Thursday, April 06, 2006


During the wee hours of yesterday morning, something crazy happened. At two minutes and three seconds past one a.m., the time read 01:02:03 04/05/06. If you think that this is a sign of the end of the world, you are obviously wrong. And if you missed it, don't worry. You can see it again in a hundred years or so.

Tonight I played kickball with Phi Sigma Pi folks. I learned a few things from this experience.
1) I am not in shape. My huffing and puffing started before I made it even to first base. I used to be able to run a mile in 4:48. Tonight I was able to muster an around-the-bases time of roughly 7:23. This is a bad start for my marathon training this summer.
2) Shoes are sometimes useful, and sometimes not. Times when they're not useful: when one is kicking a kickball and the shoes are tied very loosely. This can cause one's shoe to fly off the foot and travel farther than the ball before hitting somebody in the head. Fortunately, this caused enough of a distraction that I was safe even after 7:23 of running to first base.
Times when shoes are useful: when one is kicking a kickball with painful ingrown toenails and when one is kicking a thorn-encrusted branch that is cleverly hiding in the shadows.
3) Climbing trees makes for good times.

I think that this post needs some spice, so here you go.I'm getting pretty hungry right now, so I'm going to bed before I eat all the food in the house.


Abbinator said...

At least you didn't strike out while playing kickball.

Sarah said...

4:48? Pitiful. I can run a mile much faster than that!