Tycho

Posted 13:15 by Tycho

First, new post template. Every post will contain my run report at the very end. I find that I get VERY motivated to run when I write about the runs, as well as discuss said runs with the members over at Cool Running.

Ok. Last night was alright. Went to a house party in D.C., with donations going to the Red Cross for Hurricane Katrina. It wasn't anything special, probably because I didn't know anyone there, which made me feel a bit out of place. Russell St. Party Time is the standard I hold parties to, and it's a tough order to measure to RSPT. I still don't really understand how people can enjoy standing around, with barely enough room to move, in stuffy, hot rooms, with beer that looks (and tastes) like piss, and getting drunk. In fact, I don't understand the big fad about getting drunk. Woot! Let's drink this stuff that'll impair judgement and motor control for a couple hours of feeling slightly better, and we'll wake up the next morning (or afternoon) with MASSIVE hangovers! OH YEAH!

That isn't to say drinking in moderation is bad (in fact, that is perfectly fine and actually does have a good effect)--just drinking to get trashed, which is what most college parties are like. And that disgusts me. I can't fathom the obsession with drinking. I have spent quite a few friday and saturday nights by myself playing billiards because all everyone else wanted to get piss drunk. Have fun, stay safe, thanks for the invite, but I'll stay here. That only happened on weekends when my roommates went home though.

Anyways, enough of moral arguments. TV stations down here don't carry Sox/Yank games, to both me (rabid Sox fan) and my roommate (rabid Yank fan) are equally pissed.

Since I need to do some declogging soon, I'll get straight to the run report now from yesterday's excursion. Duration: 28:16. Distance: not sure, 3.75-4.00 miles. Terrain: rolling hills. Temp: nice. Felt: excellent. Time to go running, bye.

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