We had our meet on Friday and it was somewhat successful. I was the anchor leg of the DMR. The 3k was first and I got the treat of being able to watch that race instead of being in it. There were two heats, Mark was in the first one and Jatin was in the second one. I didn’t get to see Jatin’s race because I had to warm up but Mark ran well and so did Jatin, two PR’s and Jatin’s 9:09 was faster than my two 3ks, oh boy. So the DMR was next and unfortunately there were only three teams running it. I was hoping I’d have someone to run with and I kind of did. Jeremy led off and was close to lead, Jordan ran a good 400 leg and then Giff actually got me about a 5-10 meter lead by the time I got the baton. I went out in a 32 or so and the guy still passed me so he must of gone out in close to 30. He was going faster than I wanted to but so I let him go, I went out in about a 64-65 and he was still putting ground on me. I came through the half in 2:13 or so but wasn’t gaining on him. The next 400 was bad, I kind of just fell asleep and slowed down too much. That quarter was a 72 or something like that and then I had a decent finish but only managed to run a 4:36. The winner was 5 seconds ahead so he ran about 4:30, had I known that I would have tried to stay with him but I bitched out and didn’t. I had the open 8 two hours later and wasn’t too excited for it. I was in the slow heat and after 400 meters was in dead last. I went out in a 65 which is really slow but I actually negative split for a 2:09, hwatever. It was a good enough day since I was running two events that I don’t really run, good workout.
The meet ended around 8 and then it was party time. I lost a bet to Yoko and had to do a triple beer bong, something I’ve never done before. I eased into it, I didn’t want to be completely sober for it so I was drinking a little bit to get tipsy. It was all going to be classic ice which is 6% so it would hit me pretty hard. Anyway, we loaded the bong up and I got started. There was a shit load of pressure, literally, and I was drinking for about 5 seconds straight and it was still going. Eventually I actually did finish but about 30 seconds later I was on my hands and knees projectile vomiting into the toilet. The rest of the night was a dance party in my room. Jatin and Wacker both came over to hang out and they both got hammered. Wacker threw up which was pretty funny. Mark managed to pass out in my bed for some reason so at about 1 or so I went to his room and slept in his bed. It was a good night but nothing too crazy like last night.
I woke up at 7 in the morning and woke Mark up with me. I intended on going back to bed but that didn’t happen. We went to Wawa and then woke everyone else up too. I ran and then ate and then drinking started again. It was about 2 in the afternoon when we started. Dave, Kevin, Pane, Mark, and I played wisest wizard again. I had a late start so I needed to catch up. Before I knew it I was retarded. I was pretty blacked out for wismer. We got back from wis and since I only had 6 hours of sleep the night before I had to go to bed. I have sent texts at about 6:30 that I don’t remember at all and then I passed out. I pulled my usual where I fake like I’m going to take a nap and then instantly passed out. Brett said I went from awake to snoring in seconds.
I woke up hours later in a funk. It was about midnight and I was still pretty drunk but nowhere near how bad I was earlier. I was looking for my staff but I couldn’t find it. Turns out Dave destroyed it but for a good reason. On my 8th Big City Ice I was caught pouring beer into the toilet, cheating my way to wizardship. The staff was destroyed immediately. I didn’t remember this when I woke up so I tried to keep going. I walked out into the common room wearing a t-shirt, my unzipped hoodie, and just my boxers. It didn’t seem too weird at the time. I played some drinking games and then made my way down to 103. I haven’t hung out with Satchel and Rob and Abud and all those guys for a while so I stayed there for an hour or so. It was a good time and I continued drinking heavily. I obtained my wizardship in my book but who knows. I probably had about 13 or 14 if I had to guess but at about 2:30 I blacked out again. This is something I’ve never done before. blacked out, then come back into non-blackout mode, then black out again. I don’t really know what I did for the next hour but I have text messages sent at 3:30 last night.
