Pilates…

Pilates… Yeah I remember that dude from History class… His first name was Pancho if I recall and he and his buddy Lefty were outlaws in the ancient Middle East… or something like that. Monday’s discussion: Me: “Mark is gonna run the trails at 1615… I know that you might need a day off after…

About that 20 miles…..

Ok, so we were going to run 20 miles this morning. I was told that the temperature when we would be setting out would be the highest all day (42). Fine. I WASN’T informed about the wind and rain. Good thing, too. I was already making grumpy noises about climbing back into bed, or hopping…

Merry Merry!

I woke up this morning with a food hangover from my annual Christmas Eve Feast of the Seven Fishes party. Crab Risotto… Boiled Crawfish…. Linguine with Red Clam Sauce…. Shrimp and Scallops with Angel Hair, Smoked Fish Dip, Shrimp Cocktail, and Seafood Gratin… not to mention the Gooey Butter Cake, Biscotti, Petit Fours… oh my!…

BBBRRRRRR…….

Newsflash…… Florida is supposed to be warm! but this morning we woke up to below freezing temperatures, and went on to spin. Not so bad, but what a biting wind! One thing to be thankful for – not being stupid enough to go on a freezing run.

Easy like Sunday morning…

I used to hate to run in the morning… well really I used to hate training in the morning… okay that’s not the whole story… I used to hate mornings in general.. As a younger man I was not a morning person… and I used to drink… kinda excessively and kinda on a regular basis……