Monday, July 31, 2006

I saw an interesting documentary on FSTV last week, "Orwell Rolls in His Grave." The independent film purports to devle into what the media doesn't like to talk about--itself:

Are Americans being given the information a democracy needs to survive or have they been electronically lobotomized? Has the frenzy for media consolidation led to a dangerous irony where in an era of more news sources the majority of the population has actually become less informed?
I'm not sure if I found the documentary alarmist or too close for comfort, but it held my interest.

Switching back to more personal matters, Colin's wedding was a lot of fun. And we're all real proud of Canon for working the red dress.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

I may have called the wellness too soon yesterday. My stomach was still rumbling throughout the work day. But by 7 p.m., all was good. I finally ate real food (i.e., not crackers or chicken noodle soup). This morning, I feel normal again. About to head to the gym for the first time in days. I last worked out Sunday when I went on the long ride with The Legendary Adam H. Three days off is a long time for me. Ordinarily, it would be rough. But with the sickness, I lacked the energy to do much of anything. It's good to be back.

I spent a good deal of time yesterday e-mailing Farce about UT tickets. The old man came through again with a great deal. My season tickets cost less than half what a single Texas-Ohio State ticket would run me on eBay.

I'll miss having a brother-in-law as a grad student. Let's all hope he gets a faculty position next year.

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

My stomach feels better this morning. The past day and half was brutal. Hopefully, whatever I had is over. Ugh.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

A great day for American athletes.

First, Floyd Landis wins the Tour de France after most had counted him out of the race. Oh, and he's got an arthritic hip.

Second, Tiger Woods wins his third British Open and the eleventh major of his career.

Third, I rode hard on a course filled with hills and high wind a day after a 15K performance that left my legs aching and fatigued.

(One of these feats is only slightly less impressive than the other two.)
My legs are sore. I suppose jumping right into a speedy 15K without much training wasn't the smartest idea. And now I'm meeting The Legendary Adam H for a long (3+ hours) ride at 7 a.m. It's 6:10 a.m. Time to pop an ibuprofen.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

I finished the Too Hot to Handle 15K in 1:21:54 (8:47 min per mile). It was warm (low 90s) and humid, but there was good cloud cover and a slight breeze off White Rock Lake that kept conditions relatively mild. I felt good after the run. Now that I've had a big Mexican breakfast and an hour and half nap, I'm rested and in good spirits. I'm meeting The Legendary Adam H tomorrow morning for a 3 hour bike ride. I.I.T.S.
5:45 a.m.

Getting ready to head to Dallas for the Too Hot to Handle 15K (9.3 miles).

The good news? The weather has cooled off. Thanks to a "cold front," the high is only supposed to be 93 degrees. Gotta love Texas.

Friday, July 21, 2006

Most days, I wake up and am gung ho about training for a triathlon or marathon or century ride. I’ll rise around 6:00 a.m., have a cup of coffee, and head out to the trails or the gym.

After breakfast, I get to work and start drafting appellate briefs or memos or motions, but my mind is thinking about training. I can’t wait for noon to arrive so I can jet home for a 30 minute jog or ride. After lunch, I get back to the office and am still on a high from the mid-day workout.

As the work day wears on, however, my enthusiasm wanes. By 6:30 p.m., exercise is often the last thing on my mind. Instead, I want to lie on the couch, drink a beer, and zone out.

Sometimes I do.

The problem is that when I go the couch potato route, I tend to sleep late the following morning, miss my early workout, and feel sluggish the rest of the day.

Or at least until lunch, when I force myself to do some sort of physical activity. That usually helps get me jazzed about training again… until about 3:00 p.m. when I find my energy level sagging as I sit hunched over my computer keyboard hammering out discovery objections (or whatever legal assignment happens to be most pertinent).

Don’t get me wrong. I enjoy my job. But sitting at a desk for most of the day is not exactly my cup of tea. In fact, it’s entirely the opposite of my cup of tea. Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to find anyone to sponsor me in my athletic endeavors, and student loans must be paid.

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Hot Springs Village was hot. Very hot. But it was a lot of fun.