I woke up this morning at about 10:30 feeling pretty refreshed. Dave and Kevin left at noon or so and now it’s time to get back into normal mode. There’s some cleaning to be done but it was a very fun weekend. Mark and I went on a run today at 12:20, brunch closes at 1:30 so we figured we’d have plenty of time to get a good run in. We got 30 minutes out and Mark didn’t want to do and out and back so he tried to lead us home a different way. We were 48 minutes out and had no idea where we were. We asked some dude for directions but we settled for going back the way we came. Our 9 mile run just turned into a half marathon thanks to Magellan. At about 10 miles in we both had to take a dump so we pulled off into the woods and let loose. It was really cold and I was wiping with these terrible leaves and was pretty much in plain sight to drivers on the road. My hands were freezing but it was necessary. After an hour and 37 minutes of running we finally made it back to school.
Today is going to be all football, cleaning, and school work. I’m ready for the real school work to start. I’m starting my 4th semester here at Ursinus, that means I’m almost half way through college, how the hell did that go by so fast?
I watched The Book of Eli for the first time last night. I remember seeing previews for the movie and thinking it would be pretty good but after it came out I heard some not so hot reviews. Well Gofus, Imbemba, and I decided to check it out. If you haven’t seen it and want to, skip this paragraph because I’m going to ruin it. Anyway, I pretty much just didn’t like it very much. They do nothing to really explain what happened, who Eli is, what time period it’s even in, there’s just too much left unanswered. Also, Denzel is a complete beast for no reason. He takes on 10+ guys on multiple occasions. How is some random old black guy supposed to be able to kill everyone he comes across if he feels like it?
Anyway, so the movie gets underway and I’ll say the few actions scenes were cool. All in all it kept me somewhat entertained but I definitely would not watch it again. The part at the end where the guy opens up the bible and sees that it is written in braille and then Denzel starts reciting the whole bible, well I took that as a sign that he was blind. When I said that out loud to Gofus, Mark, and Imbemba I was pretty much laughed at. Well who the fuck knows how to read braille if they aren’t blind? We went and looked it up afterward and it turns out that the general consensus says yes he is blind. I know that the movie was supposed to be a big religious thing which isn’t up my alley to begin with but just the lack of explaining anything just killed it for me.
I’ve always been watching Jersey Shore, feel free to judge me as I’m sure most of you will. Anyway, it’s just a really entertaining show. I know that the people on it have no talent in anything and probably don’t deserve the millions they’re making but I’m not looking for a quality show that really catches me interest by how detailed and complex the character relationships are, I have Dexter and Californication for that. I pretty much hate Sammi although it seems like she might make a turn for the better. Ronnie is a poon who says he cares about his bros but chooses the woman before them most of the time. Pauly D cracks me up with how he acts and what he says. He’s not the front man of the show and he shouldn’t be but I think the little that he adds is hilarious. Vinny in my opinion is hanging on by a thread in terms of staying on the show. He’s kind of funny every now and then but doesn’t really contribute that much in terms of drama and entertainment. Snooki drives me insane sometimes in how stupid and ignorant she can be. I’ll go ahead and say right now that 50% of the show is JWoww’s boobs, 40% is the situation acting like the man, and 10% is other. JWoww is the most sane girl in my opinion and kind of the peace keeper but she’s really just there for the size of her boobs. The Situation is pretty much just the man. He does whatever he wants, the way he approaches/thinks about situations is so funny. Hearing his thought process on things and then how he deals with them is what makes the show. I’ll be tuning in tonight as I’m sure not very many of you will be but that’s okay.
Just something to get the views up.
I’m running two events that aren’t totally me on Friday. I’m anchoring the DMR and then running an open 800. Surprisingly enough though, I’m real excited for the mile. We had an 800 workout on Tuesday, 6×800 with 3 minutes rest (I know that’s a lot of rest) and it went really well. We got progressively faster, hitting the first 5 in an average of about 2:27 then the last one was cruise the first 400 then blaze the last 400. Well we hit 36. for the first 200 and then at about 350 in I just went, hit 34. for the 2nd 200 to give me 71 at the quarter. The next 200 was a 32. and the last one was 30. to finish in 2:13 midish. Seeing as that was faster than my time at Lehigh, well it just leaves me pretty optimistic for this mile. I was going close to all out for that 62 last 400 but not completely there. I’m starting to get the speed back into my legs and if I could run a 4:40 6 weeks ago I don’t see why I shouldn’t split very close to 4:30 for this mile. This has been a down week in terms of training. I’m only going to hit about 55-60 miles as opposed to 75 but that was the point. With an easy week of training and some really good training the past month or so, I think I’m ready to have a really good race.
