wonka? “Keep moving.” “One foot in front of the other.” “No one is here to save your fat ass.” were statements I repeated often in my head. Being passed in the tunnels by female-machines that I knew had run twenty miles on Saturday (whilst I rested) only eroded my male ego that much more. And then finally I “racked myself” while trying to climb over a seven-foot fence at the end.

Much beer followed by another Sunday trip to the Grant Park Zocalo made the pain go away temporarily.

Is there any question why I hurt today? Is there any question why I chose not to step on a scale this morning? Is there any need to mention that I need to lose weight and start exercising?

And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – Puzzled
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing Peter Bjorn & John — “Amsterdam”
Website Of The Day – Looking for things to do along I-20? Look no further than Treasures Along I-20. The fucking internet has everything!
Exercise (b)Log – crawling through sewer tunnels
Monthly Mileage – 7 miles
Mode Of Transportation To Work – My car

August Goals
1) Get my first Ruby / Ruby on Rails program written
3) Lose 5 pounds (if at first, second, third, fourth, you don’t succeed….)

Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]