I've had a long week at work. Time to goof-off before I go home for the weekend. I like this cartoonist's stuff. And it's got chickens! Speaking of chickens, they kind of go along with one of my favorite themes: many folks in this world are too chicken-shit to actually live their lives to the fullest. By that, I mean actually ENJOY life. Many folks become subservient to a real grind. They think work, suffering, heart attacks, and NO FUN are an inevitable part of life in general. If you fit into this category, put this mask on, so that we may all know just how subservient and chicken-shit you really are.
By the way, I didn't run last night. I had a slight detour toward the non-running side of life enjoyment. My favorite spouse hijacked me, and convinced me to take her to a fancy French restaurant. I'm now $105 lighter, (oh yeah...$125 with the tip). Sometimes you just have to do these things. "Marriage Maintenance," I call it. It was a very nice, unplanned way to spend an evening with the love of my life.
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.