I spent all of last week in Houston, Texas. It's not one of my fave places to go. For one thing, the air pollution can be horrendous, and mixed with the early-morning humid fog, it's like breathing acid. I can't run outdoors while I'm there for that reason. I joined a local gym for the week for my exercise fix.
We were driving over that cool-looking Hartman Bridge in east Houston, and one of our hosts stated, "isn't this a beautiful view...when are you guys going to move down here to "God's Country?" From the bridge, all you could see was refineries and chemical plants for miles & miles. I responded, "if God was a 400-lb chain smoker who bathed in chemicals, then I guess this is God's Country." My comments weren't very well received.
The last night that I was there, though, I was intent on having a good time. I went to one of my repeat favorite spots, the Flying Saucer, and had a few really good brews. It was the high point to my trip. My favorite beer was the Yeti Oak-aged Imperial Stout from Great Divide Brewing. An incredible brew.
I find ways to enjoy life as much as I can. Also, life's too short to treat people poorly.
I'm into long runs in the park, consuming salt, popping blisters,
eating roadkill & tree bark, and burying whiners in shallow, unmarked
graves. I also enjoy designing trail race courses that would make the
Marquis de Sade blush.
A fun time for me would include banging muddy shoes together, setting
broken bones with a machinist's vise, and duct-taping-down any part of my
body that is bleeding or just flopping-about uselessly.
What helps me to be an active trailrunner and grandpa?
1) Daily sponge baths with bovine stem cells;
2) Copious amounts of delicious & nutritious homebrewed beer; and
3) My secret elixir...Bicarbonate of Figleaf.