Catching Up

My last post was 12 days ago! So where have I been? Everywhere…..and nowhere. Last weekend was man weekend for Mason & I. Christine, Lara and the St. Amant Gatorettes were at Disney for a national dance competition. So for 5 days, there were no females in our household (except for the stupid dog and the strippers which we can’t talk about.) What could possibly happen to two men with no adult supervision? A whole lot. Throw in an unbelievable Super Bowl and it was a great weekend.

I am not going to go into all the details because it would take too long. Here are a few pictures which tell a small portion of the festivities.

Did I mention that the New Orleans Saints won the super bowl? WhoDat!!!!!!

Speaking of the New Orleans Saints, while I was at work on Monday after the game, Christine was at Disney with a local super star. Yes, Lara was there. But also a famous quarterback.

Christine even gave him a high five in the park! He really seems to be a down to earth guy. And while they were in Disney, the Gatorettes ended up 11th in the nation in Hip Hop. Pretty awesome!

From what it sounds like, they had a blast as well at the competition as well as in the Disney parks.

But they are home now and everything is getting back to normal. Except for one thing………..what is up with this weather? I thought we were heading hell bent for leather towards a global meltdown. That is what happens when you let politicians interpret science. They pick the scariest 4 or 5 words that they don’t understand and start screaming the sky is falling! Morons.

I am sure you can gather that my training has just been peachy for the past 12 days. I have been running some in the freezing cold. Last Sunday I was up at 5 AM to run my 18 miles before church. All I can say about that is, “Happy Happy Joy Joy.” Actually there was one perfect moment when the I saw the sunrise and I was at peace with my running. And then the moment passed and I was back to reality. I am starting my taper now, so I will run 13 miles tomorrow and then start dropping from there.

I have also tried to get on my bike at least twice a week. I can see myself putting more miles on the bike this year and less on my feet. I even tried the Spinerval workout, No Slackers Allowed, on Wednesday. They lied. I was allowed. It still kicked my butt and showed me how far I have to go.

There are only about two weeks until the Rock N Roll Mardi Gras Marathon. I still plan on running it with Susan. Of course, now instead of trying to pace her I am worried that I will be holding her back. Oh well, I can suffer through 26.2 miles and it will all be over soon. Kind of like a bad dentists visit.

One last thing for all of the politicians out there. Could you tell me what the white crap is on my truck? This is South Frickin’ Louisiana! Global warming my ass.