The Loneliness Of Ultra Running

Because, the loneliness of the long distance runner was already taken.....Nice little piece of info came across the computer the other day. Andy Barrett, whom many know and all who know love, just ran his 10,000th mile. Wow! Way to go A2! And he ran them all looking so good (I wonder if he's ever had a run like I did on my B'day? The kind where well, er, well, let's just say farts aren't supposed to have lumps, I wish I'd have known that!)

Anyway, a name from the way far back, Ruben Rodriguez e-mailed Andy saying, you should have some buddies come out and run that 10,000 th with you.

Should he have? Gee, I don't know, we run so many miles alone, perhaps it's fitting we cross that line alone. In 2000 I decided I was going to run 2000 miles. I crossed that milestone on New Year's eve on 2000 running my regular route in my then neighborhood. That was really cool, and when I look back and read that log it was neat.

Yet on the other hand (there's my sex-life, but that's another story) we run many events, birthday runs, Croom and Que's with company. And Company is cool too.

Well, regardless, Andy, I was there with you. I mean I really was. Great Job, I am proud of you Brother! Way to Go! Way to Go!

So What's it Gonna Be?

So, what should I become for Halloween?

We get to dress up, I'm stoked. Ok, I can't be a cross-dressing runner, that was last week.

I'd like to be something that involves muscles, since I already have the suit.

Your thoughts.

Maybe You've Forgotten

Maybe you've forgotten, life is jolly rotten....

Hey, life got you down?

Job sucks?
Wife an RB?
Stock Market Down?
401K looking like a 200.5 F?
Foot Hurt?
Team losing the big game?

Well, it's not all bad, somebody loves ya..............................Give a whistle..............

Ha, It's A-Man 1, You Squids 0!

Yeah, oh yeah. You all owe me beers. The fierce Sasha Knowles post was vintage me baby. And you guys thought it was a Shammer.

Next time you see me, I'm drinking on your tab-tab-cola man.

What's happening now?

Is it a real dog if you can punt it more than 10 yards?

........... Rex and Ringo say, vote No on 2! I agree with that!........

I'm watching two yapping little dogs for some friends. I'm trying to good job, but I had them outside and one was yap, yap, yapping and I guess he upset nature's balance and a fly came out of nowhere and knocked one over. I cheered for the fly! Long hair isn't any better on a Chihuahua than it is on a teenage boy, go fly, fly.

Anyway this gig is ending tomorrow, along with it ends my ability to check Internet at all hours. The Internet guy hasn't come out yet, but it's ok, I'm not actually paying him yet. The longer I wait, the longer they wait. Ha!

Ok, the next post will either be me or a sham, if you want to pull the ole flim-flam sham let me know, and I'll hook you up.

Andy, aka, Sasha Fierce USA, 2008, you guys owe me!

No ESCAPE

I guess there's no escape from one's density, er, a make that destiny (couple of little letters in the wrong place that's what starts wars, "Hey didn't I see you going down on the dwarf? Er, a Wharf, I said Wharf.")

I reckon my bro, what a good guy, has roped me into doing this again, arg! But, I definitely encourage you to contact me, or my bro to set up a mock post. AndyManMathews@aol.com. If you wanna host and you get away it, you win a beer, not a glass of wine, no starbucks, but a beer, and ask Chase, when I lose a bet I won't cheat you out of it (Chase, really, I owe you, I haven't cheated you yet!)

Get aways with it? Well, I'll run a poll, AndyMan or Sham. The public will vote, early and often and will guess if it's me, or a sham. If they think it's me and it's you, you win. If they think it's you and it's you, well, if I see you and I have the money and if there is beer, then... buy your own damn beer!

What will I talk about?

Well, I'm definitely in the slam with this injury, not running, the only thing worse that not running, may be running! I strive for the innocence that one of my cross country runners, Mike has. As the boys team is lining up for the start of the 5K race, Mike's dad was giving him last minute motivation, "We want a PR Mike, You can do it, a PR, come on Mike, Time for a PR!" Mike, who had not run well last week said, "Ok, dad." He then turned to his teammates, "Guys, what's a PR?"

Yoikes! Well, he ran much better than he did last week, but like the definition itself, the PR plum alluded him!

3 weeks from today I hope to be running again (don't freak Candi, it's just a target date, not an absolute.) Until then I've got plans to do a full post on texting, Ali went to Homecoming and I have pictures from that. We have districts in two weeks for Cross Country, I'll keep you posted and you guys can keep me entertained!

Call Me Sasha Fierce.

Dammit, I'm tired of the charade. From now on, I shall be known as Sasha Fierce. Oh, sure, Beyonce' might try to claim this, but she's never run a hunnerd miles in a day like I have. So screw her.

Identity Thief in the House!

AndyMan, I am a space alien who has been following your blog. I will not allow you to shut down!

Shuttin' it Down

I'm thinking it's time to shut down the old Blogger.

Since I'm not running, not training, I guess I don't have much to say, all I can do is get myself in trouble.

Bye.

So, lately, I been doing a lot of Racing

Smart Car races, they are all the rage at TC.
I like to Race Smartcars on my Smartboard.

I have many many tokens with which to race:
Turtle, Yellow Smart Car, Pink Smart Car, Rabbit, snail, racecar (oops, I spelled it backwards!), Carl Crawford, Indiana Jones, Tugboat, cheetah. Well, I guess that's about all the game pieces one needs. If you're ever over on North Rome Ave, I challenge you to a Smart Car race! I get the yellow one!

AndyMan Update

Ok, I have a new goal, not as ambitious as the Slam....

I want to get my home Internet working this week! I know, it's not an easy goal, what with having to work at an actual place of business and all (I don't get to sit around in my underwear and make fun of my on-line students like some, and soon to be more of you do!)