Anyway, this blog has taken on a new look. I felt it was time for a change from the dark blue. I don’t know how to change that picture of the tree to the right but I’ll try and figure that out. I guess the tree is good for now, it brings the mood up and reminds me of summer where it doesn’t snow 5 inches a week. On the topic of snow, I’ve worn pants for 3 days in a row now and I even wore shoes for 2 of those days. I still stick with my original statement that I hate pants. The pockets are too damn tight and I just feel constricted when I’m wearing them. I don’t mind shoes but it is easier to just throw on some flip-flops as opposed to picking out a pair of socks, tying the shoes, etc.
It’s Thursday and my first week of classes is almost done. The classes themselves aren’t too bad but the fact that I’m spending $700+ on books is ridiculous. Fortunately, Jeremy said he can give me his financial accounting book so that puts me down to about $550. I like what I’m doing and I guess I’m pretty much committed to a business major. I don’t know if it’s a good or bad for this blog that I’ll be settling in to a standard routine of things. I’d imagine bad but I’ll try to keep things somewhat entertaining (unlike this post).
I’ve met a ton of people with unique personalities and who are probably going to be really successful but hard work can only bring you so far. If I worked super hard starting right now, I could probably go back to physics, get the major, go to grad school or something, and get some really advanced job that paid really well. I’d introduce myself with some crazy physics title and then just have to dumb it down for the simpletons that I’m talking to. They’d probably leave the conversation saying holy shit he seems like a genius but I bet he never did anything with his time besides work. Well I’m not going to do that because I don’t want to work all the time. Some people though are blessed enough to have specific talents. I’ve always thought about the two questions, 1) If I could be the best in the world at any sport, what sport? and 2) if I could be the best in the world at any instrument, what instrument?
Here goes. Right off the bat, I’d say running just because that’s what I love to do but I won’t say that here. For me, it comes down to three sports. Baseball, Basketball, and Soccer.
I would never say football because it’s just too physically demanding and the risk for injury is just too high. I wouldn’t say Hockey for pretty much the same reason. Bowling would be up there just because it’s something I like to do but playing every day for the rest of my life would drive me insane. Golf would be a cool one too but again I wouldn’t be able to do that every day. In bowling and golf, there’s no one to directly compete against so they’re out.
Baseball is a good one because you can make a ridiculous amount of money and you don’t have to be in amazing shape to do it. The position that has the most influence on the game is pitcher but I wouldn’t mind being a second baseman who makes baller plays in the field and hits 60 home runs with 175 rbi’s a season.
Basketball would be awesome but I’m somewhat bias. Growing up, I always played basketball. I’ve always enjoyed playing it and if I had to pick a sport I like most besides running, it would be basketball. Nonetheless, it’d be pretty cool to be amazing at basketball. 82 games a season to show off how beastly you are and you’d get a ton of street cred. 6 foot 6 black guys like Kobe would show respect for you and you’d just look like a bad ass, example, Steve Nash. I’d prefer to be a player like him who’s real crafty and is actually good at basketball because I always hated it when a guy like Shaq puts up 30 points and 20 boards just cause hes 7 feet and 300 pounds.
Soccer might be the best of all though. Granted no one in America really gives a shit about soccer (I know there are some) but it’s the most watched/played sport in the world. Could you imagine how awesome it would be to lead your team to a world cup victory. I hate when players flop and all the woman shit that goes along with being a pro but I’d like to think that I’d be good enough that I would do stuff like that. I never liked playing soccer but I imagine if I was that good I would enjoy a little more. Soccer wins.
Now onto Instruments. There are so many instruments but I really think there’s only a couple that it boils down to. Drums are awesome but you don’t chill with people and rock out on drums while everyone is just hanging out. Bass is cool but guitar is just a better/cooler version. In my mind I only see two instruments that are in the running, piano and guitar
Listening to Billy Joel or Elton John or even Ben Folds, it just makes me want to learn piano. The things they’re capable of doing and the creativity they have and the songs they can make are really incredible. There’s so much you can do with a piano (I guess it’s that way with the guitar too) and hearing all the different tunes really good pianists can come up with is awesome. The sound of the piano is really cool too. If you know what you’re doing it just sounds very smooth and pleasant. The only problem with piano is that, well I’m not going to put a piano in my dorm room here at college. You never just go to someones room and are like “oh you have a piano too! aww lemme play around a little bit” like you could do with guitar. Pianos are a hassle to transport and cost a shit load. I’d still love to be awesome at piano but simply because it’s an expensive and inconvenient hobby, I have to choose guitar.
