* If I ever invented a weight-loss drug, I'd call it "Zappetite."
* I called Marissa to see if she wanted to go see the cycling photo exhibit at the shop tonight, but her roommate, Contessa, wouldn't let me talk to her. She said Marissa was "recovering from a bad haircut." I can relate.
* I have lots of other potential candidates in the pipeline--one even posted a halfway decent time (for a chick) at the Charlotte Half-Marathon last year-- but I'm going to chill on them until Valentine's Day passes. Hallmark Holiday? X don't play that.
* I don't think I could marry someone who was only a runner--way too skinny. Swimming could be optional, but she'd have to at least be a duathlete.
* Sometimes I wonder why exactly I put my body through these grueling hours of workouts. Then I look in the mirror and remember.
* With Jose Canseco in the news, I'm reminded that my friend, George, used to take steroids even though he didn't work out. He just liked the street cred.
* It's supposed to be rainy and cold tomorrow when I meet the gang for our Sunday long run. Bring it on, weather gods--multisport is not an amusement park ride.
- Racer X