I've been reclaiming my midwest roots for the past week, visiting my parents in Illinois until it's time to head out into the Wild West. Since it's hot as F&%*k out here (I guess it's hot as F&%*k in Toronto, too, but whatever), and my mom has lots of guest passes to her highfalootin fancy-pants gym, I've been getting my run on on a treadmill, like a total suburban wimp. Treadmills with DVD players.
But it's ok, because I recently read Band of Brothers by Stephen Ambrose, and now I'm rather obsessed with it, and I can watch the entire miniseries at the gym, while all the little suburban girls watch MTV.
The first episode, where they run up the mountain all the time, is perfect for psyching oneself up for an adventure such as ours. I recommend it.
6 comments:
treadmills with dvd players? that's pretty fancy stuff. down here in the rough streets of arlington, va, we run on regular treadmills. or the streets. yeah you heard me right, we run on the streets. we're hardcore!
yeah, i cant handle that shit. Someone, quick! Get me a martini.
i'll make sure to have one waiting when i pick you up at the airport in denver. :)
you're picking me up? for really?
He has to, since I needed you to pick up the rental van, but I realized you might not have car insurance, seeing as you don't own a car. So since Joe will be in Denver I am making him pick you (and anyone else flying who needs a ride up to FC) up.
as danielle confirmed, for really!
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