There's one goal. Here's another, take another 3 weeks off of running. My foot feels so much better, but it still isn't healed. I gotta hang in there for the rest of October, then come back cautiously.

I gotta say, the best thing about the time off, I don't have to update things like mileage on the blog. I am not keeping track of weight (though my clothes are starting to fit again, and I don't like that at all.

Also, it will help to stay positive! PMA (no it's not Pick My @ss! It's Positive Mental Attitude, you people make me sick!)

Goals I can handle, the New Grand Slam:

Internet

Don't Run

Be Positive

Two out of three aint bad!

Ok, So it was me, I'M The Jerk!

You ever have something happen, and you gotta go, you know, it was really nobody's fault.

Well, if that's true than yesterday I was nobody! I screwed everyone at the John Holmes 50K, I was supposed to guide them onto the trail a mere 1 mile in to the race. I goofed. I couldn't find the trail. But to be fair; it is a trail I've only run 179 times run before. It's the blue trail not like the Orange trail that I've run 714 times, that one I could have found.

No excuses, I messed up! Boy did I feel like a ________________!

As Star Would Say...

Let's get Ready for the Next Big Thing!


Well the next big thing is the Western States 100 in June, but in order to get ready for it I'm going to do something I'd advice no one to do, I'm going to take my own advice, I'm going to be cross-training. Let's see, I just got a $75 gift certificate from Bike Works (I don't even know where it is, but I donated some money to WMNF and got the GC) so, I'm a biking fool now.
Oh sure, by mid-November, I'll be running in the mountains of Georgia but for for now it's Mountain biking at either Croom, Flatwoods, Alafia, or Balm Boyette. That'll be a good time.

So, I"ll see you later and Go Rays, Beat the Sox off of the Boston Beanies!

Time Serverd!

Ok, as I expected, as Woody crossed the finish line at Arkansas, a cloud lifted and my Grand Funk was Railroaded (All the Beautiful Girls in the World Beware) out of town. The Slam is over and I feel great!

I feel great, but not as great as these 6:

2008 Grand Slam Finishers:
Allan R. Holtz, 58, MN
26:22:52
29:39:11
33:08:15
25:45:44
2
2008
Carol O'Hear(F), 33, MA
24:15:04
28:31:31
35:37:43
22:28:22
3
2008
Dan Brenden, 57, AZ
21:14:35
27:25:55
29:58:53
22:05:54
4
2008
Kristina Irvin(F), 50, CA
27:26:30
28:33:22
32:46:18
27:25:33
5
2008
Perry Edinger, 47, AZ
18:34:16
29:18:33
29:37:48
19:07:35
6
2008
Stan Ferguson, 45, AR
23:48:59
26:20:45
31:16:17
23:50:18

Way to go guys and gals! I don't know how you did it! I'm going to try again when I'm 50 and living in Colorado (jeez, that's only 5 or so years from now! What, I said or so!)

AndyMan

K Sarah? K!

Que Sera, Sera!

I aint kiddin'. I mean good luck to A2, good luck to Woody, and great luck to Scott Springman, but today is the last day of the Grandslam, and it ends in Arkansas.

Not to whack a dead horse, but, aint but about 15 people ever beat me at Arkansas... and I've run it twice! (a few of them beat me twice, but with an average finish of 10th, it's been good to me) I should be there, it was a mistake to cancel my trip. I know I told the Good Doctor that it was alright, I know I said I had found balance, yeah, well that was when things were going well. They haven't been going well, not at all. I've had a dark couple of weeks, very dark. It's got me feeling:

Hey Star, tell us about the SEC.

Hey Gator Fan, tell us how no fruit sucks like like the big orange.

Professor, send us some Urban Dickshunairy

Hey Chaser, who's playing at the sh*thole, er, I mean the Lair?

Hey SuperDave.... no I can actually talk to him.

Honesty, don't come round here with that.

Tell your story walking.

Oh God, you're not going to talk about feelings are you?

The truth will set you free..... of all of your friends and loved ones.

I need just a good week. I need a good month. Honesty may just be about the least attractive thing in the world. You ever notice when people tell the truth, they do it very quietly. To a person, people want the truth, people want openness, as long as you are saying something safe, and for God's sake do it quickly! Jack Nicholson was right, We can't handle the truth.

Beware U R!

Last night the Good Doctor and I went to the USF game.

Pittsburgh opened up a can of Whoop-Ass on the Bulls. It was a lot more of a beatin' then the score would dictate (and you guys know what Darla from the Little Rascals says about Dictate!).

Of course, the Good Doctor and I may be the onliest ones that noted the beaten because every other person in the Stadium was too busy texting their cyber-friends, their mistresses, or some cat in section 336!

Hey guys, how about this.... BE WHERE YOU ARE! If you are at the game, leave the phone in the car! If you are on a date with your MS (main squeeze) don't feel like you need to text some bimbo when MS is in the RR. If you are at Skippers, Leave your phone in the car! If you are in the Car, only use the phone if you are NOT DRIVING THE CAR!

Getting a little crazy with the technology? Well, you guys, my BFFs know that We R!

Tale of the Scale:

I really don't know. But I wanted to post sompin'

Heard from Woody and Trudi today, and let me tell you I want to go to Arkansas. It's not even missing the race (well, ok it is) but it's I feel like I'm letting A2, Woody, and Scott, way down

:-(

My hearts as heavy as a bucket of hogs' livers over this one.

Any how, mostly the news is good and plenty.

We'll be writing about the biking exploits once I get them pedals. I'll write about the USF game on Thursday. I'll tell a few Sarah Palin jokes maybe a few remember when John McCain was young jokes (by the way did you hear in 1894 he narrowly avoided being person to be hit by a car!)

Anyway, it'll be a Slice!