Some Whine, Lots Of Cheese

First I must talk football: I am completely bummed (not to mention distressed, upset, and angry) that the Tennessee Titans lost to the Ravens, of all teams. Bleck. And while I'm not a much of a Panthers fan, they are the home team around here and they were embarrassingly routed by the Cardinals. (I have nothing against Arizona but I do hold a grudge against Kurt Warner. By all accounts he's a great guy - but he happened to be the quarterback who beat my Titans in the Superbowl back when he was with St. Louis and it's just GALLING to have to deal with a Titans loss and a Kurt Warner win in the same day.) Thank goodness the Eagles and the Steelers saved my weekend. Final football sadness is that there are only THREE games left. That's it. Then no more football until AUGUST. (The Pro-Bowl does not count as a game in my book.) I will probably get more cleaning, writing, and training done without football around but man, will I miss it!!


I have been working hard on my number one New Year's Resolution: Run faster, eat slower.* It is amazing how much concentration this takes. Digression: do you remember learning to water ski? Where you had to bend your knees and keep your arms straight? And how unnatural it felt? But how if you did it the other way around, as you were inclined to, you plowed face-first into the water? Yeah. Even with a snout full of catfish poo water as the price of failure to comply - it STILL took me an inordinately long time to learn to ski.

With race PR's and dropping scale numbers being rewards somewhat less immediate than spectacular face plants, who knows how long it will take me to get the hang of "Run faster, eat slower." Still, sooner begun, sooner done, eh?

*For all you grammar nazis: you are right. It probably should read "Run faster, eat more slowly" ("slower" being an adjective and all) but I'm going to treat my new mantra like song lyrics where grammar gives way to scansion and "sounds better this way in my head."