You know that your friends have low expectations when an April Fools post on pissing yourself for the sake of a workout results in multiple people just nodding and thinking that is normal. Hey guys, I DID NOT EMPTY MY BLADDER IN MY PANTS. It was meant to be a prank, but in the process revealed that I can do just about anything and get away with it if I justify my actions with athletics. Why did I steal candy from that baby? I NEEDED THE LITTLE SHIT'S ICE CREAM CONE AS FUEL! How does you butt look in those jeans? IT LOOKS DISGUSTING, CELLULITE IS NOT AERODYNAMIC!
Anyway, that made me smile. So yesterday I had my final thesis presentation, and the entire project is behind me! With a law school decision imminent, the last couple months as a college student will be easier than working as a Clash of the Titans screenwriter (RELEASE THE DRAGON!!!). As celebration, I got out in Central Park to enjoy the beautiful weather. It was time to bring the Poundtown show on the road! After 5 laps (about 30 miles) never dropping below the 54-15, I transitioned into an easy 8 mile run along the Hudson River. Notably, I was wearing the most ridiculous outfit in the universe: short tri-shorts, no shirt, white sunglasses, and a pair of headphones reserved for a WWII fighter-pilot. My proudest moment was when a girl on campus did a double take, and nearly fell over a blowing trash-bag. I am telling myself she just wanted another look at the glistening Adonis running by, but in reality my lack of a tan means it was probably more similar to someone paying admission to the circus freak show. LOOK, IT'S ALBINO BOY! (/trips)
Things are really terrific though; I love spending time with my awesome friends and meeting new people in the New York City spring. Also, I learned today that I can ride a bike without handlebars. I'm not saying that's a big deal, but this circus freak show is charging TWICE the admission from now on.
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