running is crap

i've decided, yet again, that running is crap. it would be so much more fun if someone was chasing me. at least it would be more exciting and not such drudgery. not that i've actually done any running in the last several days. i just felt like complaining a little.

one of my co-workers is doing a half marathon in november and i've signed up to do the 10k portion of it -- they call it a "fun run". running further than 2 blocks to starbucks is anything but amusing. for the race, maybe i can find someone to pursue me with a baseball bat so i don't wuss out. the race is the "abu dhabi striders half marathon & 10K 2011". i just googled the race and it looks like i'm now old enough to compete with the "masters" age group. i think 'masters' is a poor descriptor. they should call us over-40 runners "the bad knee, wiggly arm, mab brigade" (http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=MAB&defid=1947478).

what is it with celebrities changing their names to something completely ludicrous? ron artest recently changed his name to 'metta world peace'. and you know, the artist formerly known as prince has that totally moronic symbol thing. i think i'm going to change my name to 'red pineapple of death'.

i haven't taken any recent pictures, so you're stuck with the last pics i took of my smelly bitches in dallas:

 

the gulf news received my letter in response to their asinine op-ed and asked if they could publish it with my name instead of 'anonymously'. i said, 'of course, you senseless twit'.

later my people. we're off to drink.

tricia