Tuesday, October 30, 2007
It sounds like an American Legion Baseball Team. Or a fort in the days of the Indian Wars. It could even be a New York public School. But it is the 101 post since I started this blog in June. Wow, who would have thought that I had 101 things to say? not me! and not... wait a stinking minute, I can hear you now, ok Woody, what do you mean, I could have cut it down to 3 good posts?!
I agree, we could have done without the video of the toenail being yanked, but....
What about the 180 pound fish in Vermont? (course that fish is 170 now!)
What about Arkansas, Arkanseen? Had to tell yall about that!
And where would my now bald head be without Bean Screen?
And there is the Porcupine. He's cool.
See there, I needed at least 4 of those hunert plus posts!
...................... 101 posts!.......................
oh, yeah, and the flowers, you guys loved them, or least the Puerto Rican did...
Monday, October 29, 2007
Friday, October 26, 2007
...........Best of luck to lottery folks, I'm going for a Run!.........
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Ambulance Aiding Dying Runner Got Lost
22 hours ago
CHICAGO (AP) — The ambulance crew who picked up a dying runner during the Chicago Marathon apparently got lost on the way to a hospital, authorities said. http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5g6lvSE-82tor9o87GWW2hM_C-PiA
Please tell me these guys aren't working the Grand Slam!
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
.....................There's a Time I can Live with!.............
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Bank Guard in Alaska, the second hardest job, "Heck, everybody's wearing ski masks" Dennis Miller, 1987 (back when he was funny!)
Monday, October 22, 2007
So, it looks like HFUU is now represented by Booze Monkey. Hey, if it's ok with Chase, it's ok with me. I reckon if you ever feel the need to harden up you feel like there is a Monkey on your back. This will serve as a constant reminder.
I'm all for it, bending final approval by Chase that is. Ok, Now that I have that Monkey off (er, I guess I mean on) my back, I can get back to running!
T-Shirt by Scott Boe and Ultrascreening.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Since Faber's Cross Country Program folded in 1988 to give more money to the Mongols football program, I thought the Mongols could be an excellent mascot for our University. But NOOOOOOO! This could be the best mascot, but you're going to make it the worst!
I can't believe that such a hallowed (hollowed?) institution (see below): Can't even manage one scrawny vote! Heck, some of you (er, me) are voting for two (actually 4) mascots. You can't trow a Mongol a bone?
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Dear Booze Monkey,
I always knew you had it in you, I never thought that there was a reason to be concerned.
Enclosed is my favorite picture of you from my friend Chase's leg. Many people saw it as they tried to keep up with him in Arkansas.
Best of luck as you seek to become the HFUU Mascot. I just wanted you to know that I believe in you!
Yall you get on line and vote! Shoot, nudge a colleague out of her chair boot up her computer and cast that (those) ballot (ballots :)
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Had several good suggestions. Narrowed it down to the following:
Joe Six Pack
I'll do a quick lobby for each one below, then I'm out! That's right it's up to you to stand up for your Mascot.
The Animal: I like this a lot. Why? Well, there's the Chrissy Furgeson comment, "If you finished today, then you're an Animal!" Well, both Chase and I did; therefore, made of wood! Also, on my B'day run, my brother called me an animal, I liked that. In addition, always liked those mascots that don't end in S!
Blowfish: I like the picture I downloaded. I liked Angie's grit, moxie and sticktoitiveness (I promise never to use that word again! It's like synergy, it just gets up there beside you) and it was her idea.
Booze Monkey: Gotta be the early favorite. Booze Monkey is cool as the other side of the pillow, besides, the Chaser went through much agony to get him forever implanted on... er him. Plus, do you really want to meet Booze Monkey in a dark alley? I'm thinking not. Plus, our shirts and banners will be the coolest.
The Ex: It there anything we fear more? End of story
Joe Six Pack: And no, that's not our abs! That's a ham n egger that works all day, lives hard, drinks out of the can and may wear them inside out to get an extra day out of them. Do yourself a favor don't piss off Joey Sixer.
Mongol: Invaders, Faber already used it. Don't vote for this one
Porcupine: Sticky bastid! Always liked that joke: "How are a Porsche and a Porcupine different?" Porcupine's got the pricks on the outside! Shirts would be cool, you'll have to lobby if you want this one, because it's not my fave. Er, yeah, I sorta left this off of the poll, now a real darkhouse, will have to run on a write-in campaign.
MUT: Hey, the Mut, he's loyal. He's unpredictable, he's hungry, he'll pee anywhere. He also stands for Mountain Ultra Trailrunner. As Fla's 2006 MUT of the year I sort of like this one. It's in my top 3, as a matter of fact, I'd like to think we're all MUTS in the eyes of the Lord. Go MUTS, GRRRR!
..Kibbles n Bits, Kibbles n Bits, I'm gonna get some Kibbles n Bits..There you have it. I may edit and add graphics later, but get those comments and votes rolling in, gotta place the shirt orders soon!
VOTE EARLY and OFTEN!!
Did I mention that you can vote for more than 1? Well, er, yeah, you can-can.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Here's a piece of it for you, one of my little pearls that the students are all so very (not so very, don't like all) of:
"It's nice to know yourself so well that you don't need a clock; you don't need to know what place you are in; you just know what your effort level is. You know you did well without the aid of any outside source."
I said that, I said it last night, it came to me over some Shrimp and mixed veggies (still meat free after 4 months). This was me at Arkansas, this was Chase at Arkansas, this was Angie at the John Holmes 50K, and with a little training and much crash testing, this could be you too!
Hey, just so you know, the Faber Mascot is the Mongols, not bad. Any votes?
Monday, October 15, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Sand in the Crotch
Cold Coffee (Yeah, I'll drink it)
Kathleen Turner, as an ex, hot enough to.... Scare you!