I’m actual somewhat capable of playing guitar right now so I know a little bit more about that than piano. Guitar is the typical instrument that a college guy plays to try and get girls. If you’re good and can play popular songs, you’re pretty much in. I’m not there yet but I’m working on it. It’s very convenient to just have around and be able to play whenever you want. There’s no real prep work required aside from the thing being in tune, all you have to do is pick it up and start playing. There’s also a ton of guitar songs that are out there to learn, you’ll probably never ever get to a point where you say “okay I know all there is to know about this instrument and can play anything and everything”. It’s easy to take to and from school and you can get a somewhat good guitar for a couple hundred bucks. If I can sit down and play guitar for 2 hours in a row right now while I’m pretty bad, I’d imagine that I could sit here for 2 days straight playing if I was a beast.
So that’s what it comes down to, an amazing soccer player who rocks out on guitar.
I had my first two classes today and things didn’t start exactly how I wanted them to. My first class was at 10 but I didn’t want to be a total bum and sleep until 9:50. I set my alarm for 9 and figured I’d get breakfast or something before class. Well I went to bed later than expected so when my alarm went off at 9 I was not quite ready to get up. I laid there for 15 minutes before actually getting up and sat on my computer for 40 minutes instead of actually going to breakfast. I left my room at 9:54 leaving me 6 minutes for the 4 minute walk to Olin. I marched my way up all three flights of stairs to room 301 to see it was completely empty. Oh shit. I walked around and found my professors office, I knocked, walked in, and said “Hi I think I have class with you in a couple minutes?”. He replied with “are you in history 262?”. I said yes and he said “You have class with me in about an hour”. 0/1. So now it’s 9:59 and I’m on the third floor of the wrong building, just great. I speed walk my way to Bomberger and made it to my real 10 o’clock class 2 minutes late. No biggie. I walked in and sat in one of the 2 or 3 open seats. The class itself doesn’t seem too bad but from what I hear the teacher is so-so and we took notes until 10:53 on the first day so who knows.
Next up was my history class and I had already made a great first impression on the professor. Stories from Rob Kelley and countless others have me thinking that this is going to be the worst class in the world. Ross Doughty is the professor and he has a reputation for being a very difficult grader and an asshole. I like to think that teachers like me because I show up to every class and generally try to participate a decent amount. I feel like that’s exactly what Doughty wants from his students but I also think that the questions he will be asking are not the ones I’m used to answering. History was always my best class in high school but I don’t feel so confident about this one. If I can squeak out a solid B I’d be pleased.
I have my two other classes tomorrow but I know both of the teachers and they’re both good so I think I’ll be fine. My class schedule is spread out pretty good. I have two classes every day and my earliest is 10am. Throw in a lab once a week with a 1 hour guitar lesson at noon every Friday and that’s it. Not too shabby.
We had our 4th meet of the season on Friday and it went pretty well. I was doubling with the 3k and the mile. Since I’ve been hitting 70+ miles a week for the past month I wasn’t expecting anything too spectacular, matching my time from last week (9:14) was kind of the goal. I was seeded 4th in the fast heat behind 3 Muhlenberg kids, a team in our conference so I wanted to run with them. Well out of 15 or so kids in the race I was in 2nd to last after 400 meters. I was still running a decent pace so I didn’t panic. I could see a pack of 3 Muhlenberg kids 15-20 meters ahead with 1 Muhlenberg kid way in front who I knew beforehand I wasn’t going to beat. After about 800 I caught up to the pack of 3 and ran with them. We hit 4:55 for the first mile but it wasn’t easy. I could tell my legs were tired but I managed not to slow down too much. With 600 left the 2 kids slowed down so I took over but then one of them passed me back with 400 to go. I sat and waited until the last 50 meters and then out kicked him for 2nd place and a time of 9:13.8, good enough for me at this point in the season. The mile was about 45 minutes or an hour later. I jogged a mile in between to stay loose and got ready. I was somehow seeded 18 out of 18 in 1 heat so I had a shitty start. I could tell my legs had no pop left in them. I hit 70 for the first 400 then 2:22 for the 809 but I was pretty far behind. My 3rd 400 was really slow but I closed well enough and finished in 4:50. Once again, good enough for me. I hit 75 for this week which is a record for most miles in a week and also a record for most miles in a 4 week span, 288. I figure if I can run well when my mileage is this high, when I drop it I’ll have a very big improvement.
