Weeeeeeeeee

So the Houston marathon got rolled my Mark and I again. What a blast! 13.1 miles and thousands of people. Although Mark ran with a different name on his nametag "THIRST". Ah, it was so funny when people would cheer for you saying " Go Nathan!!!....GO Thirst???" The hotel we stayed at was Dumb and Dumber worthy. I stayed in a place like that once, not as nice...but you know classy!

So today I give Dave the opportunity to ride Huntsville alone, while I go pick up groceries for the office. In line, I see 6 magazine covers of a fat has been:
Luckily this hefer isn't pregnant yet, or she'd be real fat. I just don't understand why she is getting all this attention to her. She can't sing. She doesn't look good. She dates white trash. And she is the appitamy of what a mom shouldn't do. But here we are putting her fat head on 6 front pages. Blasphamy! This picture looks like she ate a sheep and fell asleep in it's sheepishly soft skin.

A look back at the Excruciation Exam.(pun intended) This was the final bridge to Ric Tinney. Thanks for a great shot Hammid!

And Jason is finally gone, so begins the correct sleep cycle....mixed in with the perfect blend of intervals and a trip to Leaky, and I'll be seeing more pictures like the one above!