We arrived Saturday afternoon, met up with Josh and Wendy, made a quick run to the store, and then teed off on the DeSoto course around 3:30 p.m. That evening, we cooked turkey burgers on the grill, drank some beers, and slept in.

The next day, after a hearty breakfast of eggs, bacon, and biscuits (vacation food), we made our way to the Granada course, where Josh and I each shot a highly competitive 103. Not the greatest score, but I did have a birdie.

After Sunday's round, we returned to our lakefront condo and ate some delicious pork loin, mashed potatoes, and salad that our wives graciously cooked for us. After dinner, we watched the ESPYS, where I got a few moments to relive the glory of Texas' national championship.

Monday afternoon found us at the Ponce de Leon course. We hit our first tee shots at 1 p.m. and were the last group to head out that day. It was nice having the entire course to ourselves. We played a slow round, but I registered my best score -- 98. We got back to the condo and spent a half hour cooling off in the pool. Later that night, I made burritos with ground turkey, onions, corn, peppers, and black beans.

Tuesday morning came too early, and it was time to head home.

All in all, a fine long weekend.

Saturday, July 15, 2006

We're heading to Hot Springs Village in a few minutes for a long weekend of golf, walking trails, sleeping in, grilling, and relaxing.

Good times.

Friday, July 14, 2006

Special thanks goes out to The League for the Mellies concilation prize.

On a different note, I received word from Farce that he's about to place our order for this year's UT season tickets. Good stuff.

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

I may regret this, but I'm going to put a link on this site to my new FitDay journal.

FitDay is a free online journal that allows you to track your foods, exercises, weight, and fitness goals. It analyzes daily calorie counts, nutrients, carbs, fat, protein, etc. Even alcohol consumption.

My initial thought is this will keep me honest.

But chances are I'll be shamed into removing the link to the journal within a few weeks.

Saturday, July 08, 2006

Peach Pedal "100K" results:

3 hours, 4 minutes, 22 seconds at a pace of 18.4 mph.

If you're wondering why the distance is in quotes, it's because the "100K" was actually about 56 miles.

As I was rounding a turn towards town, I came across a kid who was struggling. I glanced at my bicycle computer and told him to keep it up because we only had 7 miles to go. He grunted in despair. Little did I know, the finish line was just around the corner.

As I pulled up to the car, I wondered aloud if I had made a wrong turn. "No," the guy in the next car over said. "I clocked the distance at 56.3 miles."

A few conversations with other riders confirmed that the "100K" was about a 10K short.

Ah well.

Overall, it was a nice ride. The aid stations were plentiful and well-stocked with goodies, including lots of Parker County peaches.

My one complaint -- the hill around mile 46 running adjacent to the city landfill. What the heck was that all about?

Friday, July 07, 2006

I don’t know Jeff Wilson. Or Steanso. Or the master of the League. Never met them. But Dedman and I clerked together four years ago and linking from one blog to another has lead me to irregularly check-in with acquaintances of acquaintances. Through Dedman and the internet, I’ve caught glimpses of the lives of friends of friends.

My heart goes out to Mr. Wilson and his family, though I have never once communicated with any of them.
Tomorrow, I'll be riding in the Peach Pedal in Parker County (so named because it coincides with the Parker County Peach Festival). There are several distances, so we've opted for the 100K (a little over 62 miles). After the 75-mile ride a few weeks ago, this should be a breeze.

Monday, July 03, 2006

Anybody heard from Kyu Chan since he took his boards?
I woke up early this morning (before 6 a.m.) to go for a 20-mile ride, only to be greeted by the pelt-pelt of raindrops. With little hesitation, I jumped back in bed and got another hour and a half of quality sleep. Good stuff.

Yesterday, we spent the afternoon with Frandog, Eric, and Co. (Eric's kiddos). After a quick jog through the trails of River Legacy Park, we hit the swimming pool. It was a nice, lazy Sunday, as we floated around the cement pond, ate burgers, and napped. We watched some of the Tour de France before making our way back to home base.

It's now around 7:30 a.m., and I'm about to hop in the shower and head to work. With the 4th of July tomorrow, I'm curious who will be in the office today. I've got to get an appellate motion out the door and finish up a summary judgment draft, but if all goes well I'll be home at or before 5 p.m. today.


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