I had an unexpected surprise when Katie said she was going to come and visit. It was Friday afternoon and that was literally when we decided it was a good idea. The only bad thing was that we didn’t get back from the meet until midnight. Katie got to Ursinus at 11ish and hung out at 201 with Ali, Chelsie, Kevin, and Dave. This was another chance for a first impression (the first chance being with Tom on new years) and she didn’t let down, she got hammered on Friday night. I got back really late so I didn’t get that drunk. We all came back to the suite and hung out for a while and called it a night at 2:30.
We had practice at 10 the next morning and fortunately I wasn’t that hung over. We had a nice group run 14 miles but I felt pretty shitty. The rest of the day was going to be a good one. Me, Dave, Kevin, Mark, and Pane played a game called Wisest Wizard. This is how the game is played. You pick a name, mine was Nicolas Cage, and the people playing the game had to address you as ‘gentleman’ and then your designated name. After every beer you finish, you tape the next beer on top of it and you build your staff. After drinking 3 beers you become a squire and people call you squire whatever, at 6 you become a knight, at 9 you become a lord, and at 12 you become a wizard. We started at 1 in the afternoon which spelled out disaster. We were also drinking Beer:30 which is some random beer that was 5.5%. We all kind of drank together for the first 3 beers. Kevin was lagging behind right off the bat. We became squires and then a ton of people showed up to the suite so we were playing kings and other games. Initially I said “oh yeah I’m just going to become a squire then slow it down”. Well when I became a squire I said “well I have to become a knight now…” so I drank another 3 beers and then some and was 7.5 in at about 4 o clock. Since I didn’t get too much sleep the night before Katie and I went for a power nap. There was a 4 hour time span where I didn’t drink at all. At 8 I started again. I became a Lord pretty quickly but my 4 hour break left me far behind. Mark and Pane and I believe Kevin were already Wizards. Dave was knocked out on the couch pretty early. Since I was so close to wizardhood and hadn’t been drinking, my stomach was ready to go and I was super motivated to take the step. We were out of Beer:30 so I moved to my other beer, Classic Ice. It’s a 6% beer and cost 15 dollars a case, it tasted like dick. I cruised from Lordhood to Wizardhood in no time and got destroyed. For about 2 hours or so I blacked out. Katie was pretty drunk but fortunately not as bad as Friday. Everyone else was pretty drunk too. We had a sing along like usual and played with our staffs until about midnight but I was struggling. 11 hours of drinking and 13 beers later I had to call it a night.
Once again, I woke up without a hangover but my room/the common room was a wreck. We still haven’t really cleaned anything up. I got my 2 runs in today and watched some football, upset city. All in all it was a really good weekend. Having Katie visit was great and having Dave and Kevin up was also good. Kevin is staying over for tonight too, wahoo! I have my first real classes tomorrow and some reading I have to do tonight, what the eff. It’s going to be weird being a real student again but whatever, it’s about time I do something with my life besides drink and run all day.
Meeting people for the first time is something that no one really wants to do. If we could just go straight from being strangers to best friends, well that would be great but it doesn’t work like that. I’ve had my fair share of awkward first meetings and I’ve also been the one to introduce the awkward first meeting. A lot of the time it always starts with “oh so and so has told me so much about you” but when that doesn’t happen it is just really weird. Here’s my list of the worst first meetings I’ve encountered.
