Time to buy some gas

I've mowed my fair share of lawns in my day, back home we had a fairly big one I mowed all growing up and now at my duplex I mow the lawn alot of the time. But the thing about it all is that with all the grass I've cut I've never once paid for the gas to go into the mowers. Simple reason is that even though it may have been my responsibility to do the labor, I didn't own the grass I was cutting, so if there was no gas I just didn't mow cuz it wasn't my problem. But comming up oh so soon all that will change.

Kayla and I just got an offer accepted on a house in American Falls. A nice little place on a corner lot nestled between a school and a golf course. Not just any golf couse either I'll have you know. I drove around it a bit a few days ago on my lunch break and half the golfers I saw looked just like Lyle from Nepoleon Dynamite, we're talking work boots, Wranglers, mesh backed John Deere hat all coupled with a putter.









In other goings ons, here's a couple pics of our most recent excitements:

Susie and I admiring the award winning preserved fruits at the Bannock County fair. The competition was very intense as I'm sure you can all tell.

A nice shot from our most recent trip to the park. This is what happens when Mamma and Daddy are paying more attention to taking pictures than to what Susie is actualy doing in the pictures.

Human After All

You know what is missing from movies these days? Music montages! I'm not talking about just any old montage either, but the awesome ones from '80s films that went one step farther by setting the montage to the tune of a song written about what's going on in the movie right then. That's what its all about! In honor of this I'm temporarily putting music back on my blog just because it's a song to go along with this post.

This last weekend I Finlay made it back to a race I've been meaning to do for a second time for several years: Mt. Harrison hill climb. About 4 years ago I won the first ever running of this race over a small but very talented field. Since then I've always had something come up to keep me from going back to try and repeat. This year I finally had my chance. I knew my fitness was somewhat sub-optimal but in classic me style, deep down I hoped that there would be some mysitic connection between me and the mountain that would help me and my slacker training schedule beat a field that included a national level pro mountain biker and a former world champion.

view from the bottom:

Soon after the start the true big guns of the day dropped me without even noticing. As the gaps became established I took my count of guys up the road to see I was in 10th place. I tried to set a rhythm for myself and noticed something kinda weird. I had been listening to Daft Punk on the drive over and now my exhaled breaths sounded like and matched up exactly with the last half of the song "Human After All" (the one playing on the blog if you havn't turned it off). It's a little depressing when you're alone on the mountain and still being taunted the whole way up!

By the end two different guys had caught me but I managed to re-drop them both. It was pretty demoralizing when one of them was talking to me and assumed I was a cat 4/5 racer, there's no way to sound cool when you reply that you're actualy a cat2........

view from the top:

When I finaly hit the top, I kept my 10th place but managed to drop a few notches on my ego-meter. On the bright side the only time I noticed the altitude (finish was at about 9400' per the GPS in my phone) the aching in my chest actualy felt really good.

Have to end with a flashback to when I was actualy cool: