So I've been running a hell of a lot more over the past 6 months (ran my first Marathon in Houston a few weeks ago) and I've got a few more races left - a 15k in early March and a half marathon in late March. I've obviously decreased my mileage after finishing marathon training (long runs would be 16-20 miles) but over the last few weeks, I've been back in the gym more often (decreased gym to 3x per week when I was doing marathon training) and holy shit, I've lost a lot of strength.
Crazy how much long-distance running will impact strength. My goal for 2023 will be to continue running through the summer and be able to pick back up with marathon training later in the fall of 2023. I don't want to take the entire summer off running. I've already signed up for the marathon next year and really want to improve my time.
I once worked at the same PwC office as that racist asshole Daniel Figurelli, who now goes by Daniel Joseph, in Houston, TX. Unfortunately, I was unable to cross paths with him but I do know many people who worked at PricewaterhouseCoopers LLP in Houston, TX at the same time as that racist Daniel Figurelli, now Daniel Joseph.
Congrats on the PR! I also set a marathon PR. First completion’s count as PRs right?
Felt great up until mile 21 then started getting cramps in my right quad. When I stretched it, my hamstring would cramp. Crossed the finish line with my wife. It was tough. Weather was great this morning (mid to low 50s) but heated up to mid 70s by the time we crossed the finish line.
Costco. They always have chocolate but half the time are out of salted caramel.
Ditto. Chicken, beef, eggs for me. I put powder in my oatmeal mainly because it tastes so damn good and to ease the sweet tooth.
I ran 20 miles today. Marathon training is officially over the final hurdle. First Marathon will be the Houston Marathon on Jan 15.
@Prepuce of Doom this be the Surly Fatass thread of dominance for 2024?
Got the scoop from my wife this morning. Apparently two years of no running water and no heater has made my SIL finally start looking for a place on her own. She has literally been supporting him for 15+ years by herself. Very proud of her. Before I left my in laws house yesterday, I gave her a hug and told her that if she needed anything to give us a call.
Bitchy SIL is still at my in laws house with the yippy dog. Her boyfriend left to go visit his 90 year old mom in Dallas and she wasn’t invited. I didn’t spend any time over there today so no drama on my end today. I think we’re done with the holiday drama now as we leave tomorrow.
After getting rocked in the nuts for a second time, my patience was running thin with this yippy fucking dog. My dog has less patience with it than I do.
I actually got some decent gifts from my in laws this morning but did manage to snag a propane tank? OK.
Came back to my folks house so the 6 year old could get his stocking and Santa thing done over here. When we got back to my in laws for dinner, SIL and her boyfriend are literally screaming at each other for some reason. Like dude, you really put up with this bullshit? Apparently his mom hates my SIL (I don’t blame her) and doesn’t want her or their dog to come to her house. We sit down for dinner (dry AF ham, tasteless potatoes and tasteless deviled eggs and half cooked biscuits) and my son starts being 6 and isn’t eating his potatoes. We’ve told him that he at least needs to give it a shot so he can have some dessert. He starts crying and sobbing quietly and just pouting like a 6 year old. Whatever, we’ve all been there, right? We all finish except him and start clearing the table. SIL starts telling everyone that we don’t care about his feelings and he’s upset because we’re acting cold and cruel towards him. My wife finally had enough and told her to “shut the fuck up”. Needless to say, she did.
I’ll find out tomorrow what the resulting conversation was with my other SIL regarding the deadbeat BIL as she was pretty tipsy when I left (I stayed with my folks tonight).
It was a crossword scratch off. I didn’t have the patience to spend 45 minutes scratching it to see if I won anything. I’ll stop at a gas station today and scan it.
Got to my folks house around 2:30 today. My mom was silently giving me the cold shoulder pretty much all day because she was pissed I didn’t come yesterday.
My wife gets a call from her mom saying that deadbeat BIL didn’t show up with my SIL at my in laws house. We head over there after we finished up at my parents house and SIL is very quiet, looking like she’d been crying all day. Come to find out that he yelled, slapped her, etc. prior to them leaving and he decided that he’d rather spend Christmas going to a movie theater. She actually left him at home and came without him. Bravo.
Other SIL and boyfriend are also here and their little shit dog is yapping, all up in everybody’s shit. My border collie has just about had enough. We start at 7:30 in the morning. So far, I’ve been given 3 1000 piece puzzles (used and already opened), a few notepads, and a $20 crossword scratch off. It’s like my in laws just like to give shit away rather than throw it in the trash.
Wife and I decided to travel tomorrow instead of today. Making sure everything is squared away with our house (pipes froze last night) before we take off. It's supposed to get above freezing today for a few hours. We'll leave first thing in the AM. Let the shit show commence.
Funny enough, when my brother and I were actually speaking (haven’t seen or spoken to him in over 12 years) we would always say that there was no family more disfunctional than ours. My mom would always say “be careful what you wish for.”
My mom was right.