In 12th grade, I was becoming good friends with my future girlfriend Emily Marmion. Well one of the first times we hung out we were just in her room and her mom came up and asked if we wanted some food. Well this was my first encounter with her mom but that wasn’t the weird part. We said yeah sure and Emily informed me that we’d be eating together in her room by ourselves but little did I know it’d be a family dinner with me as the special guest. Besides the fact that I was super awkward in 12th grade of high school anyway, the fact that I’d never met any member of her family before was terrible. I sat there pretty quiet for the whole time and tried to chime in every now and then. I talked to her dad about running which was good because he was a runner but then we got on the topic of how I haven’t tried certain foods. Everyone was so amazed that I had never tried a pickle or mustard or anything like that. I tried a pickle and immediately started choking on it. The dinner as a whole was a subpar performance and I can only imagine the impression I left.
In 3rd grade I had class with two of my future best friends, Ben Landau and Alex Gwynne. At the time Ben and I were already best friends but Alex and I not so much. Ben and I were not fans of Alex but he was relentless in trying to be my friend. I’d get phone calls at home asking to hang out all the time and I’d tell my mom to say I wasn’t home. The one time I did hang out at Alex’s we played Duke Nukem and I died within 10 minutes and then I sat there and watched Alex play for a long time. Well in 4th grade Alex and I actually became really good friends and I’d hang out with him all the time. He switched elementary schools though so Alex and Ben never really got to know each other. Ben had the impression that Alex was a loser and Alex just knew that Ben didn’t really like him. In 6th grade, the great merger happened and all 4 elementary schools came together, the time had come to reintroduce Alex and Ben. It was extremely awkward at first and I didn’t know what I was going to do. Do I pick the one I like more and ditch the other? Do I just hang out with them separately? Decisions decisions. Fortunately, after a week of awkward, we all hung out and hit it off. Middle school became the years of sleep overs, pilly wars, Linkin Park, Diablo, Deadman, Drive My Car by the Beatles, chicken boy, sumo wars, Gummy and Gummy Jr, Jew jokes, BS Ball, the list goes on and on.
Potentially the best one of all happened last year in the first week of school. I moved in early for cross country but Satchel didn’t move in until a week later. I had talked to him a few times over the summer, just getting to know each other, but I really didn’t know him that well let alone his family. Anyway, they walk in the room to see me in my short shorts and no shirt on playing the hard part of One on Guitar Hero. Total Stud. I paused the game and sat there meeting his mom, dad, and brother. I didn’t put a shirt or normal shorts on at any point which was risky because he has a hot mom. I could have made small talk but I opted to go into practice mode and practice Guitar Solo A for a while. Eventually his family left and Satchel and I grew into one of the best roommate duo’s of all time. Our puking contest in 103, bar tending at the yacht club party, shots at candy land where I proceeded to vomit in my bed, locking Mike out of our room while blasting Daze, him breaking my drum stick in an Avenged Sevenfold hardcore dance off, taking breaks from having fun to write our paper for 10 minutes, piss bombing Adams bed, Gamma Omicron Omricon, hours of COD 4 2 where I’d win every single game, again… the list goes on and on.
What sparked the idea for this post is that Katie is coming to visit for this weekend and so is Dave. Now they know of each other and Dave was even nice enough to comment on Katie’s wall. Katie’s friend wrote on her wall asking to get lunch some day and this is how the conversation followed.
Dave: I’ll come to that lunch. Ow ow, babe alert!
Katie: ive yet to meet you dave gildea but that will be quite the day
Dave: Double date? Me and Other Katie above and you and Sam!!!!
Katie: sounds grand, you’d have to ask Other Katie above personally though haha
Dave: Other (Hotter) Katie, want to go get some lunch with Sam and Katie?
Needless to say Dave might not come off as the nicest guy ever, but that’s Dave. If you don’t know him then I’d think that too but I do know him. Since Katie doesn’t know him she’s in for a treat. I’m sure when I introduce them, the conversation will go something like this. Katie “Hi Dave!” Dave “Sup slut, take your shirt off! ZBT Mang!” Hopefully, since I’m writing this, it won’t be an awkward first meeting but it certainly seems possible if you take it the wrong way.
I was considering putting in interactions with my relatives since every time I see Aunt Barbara it seems like were meeting for the first time. I always mess up the hug/kiss and the one time I took her glasses off. She always asks stuff like “oh what year are you now? at what school?” so we pretty much have a first and terribly awkward meeting once a year .
