Sunday, March 01, 2009

Running with Tigger

Prelude...

Mike: long week, plenty of miles, pre-run quad smash by car door, dead legs

Andrew: long week, low miles, fresh legs (aka Tigger)

What more do you need to know? It was the longest 18 miles I've done in a long time and if not for the really bad jokes that Andrew saved up for each hill along the way I don't think I would have made it around. Let me see, there were;
  1. 3 strings were trying to get into a bar...
  2. a lawyer, a Boy Scout and a priest were on a plane...
  3. 2 salesmen were visiting an older lady...
  4. a man walked into a bar and ordered a beer...
  5. a Frenchman and a German...
  6. a newspaper had a contest for the best pun...
  7. and on and on....
And this was before my brain froze over from the -13C /10F temperatures plus windchill!
18 miles in 2:38 (8:49 pace, avg 138 HR but climbing at end)
Finish to chocolate brownies and hot coffee! Mmmm! A tough day but we got'er done. Thanks for sticking with me Andrew!

9 comments:

Andrew said...

Glad to be of service!

Jamie said...

Ah, sounds like good times!

bricey said...

at least there were no jokes about the weather...

Well done for sticking with it (-13degC.... brrrr)

Ewen said...

What was the punch-line to the one about 3 strings trying to get into a bar?

Chad in the AZ Desert said...

I know those jokes would make me want to run like hell. ;-)

Love2Run said...

Ewen,
The punch line was:

"I'm a frayed not."

Ouch!

Downhillnut said...

That 3 strings joke is a good one.

When I trained for my first half marathon my friend Linda would sing very badly if I started to fall behind. "99 bottles of beer on the wall..."

I had good motivation to keep up.

Michael said...

I can only hope the weather straightens itself out for you. That is of course unless Boston is going to be wet and cold this year in which case you’ll have an advantage. One week closer, all the best!

Ewen said...

Good one Mike. I mean Andrew. I actually chuckled!

Heard this politically incorrect one today:

Why did they call it PMT?
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Because Mad Cow Disease had already been taken.