10:00 a.m. - 7 undulating miles, which included 2 hills - each 1 mile long. Run took 56:10 so AP 8:02(ish). Beautiful fresh morning. A touch of Christmas in the air. I'm looking forward to all the presents 'you all' will be sending me - please, no coupons for McDonalds.
Something struck me when I was out running (it wasn't a car) - remember the picture Jake put up of all those lovely looking oatmeal cookies? Of course you do. You were all thinking, I'd love the recipe for those yummy looking cookies. Not a chance. Notice the way Jake and Andrea are always eating ice cream and then they tease us with those cookies. I think that's a step too far. We should all plague them with messages requesting the recipe.
Now, I'm a big fan of the old Jake-meister, especially after he told me one of his friends said I was like an "Irish Emeril Lagasse". So, here's me thinking they meant some kind of Ethiopian distance runner who's making waves etc. The old ego gets the better of me and I look up this Lagasse chappy and low and behold, I realise I'm the butt of some checky little joke - those rapscallions. Ho ho. They like a laugh up there in Utah - must be the lack of oxygen. I watched some clips of the Lagasse chappy and thought he was class. Although, he's a tad too svelte to look like your old dad.
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