I’m sure you all have had these, most of which are probably better than the ones I listed. Whatever, it’s the thought that counts. Enjoy the weekend
Once again, the snow has come. This is getting ridiculous. Last year was a crazy snow year so I figured this year would be an off year but nope, it’s been shitting snow here for hours. I do think it’s funny though when a place like Atlanta gets a lot of snow because it literally leaves the city paralyzed. No snow plows and no salt trucks leave the roads messed up for days and it’s like the city just goes on pause.
Everyone already knows I’m a poon when it comes to snow so I’ll move on to something else I hate, college football. I can’t stand college football and the whole system is just retarded. A team can go undefeated and not have a chance at the national championship and yes I understand they might have a weak conference but what the hell do you want them to do besides win every game. There’s about 100 bowl games so half the goddamn teams get to play in a bowl game. A bowl game strikes me as a somewhat prestigious event that you should be honored to be in but when everyone gets to play in one, it’s just not that cool. Also, the whole thing with Pryor and Cam Newton thing is a joke. It’s so obvious that the NCAA or whoever is running the show cares strictly about money and nothing about it’s reputation. First off, you have a rule where the kids pretty much can’t do anything to make money. College kids need money too, I’m aware they receive scholarships and all that but not every kid is on a full ride and has cash to throw around. They sell something that they earned and get shit on for it. Next, when the kids go and break the rule, you let them play in the next game because it’s a bowl game. You suspend them for 5 games next season but let them play in the bowl game because if they didn’t play, not nearly as many people would have watched/attended the Sugar Bowl which would result in a loss of money for you. Everything they do is to make money, it’s embarrassing.
With all that said, I actually did watch the BCS championship game but only to make it into a drinking game. I chose Auburn and Mark had Oregon. Every time Auburn scored 6 points I shotgunned a Natty Ice and every time Oregon did, Mark did a shot. If there was a scoreless quarter, we each had to do 2 of our respective drinks. Well the 1st quarter was scoreless so I was 2 shotguns in to start. All in all it wasn’t too crazy of a game and we both ended with around 5 or 6. Ben was kind enough to lend me some PA Styles in case I wanted to keep drinking so I shotgunned 3 of those and then pretty much just went to bed. I was near blackout and woke up the next day with a hangover. We had a 75 minute run that I got through which left me optimistic for a century week. A small taste of what I’d be feeling every day.
Later in the day I went to the Orthodontist and there is a light at the end of the tunnel. The bottom braces are coming off in the near future and I could not be more excited. I hate these things and have had them for 6 years, it’s about time I get them off. Once they’re off, I’ll probably have another surgery or two to remove any random extra teeth that I keep growing and I’ll have to wear retainers but that’s okay. We’re nearing the end of the whole process.
After that I went to Applebee’s with the suite and Ben. I ordered the Ribs and I have to say they were awful. I paid 18 bucks for a full rack of bones smothered in sauce and a small amount of terrible meat stuck in between them. I was pretty disappointed that I paid 20+ dollars for a really bad meal when I could go to Wawa and buy 20 dollars worth of food that would last me 3 days and I’d enjoy eating it much more than those ribs. For some entertainment we left the hostess Mark’s number and she actually texted him. Well after some talking and research we found she was our age but had a boyfriend who was a marine and she just wasn’t that attractive. Needless to say the entertainment died after a few texts but it was definitely worth it.
If you’re off today because of snow, well congrats but I still hate the snow. Also, in a recent blog I took a shot at Dave. Well consider this is a public apology Dave. No alum brings more beer than you do and I’m sure you had a good reason for not coming to us first that night. I know I didn’t go bowling with you but it wasn’t because I didn’t want to hang out with you, it was because of Dexter. I only dish it out because you do too and because you can take it.
My dear friend Jonny Meyers is attempting a century week, 100 miles and 100 beers. I have no idea how capable he is or how much training he will put into it but Jonny I hope you succeed. That got me thinking, could I do one?
