Celebration

So it's FINALLY the end of football season, and we're having a party. The cute husband is in the kitchen making chili; I'm baking my pie crust for sugar cream pie (Go Colts!). I'm going to try to locate some beignet (Go Saints!) mix at Cost Plus as soon as it opens. And mostly I'm wondering if I can sneak in a game of Guitar Hero during all the preparations.

I ran 17.37 miles yesterday, and honestly it sucked. It kept getting colder while I was running, so that I had "frostnip" in my hands by the time I finally got home. Oh well, only 3 more longer-long runs before the race, and hopefully it will warm up for those. My weight was way down this morning. It's possible that 22 ounces of water for 4 hours of activity was not enough. Also, we went to Taco Mac Friday night, and for some reason I had not one, but two beers. I'm really not very bright. I would never do that the night before a half-marathon. Why did I think it was a good idea the night before a 17-18 mile run?

Oh well, they were yummy. Rogue Chocolate Stout and Rogue Hazelnut Stout. But I really gotta drink more water.

Speaking of water, there was an incident yesterday involving Tony Randall and the laptop crashing to the floor along with a glass of water.  Luckily for Tony Randall, the laptop seems to have recovered.  But we're wondering how well he'll be able to behave himself during this party with food everywhere.  I don't see it going well.