Friday, October 12, 2007
And He's got Two of them!
& Squeaky Cheeks
, Time to Glide on over
Give your body a Lube Job!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Geez, look at that! I'm starting to look like a runner. I miss my spare tire :(
Well, I guess a guy can only put in so many Hunert milers before he no longer looks like a football player. (There is an actual picture of me at Arkansas on the last post, but you get the point!)
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Next. 150 signed up for the race. 10 were really smart, showed up, got there shirts and numbers and took went home without running a step. Did Not Start means they probably weren't falling into a mud-puddle at mile 19, then dropping their sunglasses in said mud puddle, then trying to grab them and falling back into said mud puddle, then dropping said sunglasses again, then realizing that there is no one around to give them any sympathy. Ok, so 150 signed up. Chase and I beat the 10 that didn't start, then 74 more dropped, Chase and I beat them too! Just by finishing we had already finished in the top 1/2, yea us, beating at least 84 of the 150!
Third. No question, I ran harder this year than last. I constantly worked my up through the field, and I don't know when the last time I was passed was, but I know it was before mile 48, if I had to guess, I'd say no one passed me after mile 30. I never made a declaration not to let anyone pass, and I wouldn't have put up much of a fight (well before mile 50 I wouldn't have), but no one did pass me, I was running well.
Fourth. Wow, 11th place. Seemed so much better than last year's 9th. Because I wasn't expecting it. I looked at the entrants list and I noticed that 7 of the 8 guys that beat me last year were back (for some reason you never think the heat is going to effect them, but you know it will effect you!), also I saw the names of several entrants that are lightning fast, including Jeff Browning who won Bighorn in 2006, when last Chase and I hooked up for an easy 100. (Chase you, may not like my choice of races, but you are 2 for 2 in those events!) Anyway, I wasn't really expecting much place-wise. I hoped to be in the top 25, but I had no idea. I ran for several miles with Brian Kuhn who came in 10th last year, and he was struggling. He said we were in about 20th place at mile 35. When I got within 6 miles of the turn around I saw the dude in 1st place, he had a handy 12 mile lead on me. Then I counted dudes in front of me. My calculations put me between 22 & 26 (I saw 22 race numbers, the others could have been pacers or runners, I couldn't tell) The sad part was that only two of the guys in front of me were just in front of me. Of the remaining 20 the next closest guys were more than an hour in front of me (30+ minutes for me to get to the turn-around). Also, there were many people within a minute or two behind me at the turn. I figured that I'd be lucky to hold onto #22, but I had a modest goal of moving into the top 20. Well, I ran as hard as I could for as long as I could, and no one passed me. I also passed 5 people during the night. I had one great race with this cat at mile 80. I passed him coming out of an aid station and I mean I dropped the hammer on his pathetic arse! I flat put the kibosh on him. I was flying. I patted myself on the back so hard I knocked myownself down, I said out loud, "I can't believe you are tough enough to drop the hammer at mile 80. " Further, I said, "I don't care what he does, I don't care if he passes me back, I can't control him. I am still proud of myself." You know, I never thought I'd see that cat again, and yet, he came back and passed me. "I'm back from the dead he said." Well congratulations. I told him that I was I was proud of him, and I was. I said, "How did you do that, I was running like a madman." He said, "my Advil kicked in, and I'm feeling better." He took off, I tried to hang on, but I wasn't going to get sucked into his race (plus, I knew that I'd closed a one-hour gap on him, just to catch him with 20 miles to go, so I thought, I may see him again.) I passed him again at mile 85, this time when I dropped the hammer, it stayed dropped. the next time I saw him was at the awards ceremony. In addition, I got a heckuva gift 7 of those in front of me dropped! When I finished I asked Stan (the RD) what my place was (I figured and hoped for 18), but I finished in 11th. Boy, I'm glad I didn't know that I was in 11th, because I'd have pushed to the point of physical harm to try to claw into the top 10. It was great, because it was so unexpected.
Last (finally). My predictions. #1, that was a two-foot putt. Prediction, pain! Well, yes. My feet are mincemeat. Even my wrists are torn up from where my watch rubbed against my skin. Next the time prediction. Yeah, my first guess was 22:40, and I figured in 80 degree weather that's what I'd run. Then I changed it to 23:30. I had no idea what I was running as I was running it. I guessed I had finished right around 22 hours. Well, I missed by 49 minutes, but I forgot about little facts like lying on the ground for a full minute at mile 75 after tripping on one of the millions of rocks on the course. I forgot about having to run the last 5 miles by striking only the heel of my right foot because the ball was in too much pain, that has to slow you down.) Hey, three of yall were right on with your predictions too. 22- 22:59. A couple of you must have either been reading the weather reports for 30 degree South Latitude instead of north, or you were just flattering me by predicting a sub-22 hour race. Anyone who guessed slower should have been right, shoot, I guessed that I'd run almost an hour slower than I did.
Any way, I'm glad it's done, and I am glad that you all shared it with me. Your encouragement and your faith in me meant and means a lot. I'll be hanging tough through the slam and I'll be needing your help!
Monday, October 8, 2007
Special thanks to Barbara for updating the Blog and for making up some awesome drops bags for me before my trip (and fall!). Special thanks to Ali for my bracelet, I needed it.
I'll write the report later, I don't know how much later because I'm like my last paycheck, or a fifth of Gin, I'm gone, gone, gone (at least I'm still able to educate America's youth!)
ps, Barb said it all along, I may have to believe it now, but after a 9th and 11th place finish in the same race, I may finally have to admit that I'm not too bad at this 100 mile thing (of all the things to be good at! Hey, he's great at hitting himself with a hammer! See that guy over there, he can keep his thumb in a vice longer than anyone I know, yeah, I guess he really trains for it!)