An occasional chronicle of my misguided attempts to engage in physical activities a few years after what could be considered my prime. My mind is already gone - now watch as the body crumbles. This blog is for the entertainment of my old running buddies. Anyone else who stumbles upon this will be even more bored than my old buddies. You have been warned.
4 comments:
Hey, that's already faster than I run.
Well hell,
17:03 is a purty good time for y'all for a 5k. Nuthin tuh be shamed about. You just bring that down a minute a k and you'll have yersef an Amerikun wrecort. Heck, you'll have a wurld wrecort. You prolly need a manager or three.
52 days eh? Why that's plenty of time to whip you into some kind of shape old boy. What are your goals? ...World Championships? Olympic Gold? World Records? Meet me at "the Dunes" tomorrow at 4am for your first of multiple daily workouts. Together we'll make mincemeat of YOU AND your competition. Prepare to bleed.
Best,
Portsea Percy
BTW: Your workouts are nailed to the windshield of your Toyota.
Percy
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