Thursday, July 9, 2009

Stuck in the Middle With You

Was it Douglas Adams who once said he could never get the hang of Thursdays? It's a weird day, isn't it. Colored a dark blue/purple/black. Like a bruise. Or one of those wide shouldered, space age Claude Montana outfits from the '80s.

Today's Thursday is a pause in my work week to do a trial run up La Luz with S.B. and a couple friends, one of whom is running it with me this year. He's the dude I wrote about last year who in his mid forties suddenly took up running and within a couple months was doing marathons. He's one of those "natural" runners. Smoked me on my own hills in my own 'hood yesterday morning. He's going to post a great time, while I, simply, will have a great time, plodder that I am.

What day of the week is your weird day?


Haiku Master said...

Her image cries out:
"Who will sing to me now that
Robert Palmer's dead?"

Gnomeself Be True said...

Once again, I'm only aware that she is wearing clothes because I can't see her naked.
Damn that fashion stuff!

Another good one Troll.

Doris Rose said...

Could you have even picked a hotter day? whew, Hydrate baby.My weekday and weekends are all the same shade of weird. Blendables.

Jenny said...

Monday is always my weird day - it takes all day to get me back into the "groove thing" after a weekend.

Enjoy that running with your training partner and hydrate, hydrate!

MommyHeadache said...

I hate Mondays they are so disorientating - I always feel like I wake up with my head screwed on backwards.

Big Shamu said...

I'm in a comfortable place & time that if I'm running it's only because a gator is chasing me.

sparringK9 said...

grrrrherhahahaha!! to troll. robert palmer died?

i had to go to the apple store and passed Bebe on the way. in the window was this color paired with black. it was truly ugly. the color of eggplant with powdery mildew disease. they hate us. they really do. thank god for goodwill where i can still find clothes i like.

sparringK9 said...

weird day? everyday the congress is at work is a weird day.

Bretthead said...

I think Mondays are my weird day, but for a good reason - I look forward to them so much! I love my kidlets, but after a full weekend with them, I look forward to the break of having to go to work! And I do love my job. And, I usually play basketball every Monday night. And when I play basketball, all I think about is basketball. Nothing else. Mind cleared. It is awesome.

PS - I am excited for you to read my blog. I had you in mind.

moi said...

Haiku Master: Might as well face it, you're addicted to haiku.

Gnome: You're such a dude.

Doris Rose: OMG it was HOT! I mean, HOT! But awesome.

Boxer & Emma: Mondays are always so awkward, you want to shoot the whole day down, don't you?

Shamu: Or they have spoiled crab?

K9: Bebe is about up there with Cache por Moi. P. U.

WTWA: A post with Moi in mind that doesn't contain pee or poop? You are my hero!

fishy said...

Thursdays are RUSH day for me. As soon as my feet hit the floor I have a keen sense of urgency ... er not that first morning urgency... but a time urgency. I am so aware it is the day before Friday and the weeks tasks are yet to be completed and if , like Pavlovs dog, I don't ring the bell ... my weekend will be forfeit! AHHHH, the pressure of it all .

KUDOS! to anyone running a marathon at any pace.

pam said...

This reminds me -- did you ever find out anything from the lab test you did on your ability to assign colors to days/numbers/letters, etc??? I have a similar friend who, after breast cancer treatment, decided to start jogging and shortly thereafter decided to do marathons. She makes me feel like a slug!

NYD said...

I was caught up in the question when it struck me like a monk ringing a bell with a flounder.

Every day is weird.

P.S. I have always wanted one of Montana's full length leather coats. They are boss!

moi said...

Fishy: Usually Thursdays are rush days as you describe for me, too. Although I do have the luxury – if not often the WILL - to work the weekend if I have to.

Pam: They're not going to give me any "results" per se. Once the study is published, I'll have access to that. My MRI was read by a doc, though, and it was all clear. No shoe-shaped tumors in the left hemisphere!

NYD: "Boss"! I haven't used that word in ages. It will now be the word of the day.

Big Shamu said...

Actually I have yet to see ANY crab caught in the US. All Indonesia produced crab. Sad.

Kymical Reactions said...

I think my weird days are also Thursdays. It's like a dark glooming thundercloud that is preventing Friday from arriving. And when Friday gets here, it never fails that I think and feel "TGIF"

Aunty Belle said...

Ackshully, Thursday works as weird. An' bruised. "Thursday's child has far to go" ain't encouragin' either.

But La Luz? Ah--wings fer yore feet, Dahlin'!

P.S. Mah criteria fer runnin' matches Shamu's.