I alternated one-minute jogs with three-minute walks to complete the 33rd Street Loop this morning in 1:06:09, with splits of 13:39, 14:28, 12:29, 12:41, and 12:52.
Tonight, starting at about eight, after I watched Jo Webb and her soccer team, the Purple Elephants, get beat somewhere around 12-1, I alternated one-minute runs with four-minute walks to complete the Levy Trail Loop in 25:47, with splits of 12:42 and 13:05
OVERHEARD
"The hell with that bitch. I shoot that bitch in the head she call my mother a bitch. That bitch retarded. She retarded."
—woman shouting to a man on a driveway on Hillside Drive, further evidence of Levy's cultural diversity (a sort not exactly what Seahawks fans and University of Michigan administrators hope for)
TO THE EXTENT I CARED, WHY I WAS FOR VILLANOVA
Michael Jordan and Charlie fucking Rose walked into work this morning, laughed, and said something like, "Oh, heck, it was a wonderful game. Lord knows we've won a bunch of 'em just like it. And, man, that kid made a great shot."
Villanova students and graduates wouldn't have gotten up or else driven to Levy and called a woman's mother a bitch. The woman on Hillside Drive, I mean
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