They Who Shall Not Be Named (Twisnibbins) VI (Page 41)

Well Hector is his team captain... maybe they can have a manly chat about the concept of a challenge... 

They're more comfortable than the Nike shorts I have now. Don't worry, I'll rub some light baby oil or lotion on the package the morning of the race so I don't chafe. 

Dee - I have a better one from post-expo tonight.

My friend Nicole, who is one of the fastest women in the Sacto area, is running with a team called "Stupid Running Friends" (Bib #7604). I hung around the Expo until Nicole got down from the foothills with her children - her son Cameron is 5 and her daughter Annika turns 4 on Sunday. She's a redhead and her daughter has red hair and her son is WHITE blond.

Anyway, she's a Civil Engineer that owns her own consulting firm and she drives a Tacoma with jump seats the kids sit in. She's running the first leg of the relay Sunday and we stop at her friend Sarah's house, who is doing the 2nd leg, to drop off her stuff. They talk for a while and I'm sitting in the truck with the kids.

Now, they're REALLY, really shy, its quiet in the car, and won't talk to me. All of sudden, I hear this pretty loud little kid fart - its Cameron, who is behind me. There's a pause, and then Annika giggles:

Annika: "Cameron farted!"

Cameron: "I don't know who farted!"

Me: "I think I just heard a froggy."

Annika: "No you didn't Cameron farted."

More giggling.

Ive said my piece... now if they cause you any issues you are NOT allowed to complain about it :p

But seriously hon, its not smart....  

LOL ... the traditions are well set ... let me reiterate what Yanti biathlons, duathlons, triathlons are:

Biathlon: a guy either all night before or after the marathon.

Duathlon: a guy all night before AND after the marathon.

Triathlon: one guy all night before the marathon and another guy all night after.

Somehow I think this marathon will be different. But it's my second of the year, so I already did a biathlon on the first.

By all means. [BTW how's this for carbo loading ... i am eating homemade rice krispy treats STRAIGHT OUTTA THE POT!]

hehe and I put him with Hector... who else but him could keep spokes in line

Oh they are.. and there might be some nice scenary!

mmmmmmm

melty, warm, ooooey, goooey sticky sweet wonderfulness!

yep, just remember

plus what Cat said - it's not smart

Yanti, you have NO idea how tempted I was to originally say "Ok, I'll do 50 yards".

And then get a blowup mattress and lay on it and float during open swim and have a picture taken.

Because it doesn't specify HOW you swim it.

My senior year in high school, we went to a marching band competition, trapped, of course, on a Bluebird School Bus like we'll be taking on Saturday to the marathon start. You know, a rickety piece of 1940s technology with a noisy diesel engine and a suspension that makes a 20 year old mattress in a house of ill repute look attractive when its banging your spine through the top of your head on the freeway, and was put together by Hoosiers that can't read in Richmond, Indiana.

Anyway, the Des Moines School District had put 9th grade into the senior highs because of an enrollment dropoff with the end of the baby boom at that time, and there was this super de dooper hyper freshman girl that was obsessed with me but rode on another bus that was chaperoned by ... yes, you guessed it... my Dad.

Dad doesn't tolerate BS, and he doesn't like screaming 15 year old girls who won't sit down. He put on his best glare and really intimidated the poor thing (she was a sweet kid, just hyper). Anyway, we get to the competition - she's one of the flag girls - and she walks off the bus, sees me - and points at Dad, and says "He's a *MEAN* man!"

I just laughed and said "That's my Dad."

The look on her face was priceless LOL 

Yes! They are just like something else melty, warm, oooey, goooey sticky sweet wonderfulness!

Hey, I was talking about CHEESECAKE fresh from the oven

BETHIE!!! I was wondering when you'd pop yer pretty little red head up.