And this edition of Randumbery goes interactive! At least, interactive in a way that requires only slightly more effort than the regular ole post.
It’s been awhile. Time for another haphazard collection of partially digested thoughts! I’ve mixed a delicious recipe of loosely related topics together to form a nonsensical stew.
First, I’m living with pangs of regret. I’ve just recently decided that I should have called this semi-regular (i.e. not regular) feature “Rundumbery” instead. Seems more appropriate somehow. But then Randumbery ties in the word random better. What to do…what to do…such useless thoughts occupy my mind. You decide. Vote here:
I added up my official mileage total for 2008 and it was surprisingly low. Only 1054 total miles. I did 1240 in 2007. What gives? Maybe all of those real attractive runs I thought I was completing weren’t real. They were just running through my head all evening.
The ever present pain residing in my right ass cheek indicates I did plenty of running in 2008. Maybe the lymphatic drainage will take care of that. There are ass lymphs, aren’t there?
This is one of my favorite marathon pictures snapped by the one and only Mrs. Nitmos in 2007. I just happened upon it the other day when moving some photos to CD. It’s a stampede of folks that, really, should have better sense than doing what they are doing. This is near mile marker 1. Only 25 more miles to go everyone! Don’t look so happy.
Let’s play a Where’s Waldo? game renamed, fittingly, Where’s Nitmos? Can you spot me in this cavalcade of marathoners? Also, there is a juggler in this photo. I hesitate to call him Perry the Joggler – though it could be him – as I don’t know for sure (though I know he ran this race). I ran along side this person for the first ½ mile to check out his joggling skills. Pretty amazing. I’ll give you the answer to both of our locations next post. I’m pretty obvious, I think, but the joggler is harder to spot. He appears to be cupping something in his hand as if he brought along some water but forgot to bring a cup to hold it in. Or he’s a 70 year old woman without an athletic support bra.
Click to enlarge...wouldn't it be nice if life was that way?
Now that you’ve finished your Nitmos stew, feel free to purge…and then go back to the top and binge again. My posts become even more satisfying the more times you read them.
Good luck to the Goofy Challengers and all Disney runners this weekend! I wish I was there. If someone would generously donate about $1500, I’ll be there next year. Let me know of you’d like to help a poor runner achieve his dreams in this tough economy.