There I was standing face to face with the wild wilderness of Brentwood. It was
like a track gun went off as I sprang to action! Each strategic footstep was swift
and powerful. Like I said a few runs ago, I simply am un-able to go slow anymore.
The bands of slow-dom have been shed. I started out fast, and it only got faster.
I wasn't at full speed, but I was pushing lots faster than normal. The extra energy
boost could have come from the dinner snack at Diddy Reese that I had. I had wolfed
down two cookies on the way home from the work place. This race solidified my
status as a Champion Gazelle. Much like the run from early january, I owned the
track in a glorious manner. I don't know why my destiny illuded me for so long, but
now I have found it. And in a week or two I'll probably surpass it too. With evey
hoof gripping the trail, I could hear people admire my expertise from every angle.
As I glided by someone I could hear him swearing and complaining about car's in the
distance; No buddy, those are not car high-beams, that was my determination and
sheer will power beaming from the rising Champion Gazelle. He was afraid of me, I
could smell it. Better than the average gazelle, the champion Gazelle dosen't mess
around with going for walks or jogs. Strictly running. In the distance I could
hear music being sung to my praise, I think it was a group called 'Ladysmith Black
Mambazo'. They had to be hiding off to the side of the path in the bushes and
trees. Remember about a month ago when I was talking about someone I named 'Hot
pants'? Well I saw her again. It was in the middle of my run. My radiant aura
must have frightened her as I sped by. I think she tried chasing me for a while,
I'm not positive, cause I didn't look back. Sorry 'Hot-Pants', maybe next time. I
was just to fast for the doe at that time.
Now, that having been said; My right calf muscle has a knot in it, or possibly a
tear, as well as my Tibialis Anterior muscle ligament is damaged where it connects
to the upper Tibia next to the knee cap (to the point where it hurts to walk). I
must take more care when I run next with such power and speed.
After that I made my way over to Jeff's. The Office was an extended re-run, an hour
long. Still funny though. I think Hammer and Olsen were miffed cause they had to
turn the channel away from Basketball. They were going for a marathon viewing
session or something. I dont' think the two of them have left the apartment in
three days, just because basketball season is winding down. They need to get all
the viewing in before it goes out of style.
We tried to go over to the Greenfield Girls flat, but they wern't home. They
probably heard us coming. I suppose we were a little rambunctious. So instead we
worked on our Man-Box designs. Another successful adventure. I'll be ready to
start carving by saturday-sunday night I presume. As we did that we also watched a
most appropriate show: Man vs. Wild. This week Bear was in Hawaii, the volcano
episode. After that Stunt Junkies was on. But it was dumb.
I'm listening to Bruce Springsteen right now.
Lunch was sponsored by Marvins again. It really hit the spot.
Friday, March 16, 2007
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