I got these pics off the website asking me to pay them tons of money to buy an 8 x 10 of me all gross and sweaty and looking like crap right at the end of the Bix. No thanks. I say, the smaller the better on these. Yeesh!
Today, I took it easy. I ran my 6 mile in the morning, and then had an appointment to go to with Stinky. At 2, I gave plasma. It was fine, but it was also really hot and humid and rehydrating enough to get anything done is pretty impossible. So, instead, I just chilled out, ran a few errands and made dinner.
Here's me after I was done running. Another thankfully small, thumbnail of a photo.
In the evening, I thought I might be up for a little cerebral, thought provoking movie, like Hot Tub Time Machine. Don't worry. I drank a couple of beers, so I'd be smart enough to process the rapier like dialogue.
Funny thing was...I actually worked at a ski resort in Southern California in1986...Well, the first month of 1986, anyway. We left to move to San Francisco, right after we watched The Bears win the Superbowl, and missed the Challenger disaster the next morning when we drove across the street from our motel to get gas. Weird. Anyway, it's always interesting to watch Hollywood's idea of a similar time in my life. Some of the hair and the clothes and music were right on...Other things were ridiculous as the rest of the movie.