Lets start with the basics, I would attempt this during the summer time where I have an entire week of no work or any other commitments that could possibly effect the outcome of this and I would use Natty Light. Jonny will most likely be attempting this during the school year with work to do so that’s going to make it a lot harder but I’m talking under optimal circumstances. So I have no prior engagements to do anything. I’m currently at 73 miles per week. 100 miles a week is 14.28 miles a day. Personally I think I could handle 100 miles a week relatively easily if I only had to do it for one week and didn’t have to drink 100 beers. 14.28 miles a day also means 14.28 beers in a day. I don’t fancy myself a huge drinker and I know my limits. In a night of drinking, I begin to really black out at around 10-12 beers depending on how long of a time period it’s spread out over. Spreading it throughout at a day will definitely make it easier but for 7 days in a row, it’d be brutal
Okay so I have the numbers down, how do I go about executing it? Well some people might say, run 100 miles in the first 3 day or 4 days and then get the 100 beers down in the last 3 or 4 days. Some might say run 20 miles and drink 20 beers one day and then take an easy day the next day with only 8 and 8 or something like that. Personally I think the best way to do this would be dead even splits. I’d alternate between 14 and 15 beers for round numbers during the days. I’d do the miles within an hour after I wake up. Day 1, wake up at 10am, get running by 10:30-11, I’ll say every run of 14.28 miles will take roughly 2 hours. That’s only 8:25 pace or so which is really slow but I’m going to guess that doing 8:205s at day 5 will feel like hell. I’d rather be conservative. So that gets me back home and ready to drink by 1pm. I’ll say that I want to be in bed by 1am every night which gives me 9 hours to sleep and sober up before the next day starts. I pass out instantly when I’m drunk so I don’t think falling asleep will be a problem.
That’s 12 hours, 1pm-1am that I have to drink 14 beers. This is the part I’m not sure of. This is uncharted territory for me because I’ve never really spread my drinking out for that long. I don’t know when I would start feeling drunk and if I’d black out or anything. I imagine spreading it out over that much time would allow me to not black out and only be kind of drunk by nights end but I can’t say for sure. A little more than one an hour is very casual but over 12 hours could be disastrous.
I guess the real question is can I keep this up for an entire week. I could do it for a day or two no problem but when would I really start to break down? Would the taste of beer get to me and make me want to vomit every sip I took? If that happened then there’s no way of doing it. Would I wake up hungover every day? I don’t think the 100 miles would be the problem. I can muster up a 2 hour run every day for 7 days pretty easily I think. I think I could avoid hangovers if I’m smart about hydrating and eating correctly.
I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to give this a legit shot (at least not while I’m at school) but it’s an entertaining idea and something I’d like to try if I get the chance. Thank you Jonny for the inspiration. His blog is on my blogroll so go read it if you’re interesting.
It’s been two nights in a row now that I’ve gotten drunk. Believe it or not I learned from my terrible hangover yesterday and made sure I was hydrated before I went to bed. I also made sure I got a significant amount of sleep last night. After the run yesterday we all gathered around and watched the Saints Seahawks game. I was really tired and not to excited about drinking. I bonged two beers because I really didn’t feel like sipping on Natty Ice. Things were going slow and I was under the impression that it would be a down night but that was not the case. Sprinter guys and girls showed up again and it was really fun again. We played games, hung out, and it was just a good time. I’m finally meeting these people and talking to them even though I’ve been on the same team as them for a year and a half.
I went to bed at midnight. I was pretty drunk and really tired, the party was still going but I wanted to sleep. I woke up at 9:30 to Mark talking to me. He was lonely and wanted company so after talking for about 20 minutes I decided to get up. Then Mark, Bogdan, and I went on a dreaded 91 minute run. We stopped twice to play with the ice and whatnot but the run itself was pretty brutal. Running in the snow made it so that 7 minute pace effort only converted to 8 minute pace. I hate the snow in general so this run was not ideal.
I’m watching the Eagles right now and I hate to say it but I think teams have figured us out. We’re a good team and Vick was a beast for 8 or 9 weeks but the past couple of games have not been so hot. I think we could grind out a win or two (maybe not) but realistically if we make it to the Superbowl against a team like the Patriots, I just can’t see us coming away as the winners. It’s been a surprisingly fun and exciting season but I’m not expecting anything too major, aka Superbowl champs.
That’s all that is going on right now. My imagination has not been very active lately so these posts have been lackluster. Viewership has been up so I’ll try harder to make these worth reading.