Like Pirates of the Penzance....
So the other night in Guelph they held a little info session
called “Lessons from London” it was a little session discussing the things
learned qualifying athletes to London and athletes attempt to qualify. It started with this movie...
So I try to be a real manly man. I am all about working hard, toughness, beer,
beards, mustaches, women, real manly stuff.
So when I sat down and they played that damn video, I am not going to
lie folks, I thought I was going to cry.
Shit I love Milne and seeing that again was just heart breaking. Milnes a great dude, love him to death. So the first time I ever went to run up at
Speed River DST introduced me to the group and told everyone to say hi and we
headed out on a warm-up. Everyone grouped up and started chatting and took off,
Milne waits for me and introduces himself “hi I’m Taylor” (In my head I’m like no shit, I don’t live
under a rock I know who Taylor Milne is) Any way Milne and I really hit it off
over time. We both are men that pride
ourselves on toughness; we both have twisted senses of humour and never avoid
that offside joke. Milnes a great dude a
super talented stud with a big heart. He
has run times faster than my PB’s, in workouts. Yet for some strange reason
Milne believes in me, he motivates me he wants me to succeed when he could
really not give a shit. Funny story
about Milne, we were once at a pool party and he looks over at me and says “Mason
you have the second best body at Speed River” I sarcastically say “second best?
Who’s better” and Milne comes back with “Me duh!” So anyway, last summer was a tough one on my
friend Milne and seeing it again hurt me in the heart. See ladies I am not just that rough manly
exterior there is a little heart in there somewhere. You’re the best Milne thanks brother.
So I was trying to drum up some good stories for you folks
so I started to scan through some pictures on my computer. One of the first things I see is this.
So here’s where this story goes. The group we have here are the guys in my
program at college that I hung out with all the time. From left to right we have Eric, he was from
Tilsonburg. I called him T-burg. Then we had Darryl, he’s Dutch, I didn’t like Darryl but Darryl liked Chris I’m
pretty sure so that’s why he was in the group, I called Darryl Darrin because
that made him mad and we’d all laugh.
Then we have Andrew Driver, Driver for short, a mathematical
genius. I blame Driver for my late
graduation. You see I had started at
Fanshawe in a different program, and then switched to Construction
Engineering. Driver had done the same
thing. When it came time where we had to
select General Arts credit courses Driver told me he had already taken one and
since I had been in another program too that I wouldn’t have to take one either. Horribly wrong Driver. This led me to having to take an online
distance ed. Class –Myths and Legends, not my cup of tea. But that’s another story for another
day. Then there is yours truly, and
finally Chris Peer, also went with the simple nickname of Peer. From the Soo a heck of a good guy, sadly I
don’t think he realized how much Darrin whoops Darryl liked him. Anyway, so back to that picture, so one
weekend Chris and Driver and T-burg are at a party and one of Chris’s roommates
Mike gets pretty drunk. Monday rolls
around and we figure out this plan for Driver to text him pretending to be a
lovely girl named Becca that Mike met but won’t remember. So we start texting Mike and pretending to
have a big crush on him, and this goes on and on, we then are setting up fake
facebook and MSN messenger accounts in Becca’s name to make her seem more
realistic. Does anyone even use MSN anymore? Anyway stay focused here. This was a scam of all scams. We let this go on for a couple weeks and set
up a big date for April 1st.
Where we take this picture and send it to dear Mike. Hahahah it was glorious. Mike took it well and we all had a good
laugh.
So let’s get to the meat of the potato with my running, so
things have been clicking quite well lately.
Since that whole shoe debacle.
Mileage is up, workouts have been jamming well. I think I am getting what they call “fit.” So Sunday we will be hitting up a 10k in
London. The Halloween haunt 10k, I am
excited to get down there and roll.
Runners Choice always puts on good events so it should be great. I have been trying to be more elite in my
execution of my running as of late.
Blasting the core to get that beach body back, hitting up the recovery
in the ice bath every night so far this week doing the little things well. We will see what comes of Sunday.
Shout out to the Fanshawe Boys that won a 4th
consecutive Ontario College championship on Saturday. First of that four was back in my era. Also congrats to the lady Falcons on a strong
showing in a rebuilding year! While maintaining best looking team in the CCAA. The college running scene is getting better
every year deeper fields with better runners at the front end. Good work folks!
Noticing those boots I mentioned last blog more and more.
They might be the yoga pant of footwear. Just saying.
I also notice there is a new magnet on the refrigerator. One of my fine roommates must have picked it
up. It says “To Be or Not to Be” Gets me
thinking every time I see it. I have
decided that I want –To be. So it’s time
to make the most of it.
And like the Pirates of the Penzance, I am not really a
pirate I’m just a good guy gone bad!
John
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