100 days

Even though the 100 day marker is the hallmark holiday of politics I'm still going to honor it with a blog post.

A major shout out and congratulations goes out to the American people and President Obama. 100 days in office, 100 days with an african american president, 100 days in a shit storm of a failing economy and an endless war. CNN announced that our president's approval rating is at 64% and DJ Associates reported a 54% rating in Utah. I'm proud of you conservative bastards.

A few of my favorite items on the new administration's 100 day agenda:

-Allowing the progression of stem cell research

-Executive order to close Gitmo

-Rebuilding foreign relations that the previous administration "tarnished" (ha!)

-Creating/protecting public land and making ignorant people aware that polution and global warming are real. (I had no idea people that dumb existed until I moved to UT)

-Interventions in the housing, banking, and auto industries (I'm treading very lightly over those issues)

Oh yeah, and his first signed piece of legislation was the Lilly Ledbetter Fair Pay Restoration Act. Suck on that bizzle.

Doin' It

I've decided that I'm going to try to get into next year's Pike's Peak Ascent. 13.32 miles up a mountain, about 8,000 foot elevation gain, average of 11% grade. Kinda sounds like a sweet new challenge, mainly because I don't think I'm down with marathoning and the Wasatch Back sounds slightly more awful and team oriented. Plus it'll probably land within days of my birthday, a good way to ring in 22 years. Now I just need to convince Kathy and Ron that their old bones will make it up the hill with me.



That aside, this whole swine flu thing... in case anyone hasn't notice the prevention seems to be living a normal, sanitary life. "Wash hands regularly, sneeze and cough into tissue, abstain from touching eyes and mouth, and avoid sick people." Seriously, a pandemic? I'm not looking at door handles any differently than I usually do.

Power Walkers made it Possible

2.21.32

Aside from my iPod, Kathy, and Ron's water bottle, the power walkers got me through the SLC half marathon.. They move their hips and abnormally shaped asses in hypnotising and mind boggling ways. I'm almost 92% sure that I was in a trance up the entire hill in the 12th mile due to a power walker. Thank you ladies.

Beastly finish photo:

Dolla' Dolla' Bills

So it's tax day. Doesn't mean a ton to me other than a check from the feds that should cover next months rent. Super.

What does mean something to me is this tea party crap. The whole attempt at making the historic Boston Tea Party represent the taxation and spending of today is a little outrageous. The colonists didn't choose their representatives, we do... go vote if you're effin' PO'ed. Rick Santelli is pissed... so is most of middle and lower class America, there was no real person behind this whole "movement", aside from CNBC which is completely incomparable to the framers of the flippin' Constitution. And hey conservative America, yeah, shit is bad and griping about it might make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside but none of you have offered up any real solutions other than "let them fucking fail" (in reference to the banks, the stock market, the auto industry, the poor, the hungry, etc.).

It's called the Social Contract Theory, google it. Give up a little to get a lot back. A couple thousand dollars in tax money isn't jack compared to having freedom, life, and liberty. Pick up a book about what life is like for women in Afghanistan or Iraq and then tell me how hard life is these days.

PS- by the way, if you're really that upset and in that much financial trouble how about not taking off work to go spend money on processed tea to dump in whatever puddle is nearest to your local governmental establishment.

He just called you a loser:

SLC 1/2

 Reasons this Saturday is going to be absolutely terrible (with the exception of post-run brews):

1. 13.1 miles without 2 wheels under my butt.

2. Running hurts... a ton.

3. I run about 20 miles a week, but haven't done more than 7 consecutive miles.

5. I'm going to publicly display how terrible I am at running... and how red my face gets after 3 brisk steps.

6. Running at elevation is way hard.

I did my last "long" run on Saturday in the rain, I felt relatively strong and didn't have much pain thanks to the new Mizunos and a week off when the fam was in town. I've been able to maintain 10 minute miles on long  runs which should put me over 2 hours... that's beyond pathetic, people run full marathons in that amount of time. My official goal is just to finish considering this will be the first time I've ran with a bib number, buuut I know I'll be looking down at my sweet new Forerunner 405 to see if I'm keeping my pace up. In any event, Kathy and Ron will drag me along and Shonda promised a piggy-back across the finish line.

Watch me struggle.

Projected finish:

"BUTTER!"

81 inches of buttery goodness, that is powder, in 2 weeks.

I would say it doesn't get any better than that... but it totally did. My Dad and Broha were in town for the last week of the dump-fest. I got to hit up The Canyons, Snowbasin, and Brighton between class and work.

The Canyons had their Spring Gruv week going so we got watch the pond skimming contest and The Wailers concert. My Dad demonstrated some form of intoxicated interpretive dance that he claims is Jamaican. It was a pretty bomb week that included an A on a chemistry exam, a $400 shopping trip to CostCo., and dinner at The Porcupine... twice.

Shout out to my broha who made my shower less like a mister... I can officially get all of the conditioner out of my hair now.