TAN #11: Shamelessly Pad Your Post Count Here! (Page 58)

When I ran the Broad Street 10 miler this year, it was rampant.  Mostly because it's almost 20,000 people, and no one pays attention to where they line up.  The first 3 miles were awful, but it stayed crowded the whole way.  And yeah, more than a few times I had to really yell at people to look out, because they would literally swerve right in front of me.

Ultimately, it's a lack of understanding of race etiquette.  You don't cut people off, and you need to hear me when I say "On your left/right!" 

"Frustration"?

You need to learn how to listen to other things.  Namely your body.  Breathing is part of that.  I think part of your issue stems from not realizing what's normal for you.  That comes with time and practice.  Of course you're breathing harder, you're running.  But, you need to match that against how the rest of you feels.  Tough to do that when you're distracted by noises in your ears. 

I usually send the photos to my email address.  Download them from email and you can upload them from your computer to here. 

Morning TAN!!!

My boys cleaned UP last night.  There weren't many trick-or-treaters in our neighborhood either so when my little guys showed up, our neighbors all but dumped their bowls of candy into their bags.  I came home from spin class to a HUGE pile of candy on the dining room table.  Ugh.

KILEY! Step away from the mini candy bars...

Running with music- I never do it.  Actually, I take that back.  I use music when I'm on the track sometimes.  Mostly because there are NO CARS!!  I really enjoy the atmosphere of a race and don't want to miss anything because I have Fergie-ferg-love-you-long-time in my ears.

mr2tony - 2007-11-01 9:02 AM OK back off topic ... At the bar last night my second-favorite bartender was wearing a `naughty corrections officer' outfit that I liked very much. My favorite bartender was wearing this little devil costume, which wasn't anything more than a red bustier (sp?) and bikini bottoms with red fishnets. I stared -- I tried not to but couldn't help it -- and my second-favorite bartender told me I was a pig because I'm married and shouldn't be looking at other girls bootys and breasstesses. I told her that if she didn't want me to check out her bazooms then to put them away. She didn't like that very much. The other bartender apologized for her and said I could check out her rack all night if I wanted to. My kinda girl!!!

From Mean Girls:

In the regular world, Halloween is
when children dress up in costumes
and beg for candy.

In Girl World, Halloween
is the one night a year
when a girl can dress
like a total slut
and no other girls can
say anything about it.
The hard-core girls just wear lingerie
and some form of animal ears.

That'll turn some heads.  What stopped you?

BONUS!!!  It would be fun to see that comment on your annual review...