SE7EN

So, to start, I apologize for not posting anything lately, I know you were all waiting up at night clicking the little "refresh" button on your computer's over and over again to see what I'd write next, and to see what new exciting run-on sentences I could actually manage to just keep "running on" without any final punctuation in sight regardless of how many times it actually appeared that a "period" or "Exclamation point" would be placed appropriately?

Anyways! I have also learned that the template graphic of two of the most influencial Actors in probably the most influencial film of it's time, may have a slight reference to violent situations. As a result, I have modified my backround to make sure no one (Jaye :)) is offended.

Now on to the topic at hand, "SE7EN." (did you see the clever use of the Number 7 in the word Seven). It refers to my week #2 long run. This one unfortunatly did not run (pun intended) quite as smoothly. You see, I've had a little (lot) of trouble with shin splints as of late. Yesterday, I thought I'd try something different to help out. I taped both of my legs from from the Knee to the Ankle, I thought this would help keep my musles in place but I must have done it a bit too tight. About 1.7 miles into my run, my knees were on fire and my thighs felt like they were going to buckle. Then nature decided to call (I had to pee)... well, when I ran off to the side of the road and stopped to ummmm... answer nature, my legs were no longer able to support me. It wasn't until I was stopped and toppled over that I realized the source of the problem. At that moment, my calves seized up and suddenly felt like somebody was hitting them with a bat, a bat made of lead covered in broken glass while my legs were already on FIRE. I started ripping the tape off of my freshly shaved (yup) legs, and it was like a breath of fresh air. Once that tape was off, I had another battle, this one was much more difficult, the was the battle to continue. Then I remembered my running partner was probably about a half a mile ahead of me at this point and I wasn't about let her get the best of me. 5.3 more miles later (1.7 was already taken care of at that point.), we were at the finish line. I won the battle with my brain, the hardest test I've had so far.

I also need to give thanks to my lovely wife and her help taking care of my splinty legs, after a couple of bubble baths and calf massages, my legs are already starting to feel much better. So Kristen, thank you.

Anywho, for those of you still left reading, I'll leave you with another poetic treat.

Roses are Red,

Violets are Blue,

Pulp Fiction really was a very violent and disturbing movie and I was just giving Jaye a hard time I don't actually endorse that movie, I just actually liked that scene because it was pretty dang funny,

The End...