Re: Open Bar: RECOMMENDABLE

[The Good Reverend Roger]

I am so fucking jetlagged that I've forgotten what time it is in hell.

You must be jetlagged. Obviously you meant Tucson, here. Tucson.

That's what I said.

In hell you never look back.

You'll never see anyone in Tucson look over their shoulder.  Everything changes when you look away, and it's disturbing.  The docks, for example, disappeared at some point, and the beach never ends.

[Eater of Clowns]

I ran with a couple of friends on slushy roads and icy sidewalks this morning. My previous best without having to stop was maybe 3 miles or so. We did 5.21 at 9:54 a mile. Still room for improvement, but I am very pleased with this new personal best.

That's pretty damn good from where I sit. I'm doing better every run, but even at a mere 1.5 miles I have to slow to a walk 3 or 4 times. Still, considering that as recently as September, a full year after surgery, I still couldn't run even a couple blocks, I'm really pleased.

Thanks! But there is nothing mere about 1.5. It still kills me when I'm running alone. With a couple of others, the pace helped me not burn myself out. And I got to look at butts the entire time, so that was a great motivator.

Wait a few years.  The butts at the gym stop being interesting when the horrible respiratory/heart rate monster comes and punches you inna face a few times.

This is one reason I started exercising at the end of last summer. I keep getting closer to 30, somehow, and I figure the longer I wait the more difficult it will be to get in shape in the first place. The other is that I'm less of a moody bastard when I exercise.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I ran with a couple of friends on slushy roads and icy sidewalks this morning. My previous best without having to stop was maybe 3 miles or so. We did 5.21 at 9:54 a mile. Still room for improvement, but I am very pleased with this new personal best.

That's pretty damn good from where I sit. I'm doing better every run, but even at a mere 1.5 miles I have to slow to a walk 3 or 4 times. Still, considering that as recently as September, a full year after surgery, I still couldn't run even a couple blocks, I'm really pleased.

Thanks! But there is nothing mere about 1.5. It still kills me when I'm running alone. With a couple of others, the pace helped me not burn myself out. And I got to look at butts the entire time, so that was a great motivator.

Wait a few years.  The butts at the gym stop being interesting when the horrible respiratory/heart rate monster comes and punches you inna face a few times.

This is one reason I started exercising at the end of last summer. I keep getting closer to 30, somehow, and I figure the longer I wait the more difficult it will be to get in shape in the first place. The other is that I'm less of a moody bastard when I exercise.

It definitely gives you a head start when you go into it in good shape. I was rock-hard until I had Little Orange and started working at home - you should see pics from right before I got preggo with her, I was moving furniture and biking 16 miles a day - and I think that's what saved me from fattening up too much during the work-at-home years, not to mention after my surgery.

[EK WAFFLR]

Germany? Eisbein, goddamnit!

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Germany? Eisbein, goddamnit!

Who?

[minuspace]

Germany? Eisbein, goddamnit!

Who?

I ran with a couple of friends on slushy roads and icy sidewalks this morning. My previous best without having to stop was maybe 3 miles or so. We did 5.21 at 9:54 a mile. Still room for improvement, but I am very pleased with this new personal best.

That's pretty damn good from where I sit. I'm doing better every run, but even at a mere 1.5 miles I have to slow to a walk 3 or 4 times. Still, considering that as recently as September, a full year after surgery, I still couldn't run even a couple blocks, I'm really pleased.

Thanks! But there is nothing mere about 1.5. It still kills me when I'm running alone. With a couple of others, the pace helped me not burn myself out. And I got to look at butts the entire time, so that was a great motivator.

Wait a few years.  The butts at the gym stop being interesting when the horrible respiratory/heart rate monster comes and punches you inna face a few times.

This is one reason I started exercising at the end of last summer. I keep getting closer to 30, somehow, and I figure the longer I wait the more difficult it will be to get in shape in the first place. The other is that I'm less of a moody bastard when I exercise.

It definitely gives you a head start when you go into it in good shape. I was rock-hard until I had Little Orange and started working at home - you should see pics from right before I got preggo with her, I was moving furniture and biking 16 miles a day - and I think that's what saved me from fattening up too much during the work-at-home years, not to mention after my surgery.

After repairing (placing) the lock (block) that was so bent out of shape, I have 400 more Acute reasons to be a Prick about hitting that mark:  then I will be whole again.

[EK WAFFLR]

Germany? Eisbein, goddamnit!

Who?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eisbein

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Germany? Eisbein, goddamnit!

Who?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eisbein

Oh THAT looks goddamn amazing.

[Salty]

Huh that is what boys in Germany call it when they stand next to you and suddenly shove their knee into your IT band, causing Eisbein or Iceleg.

[LMNO]

Germany? Eisbein, goddamnit!

Who?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eisbein

Oh THAT looks goddamn amazing.

Dear lord.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Today I went to the oversized asian mart on 82nd and got all kinds of lovely things, and now I have two quarts of pickles and two quarts of kimchi fermenting away in the cupboard.

[Roly Poly Oly-Garch]

Today I went to the oversized asian mart on 82nd and got all kinds of lovely things, and now I have two quarts of pickles and two quarts of kimchi fermenting away in the cupboard.

What, no durian?

I took son's mom there when she was here a couple weeks ago. I managed not to gag, which was big time. When last I was there the lady got mad because my gagging was offensive. It was also involuntary. So while I agreed, I also *urp*. Now I just avoid the meat section.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

I just saw an article on Yahoo about a 22-seat plane leaving Tucson, AZ that crashed in Aspen and almost freaked out until I realized TGRR was on a 747 and should have arrived sometime around now. Brain is slow tonight.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Today I went to the oversized asian mart on 82nd and got all kinds of lovely things, and now I have two quarts of pickles and two quarts of kimchi fermenting away in the cupboard.

What, no durian?

I took son's mom there when she was here a couple weeks ago. I managed not to gag, which was big time. When last I was there the lady got mad because my gagging was offensive. It was also involuntary. So while I agreed, I also *urp*. Now I just avoid the meat section.

I got a durian once, at Food 4 Less on 82nd. I think that will hold me for a while.

I was mightily tempted to get a jackfruit, though. The only thing that deterred me was my inability to locate one less than 15 lbs.

[East Coast Hustle]

Today I went to the oversized asian mart on 82nd and got all kinds of lovely things, and now I have two quarts of pickles and two quarts of kimchi fermenting away in the cupboard.

What, no durian?

I took son's mom there when she was here a couple weeks ago. I managed not to gag, which was big time. When last I was there the lady got mad because my gagging was offensive. It was also involuntary. So while I agreed, I also *urp*. Now I just avoid the meat section.

You guys must be talking about a different place. Fubonn smells like heaven, and should be considered the only Asian supermarket worth a damn on 82nd in PDX proper.